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LaBella

 

My sweet LaBella

Secrets are taking over me

For

I have to make room in my soul

They have nowhere to call home

Throw off your shackles and lead your life

Labelle

They pester me like ticks on a man’s skin

My heart has no purpose

My soul

My poor soul is ravished

You laid a leach on my heart

 

On my soul!

 

Unburden these chains

Do you have the secret tablets?

Who possesses the secrets to bliss?

 

Who!

 

Cement our future

Pregnant me with imagination

I have not yet read a poet that compelled me to read him

Continuously

With blood on my hands

My soul cries out

Cut out my heart!

Snatch the locks from my head

If I am not cured of this distain you will forfeit your vitals

They know you love me king??

I promise I will return and grow old by your side

Throw of your shackles and lead your life

Resign from this tyrant of tongues

Is winning everything?

Or is knowing?

I will place my hands on your crown

And place it on my sons head

Those that will breathe this life in the next millennium

What sad souls

I am riding the embers of these aches

 

I am LaBella

And I will die alone

A wrinkled

Old slut   

Reaching between the red cracked clay

Where the rains passed last wet season

And gave beauty meaning and reason

To be anything but dry because wildflowers were alive

And had eyes that saw everything

And nothing

Parched now waiting once more, for the dry, the drought to break

To come alive in the wet of snowflakes

The embrace of a season new

To hear the laughter on the old tin roof

In the long pause

To hear fresh again

The giggle of the trees

Birds playing hide and seek with the breeze

The water’s edge pressing at the front door

To bring on the wildflowers once more

Their dreamy scents

 Sounds

Of colors out beyond eyes reach

Buried between the martyrs of fall

Preserving its innocents until the seasons call

Sit with me awhile

To take it all in

Waiting to be beckoned

To kiss the rain again

The aroma brings a shift in power

As the moon shines on

A Summer of Wildflowers

OTHER DUETS BY SEAN AND ME

https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/05/02/2034/

https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/05/27/2152/

Love me past the pain

And let it rain on yesterday

And the sun shine on today

And tomorrow

I will be full grown

Goodbye…

 

It must have taken him a lot of courage

To muster up just that one word

 

Not even a thousand of the loudest whispers

Could hide the fact

That my energy was too big for his room

He will try

And he will try hard

 

But his heart will never let him forget

Thank you http://seanbidd.com/category/duets/ for another wonderful poem (:

Another duet by Sean and me https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/05/02/2034/

The thunder of a thousand hooves like late Autumn

Rains upon the Serengeti

Where leopards of the storm chase as the fading light dwindles

And we try to rekindle spring which was only a fling

Shhhhh

Because we promised never to speak of those thing

That grew puppet strings

Crossways of secrecy mingle with winter

Inviting summer to join in its drunken slumber

That bullied him wrong and turned loves emotion several notches to strong

And still I loved her turbulently

Diligently

Consistently

Blatantly

Loving her on purpose

Yet, all I want to hear are the sounds

The songs

But desperation takes too long

In the distant Rift Valley far from here

Between the faults of atmosphere

I peered into echoing goodbyes

And a trillion tears fell from my broken cries

Beneath the changing evening sky, bliss, sublime, nights

Where river veins unravel

To share cherished life

Filled with tales deep and ancient

Thoughts

Trapped

Tainted

The sun and moon

Conflicted

We missed it

Love 

Far from a dark heart which dances to the shadow

And light of distant times

As I listen to your voice in the lines of words

And I know if she could be anything

She’d be a bird

I hear her thoughts

Thoughts like those of a dreamer

A believer

A chance to redeem her

Of places

Take form above

Forgetting all that time has borrowed from a past

I wake

Knowing

That sometimes

Even dreams don’t last

The thunder of a thousand hooves like late Autumn

Rains upon the Serengeti

Here’s to you http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/05/01/daily-prompt-personal-space/ you rock!!

First I want to thank all the people who have given me awards. My blog has been award free since 2013 the stipulations are exhausting to say the least. However, I realize there are new bloggers just trying to be heard/ read and I most certainly take being read very seriously. It is not only the comments but the likes that make me smile. I don’t get paid to blog, although I wish I did, we all would probably be rich. So instead of simply replying to and unsuspected award by saying, “sorry dear this is an award free blog” I will recognize the giver. There are no stipulations on my recognition, I promise! Well, maybe one.

YOU MUST KEEP WRITING! (:

http://soundcloud.com/mentalnotes-1/if-i-could-be-anything-id-be-a

If I could be anything

I’d be a bird

I would chirp myself a love song

And anyone else who needed a tune

To heal our broken wing

I’d leave behind the world of words

That maliciously left me

 

If I could be anything

I’d be a bird

I’d chirp myself a new reality

And leave behind this human mentality

If I can be anything I’d be a bird

And at last

I’d be

FREE

My tear drops become a puddle

A puddle becomes a river

A river becomes an ocean

An ocean becomes emotion

Until I am at the bottom of the sea
***

 Quietly
***

 Speaking to the spirits

While crying

Crocodile Tears

She was the tear drop that birthed from my eye

That made my smile feel like fire

And cheek bones bloody from desires twisted wire

Cutting beneath how long its been

Purposely planting weeds

That grows vines underneath my skin

She was the crooked laughter

After the last chapter

That made water into rain

And made the journey feel like the deserts terrain

She was the tear drop in my eye

That made winter hot

And summer too cold

She was a tormented thought

Of being 20 years to old

She was the means to two ends

Shrouding knots for a dying amend

She was the ghost in my curve filled eyes

Who should live if I should die?

She was the teardrop inside my crooked laughter

http://soundcloud.com/mentalnotes-1/blood-lust-poetry

I felt his heart beat

And all I could imagine was my teeth ripping into this delicious meat

I smelled his blood mixed with the rain

And I felt his blood moving slowly through his vein

I felt my blood lust ooze from his kiss

My mouth watered and saliva fell from my lips

This town has long time been warned

The human that once lived in me

It seems like an eternity

And I still mourn

And so I walk with the dammed

Feeding off of the living

Sacrificial lambs

I have been 17 for over five hundred years

And there is nothing that scales this earth that I fear

He is human

And I am a vampire

My blood lust far exceeds

Even my strongest desires

 

But I love him

I bite him

And I loathe myself

And I will him

To never remember me

 

OK SO I WATCHED ALL THREE SEASONS OF THE VAMPIRED

DIARIES ON NETFLIX AND FELL IN LOVE

WITH THE SHOW

I’M HOOKED!