Perfect Stranger

Perfect Stranger   In the arms of a stranger, I search for my sanctuary. I come to you for the familiar touch of your hands.         The way you command my every move when we are together As if you know all about what I need. Yet you know nothing about me or my needs. You are merely a stranger.   Clearly, I am not convinced of your abilities to understand without understanding. Instead, I exhaust myself in the pleasures of what you do and not what you say you do. You are merely a stranger. I … Continue reading Perfect Stranger

Perfect Imperfection

Perfect Imperfection Although I’m embarrassed to say I never knew You would have such a spot in my heart when we met.   And just like us,                         our meetings,                                           they got so complex. Convinced that our worlds were so different I resolved myself to the thought, “We would never be.” Because of my inflexible and stubborn ways most of what I felt                         I never expressed.  And I know you clearly have two sides.  So here is what I never said                                                 But always felt. Continue reading Perfect Imperfection

Empty

E  m  p  t  y Was all I felt. I focused on my success. That’s it. I needed a better job. Now I could impress the best of them with my resume. But would give it all up To feel set free.   So I changed my focus to my home Maybe if I owned my own. That would help I just knew it would… Yet I came home and I still felt alone   Longing, each day seemed so lonely. All these people around me. Each one telling me they know what’s best. I was being pulled in so … Continue reading Empty

My Role of Aaron

A few years back I truly learned the power of Faith and Prayer.  I watched as my sister’s life was proclaimed over by man more than once or twice in a short time span (I’ll save this full testimony for another time).  Never once did I believe their report even when love ones, friends or doctors tried to prepare me for what “may” happen.  They meant no harm, they just didn’t want to see me hurt. Faith in God’s word is what I stood on.  My role was simple and I played it well; thank God, I maintain my sister is healed.  And I would play … Continue reading My Role of Aaron

Desperate

A desperate attempt to make poetry out of you. We greet each other like strangers. We have nothing to discuss, outside of what happened to us. Tired of discussions that turn into arguments “about what was done right and what was done wrong.” We barely speak or see each other as “home.” I promise you that I have searched             and searched all night trying to recall the words I used to describe you             when we first met. Believing that maybe those words would help me get      that feeling of love back. I questioned how             I framed … Continue reading Desperate

Poetry From the Archives of 2007…

A Poet’s Daily Prayer If there is no poetry in me today no tales of wisdom if i am lost for words if i have no internal perception on how I believe things should be then today there is no me If I can’t articulate some pain or love felt deep down inside If I can’t express colorful metaphors of what I wished or dreamt for or today there is just me Then I beg for the power of creation from my creator Because I am nothing without my daily poetry A Dancer’s Daily Prayer Music please lift me from … Continue reading Poetry From the Archives of 2007…

A Heart Captured

A Heart Captured I yearn for you in my thoughts. As if my mind has omitted all possible reasoning. When I see you I speak softly. Trying to hide my feelings such pain inside. You clearly maintain your stance. This is were you belong, you are not those other guys. I think to myself is this not my heart to keep closed and yours to leave alone? I try to shake loose your powerful grip. Stand firm to maintain my balance. And still you continue to reach out your hand. In hopes I extend mine. Is not this my moment … Continue reading A Heart Captured

Picking Up The Pieces

Picking Up The Pieces I looked in those big brown eyes, they were just so beautiful! The hands that you placed over mine showed me you were a man.  I believed every word you spoke; you were really that fine. Told stories to my friends about how you made me feel just by being around. It may have sound like bragging but that was never my intent. I really just couldn’t help myself; in my heart I just knew that I would always be your girl. I looked at your smile. It was so full, but it fooled us all. … Continue reading Picking Up The Pieces

Still

You stand still I turn to catch a glimpse Aware of this motionless moment Reality, now seems to be a word I can’t begin to understand Our timing, always off just as I feared; What more is there for us to do? I tell you what I can’t afford. Is another broken heart. Your silence Tells me you recognize the truth. You don’t want to be the cause Of my broken heart. You stand still As if you have no idea What move to make next? I turn to catch a glimpse. you walk away; Finally, Movement. Continue reading Still

A Mother’s Place

You lay on my breast as if safety lies between the right and the left You have laid here long enough; my heart beat can’t save you from this world I hold my breath as you remove yourself; if I don’t let you go; who will… The world is not the same without me knowing your plans I can’t breathe but I know you must go and live but remember to rest when you can and if you need, I will be right here.. Continue reading A Mother’s Place