Saturday, January 14, 2017

Somebody bring me a bottle of wine and some tall gray Ugg boots size 10. Thank you. And some tube socks. Bring some tube socks too.

A poem a week for 2017 - week 2 - Dear Valerie

I wish you joy on your day
So much joy you hold it in your hands
And it becomes hot
Like words
Like breath
Like steam
I wish you steam

I wish you rivers that run down your back
You scream like rainbow
Like hot grits
Like bills paid and memories of your dear mother

I wish you smiles so hurt
Your belly shakes
Your voice quivers
Your eyes tear
I wish you tears
From laughter
From friends
From tickle
From love
I wish you love

You and God know how you want to be loved
I wish you that kind of love
That kind
Neck rubs and massages
Scripture and whisper
Have the love of your dreams
Have the love of your knowing

O the ways you have taught us to dance
So fierce
So fists waving
So roar
So free
Thank you
Did we ever thank you

I wish you poems
That rhyme
And remind you to sing
So angel
So loud
So southern
So God

I wish you God
Her hands and breasts and lap
Holding you through fire and rain
Over valleys and fog

May you have ears on your day
That listen you large
And know you well
And tongues
Tongues that tell you how loved you are
How special
How big
How grand
How wonderful

I wish you wonderful
I love you dearly

Happy birthday

Sometimes I just want to go to the park and swing on the swings and go super high and then jump off and pretend that I'm flying.
I'm not reading enough right now. The best way to get those creative juices flowing is to read, read, read.
I committed to writing a poem a week for the year and already I'm having trouble keeping up. I need to post tonight and there is nothing I'm choosing to write about. I will post because like I said, I'm committed to it.
It's 1:13 am and I am at home. I did a late night run to the laundry mat because I want to wear a certain outfit tomorrow at my meeting and it wasn't clean, so I hustled up some energy from somewhere and got it done. I'm posting now not because I have anything interesting to say but to release these words in my head so I can sleep well. I have to get up early and I need sleep to come good and fast tonight. I took myself off my meds for three days straight and will be taking them tonight. Why did I tell you that? I don't know. Anyway, while I still have some energy left I'm going to cut my hair because it seriously needs it. Love yourselves, y'all.

Oh, in other news, these pills keep me craving food. I've eaten too much fast food recently. Watch me get that under control. Anyway, I dig y'all. I really do.

One more thing, I just started THE TOWN DANCE by my good friend Nikki Skies. I can't wait to dig deeper in the book. Get your copy!


Saturday, January 7, 2017

A poem a week for 2017 - Week 1 - Wet

I am not the woman I used to be
She is dead

You killed her

I have become the ocean
Deep and wide

You cannot burn me

You can only hope I do not swallow you
Break you off into little pieces or gulp you whole
I have choices you know

Watch me hold fish and boats and worlds in my belly
Listen closely I preach sermons to the sun
Sing songs to the stars
Cry to the moon
Wave at the mountains

I am something to behold

Think twice before you kill another woman
I will come for you
I will swallow you head first

Remember me
Do you even remember

In 2013 I wrote and posted a poem a day for the year. The next year I wrote and posted a different type of form poetry until September. I enjoyed it. All the new work. All the time spent thinking and creating. This year I'm writing a poem a week for the year. I'll post the poems here and share the link on Facebook. Today is the last day of the week so I guess I'm posting tonight. I don't have a poem in my head though. It's only 6:49 though so we will see what comes up and out of me.

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

So much has happened since my last post. My mother went into the hospital. She has a blood clot in her lungs, scary. I was only here a couple of days while she was in the hospital. I had a show in New York. It was hard leaving while she was in the hospital. I'm back now and she's out of the hospital but the blood clot still exists. I'm praying every day. Pray too, ok?

The show went well and I'm glad I'm back home. Roshann and Deja are out of town right now so I'm staying at the house with her. That's mostly all that has happened since my last post but my mother being in the hospital is so much enough.

In other news, I'm thinking about posting a poem a day for 2017. I did it in 2013 and want to know what will come out of me if I do it again. I'll decide January 1, 2017. Who knows?

Monday, November 14, 2016

Today is Uraeus's 19th birthday! I am so proud of him and am happy about the man he is becoming. I dearly love him and am honored to be his mother.

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

I don't know where I got all this energy from today but I'm using it to mop the floor!

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

It's 11:05pm and I am at home. Thankfully Uraeus is here too. Two more black men were shot and killed by the police in the last two days. One was just fixing his car and had his hands up. Shot. This always breaks my heart. My heart keeps breaking over and over.

I went to The World Stage tonight which is why I'm home late. Heather Parker had her book release tonight. She was very moving. There were moments she was so touched she cried. Poetry does that to you. Only she and God know where she had to pull from to create her work. I'm glad I went.

I'm tired now. I've already taken my meds and I just want to close my eyes and go to sleep.

Love yourselves.