LIFE

Feature: Gwendolyn Brooks

“Art hurts

Art urges voyages

– and it is easier to stay at home.”

“Be careful what you swallow

Chew!”

 

 

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HE LOVES ME TO LIFE! (POETRY W/AUDIO)

You touch me in places

Foreign to lingering lust

Where blood flows heavy

And veins pump deeper than an oceans rush

You take me over mountains

You make waters flow from some of the driest, emptiest of fountains

Hidden in a dream

You gave me babies to love me and called them queens

You sunk me into life

Long before I became your wife

You pumped love into my veins

And quoted scripture to repair my broken brain

What a tedious job picking locks and whispering through rusted chains

With nothing to gain

You

Loved

Me

You

Loved me

To

Life

WAITIN” ON ME (POETRY)

 

Wishing I was anorexic to throw up this mess

Heart pounding through my chest

Pedestrians moving slow just to watch this train wreck

In the midst of all the confusion

I try so hard to defuse them

To refuse them

The thoughts that sought after me

As I walk in the valley of the shadow of death

I fear all evil

 

The reason is treason is why those things hunt for me

And melts my candles dry way before that 100th try

Grown in my pants doing the happy dance

Transforming sin

Only to begin the noise again

Like wolves in the night

The eye can’t see what the mind tries so hard to fight

Scrambling and fighting for what’s right with the wrong

Because God takes too long

Want to live not relive the forgotten, because the roots rotten

But I still try as my dreams fly by

I ain’t fuckin’ around with that evil sound that keeps talkin’ to me and comin’ to me, and wantin’ me!

And the light always shines on my weary soul!

In my heart of heart there’s something I know I need to do

But I can’t remember because I keep falling asleep

Wake me up from this possession I’m in

This desperation I’m in

Nailed to my own personal cross of sorrow

Waiting for tomorrow

To turn it all around!!!!

Before I hear that sadistic sound that knows my name and has everything to gain

But I’m back in that empty room

My own personal tomb

That I dressed up with flowers

Knick knacks

And curtains

To cover the cinder blocks that took me too long to stack

Some little girls waiting for me!

Some little girl is waiting for me!

Some little girl is waiting just for me!

And been waitin’ and waitin’

And she ain’t waitin’ for my sad to take me away

She got some things she got to say

Like

What took you so long?

SUMMERS WILDFLOWERS (POETRY DUET W/ SEAN BIDD)

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/

HIM (POETRY)

My heart has been suctioned from my chest

Unfortunately

There are very few pieces left

Feeble attempts at trying to mask

This impossible task

I asked God to send me some angles

I need armies of them

And I need them fast

He is not him

And I realize I have victimized myself again

My days seen mundane

And there is a constant storm brewing in my brain

My nerves are scard

And my days seem like centuries behind these tortured bars

Moving from the chatter won’t matter

Because the only one I want is

Him

Please God just give him back

DARK PLACES “VS” SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL ( RANDOM THOUGHTS)

Well bloggers, as some of you know I have some how shifted my writing from my past life of addiction to something very dark. My book Mental Notes http://www.amazon.com/Mental-Notes-ebook/dp/B005VX0WL8/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1353151329&sr=1-1&keywords=MENTAL+NOTES+BY+LATOYA+HARRIS was published last year and was my liberation. My mission was to expose this dirty disease called addiction and I think I did a great job at that. Then I got my heart broken while learning who I really am. What I mean is God was working on me and I interupted His process and It brought up all sorts of issues from childhood. Things I thought I had burried a long time ago, rejection, abandonment, abuse, fear, fear of what, I dont know. I got my heart broken this year and thus came this little girl I never realized I utilized so much https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/category/avatar-part-1/ I wrote her into my life and even named her My Avatar.

My first dark poem was “You will stay with me till the very end” https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2012/07/24/you-will-stay-with-me-until-the-very-end/ This was the beginning of my heart break and this poem SCARED THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! I asked myself, self,  WTF IS THIS CRAZY SHIT YOU JUST WROTE,,LOL talking to myself as I sometimes do (: So, I have been stuck on the dark side every sinse and I am desprate to find my way back to Something Beautiful.

This years life lesson has been life changing. I am  still not certain how grateful I am for them  because it was and still is very painful, but boy, oh boy did I get it this time, the lesson. This is my second time having to repeat this lesson, but I finally got it, life is that way.

So bloggers my mission is to write Something Beautiful and I will!

This is a challenge to self, Something Beautiful (:

Happy New Year, I wish you all the best of everything and I mean that!

THE BEST OF EVERYTHING, AND SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL (: