Nightmare

Falling, falling, falling
Help!

Falling, falling, falling
Won’t someone catch me?

Falling, falling, falling
It’s so dark

Falling, falling, falling
I’m so scared

Falling, falling, falling
Still falling

Falling, falling, falling
Still falling

Falling, falling
Please

Falling
Oh God help me!

I awaken from my nightmare!

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MEself

Combine Me, Myself and I
Why do I need to try?

Take MEself out of hiding
Have to keep on striving

Why?
Are you high?
The word is myself!
Meself is not a word!
You’re being absurd!

Is ME a word, is SELF a word?
I need to be heard.

Just listen; Please
MEself wants to feel at ease

Take care of I
Take care of myself
Take care of me
Take care of self
Take care of MEself

Get MEself out of the closet, off of the shelf.
Get MEself out of the dark, find my spark.

Sounds like I’m being selfish?
Well, I am-I have to be
Have to become whole to be me

Must let myself be MESELF!
Don’t you understand, can’t you see?
I’m dying inside—have to find the real me!

I’m stuck in a world where no one knows me.
I no longer know me.

So tired of pretending
Being lost.
Too great a cost!
It pains me
It pains self
It pains Meself.
Made up my mind that no longer will I feel this pain.
But…
What will remain?
A constant reminder---a stain
To remember to always be true to me, myself and I
MEself

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MASTERPIECE

You came to me all broken, torn up inside
You couldn’t go on, you said
You were tired of doing it yourself
You were ready to let me in
You were willing to let me finish what I started

For I built the mold, I am the artist
But you chose to take over and you did
This is not my work
You changed the sculpture all together
You are so fragile
No one can touch you for fear of breaking you
But I am not afraid
I am glad you came back to me
For I am the author, the creator, the finisher
I will touch you and I will break you and I will begin anew!

I must start from scratch for the original mold is old and worn
Are you ready to begin?
Yes
Then lay down, close your eyes and drift into a land of trust; restoration in process

Awake I say-you are still groggy
Awake I say-you can barely move
Awake I say-I feel different you say
Awake I say-I am you say-for the first time in a while

You smile
You thank me
You ask, “What is the cost?”
I say the price has been paid a long, long time ago.
WE knew you’d return
“We”? You ask
“WE”, I say
And I must admit you are one of HIS finest works!
A true work of art!
A MASTERPIECE!

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Your Kiss

As I lay in my bed, I feel a soft wind brush across my face. I close my eyes and wish that this breeze would last forever. It warmed me to the core of my soul. Suddenly, it was as if this wind had hands. He placed one underneath my chin and the other on the side of my face. Gently he lifts my head towards him. My heart is beating quickly. I start to lose my breath. Fear tries to take over but my love for him conquers. He whispers softly in my ear “I love you”. I want to tell him the same but before I could he kisses me ever so passionately. I feel as though I am drowning in a pool of ecstasy. The feel of his lips are like clouds. The taste of his mouth is like candy. Never have I been kissed like this before. Could this be a dream? Finally, I open my eyes and find myself looking into your sweet face. You kiss me again and I now know that this could not be a dream—all because of your kiss

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THY WILL BE DONE

They said I would never conceive
~ you will never be a mother ~
Conception would lead to miscarriage
~ you will never be a mother ~
Don’t fight the inevitable; the pain will be unbearable
~ you will never be a mother ~
Death would surely come
~ you will never be a mother ~
Then a voice said “Listen to ME!”
~ you will be a mother ~
BELIEVE IN ME!
~ You will be a Mother ~
MY WILL IS DONE!!!
“YOU ARE A MOTHER”

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UNDERSTANDING

Why can’t they understand us? Why do we have to explain over and over again the same story? It’s that time of the month: cramping, mood swings. “You don’t know what a woman goes through”.

“You’re faking”, they say. “Why can’t you understand”, we say. Men and women are so different but they don’t want to see that unless it suits them.

Why do we try to understand them? Why do we go out of our way to please them? I want some, give me some, I need some. “You don’t understand a man’s needs”. We give in.

Why? We want to understand.
Do they? Are their needs greater?

We think so because we tend to theirs and neglect our own.
“It’s okay, I’m used to it, He’s a man”. That’s what we say. There is always an excuse. When will we learn?
In order for them to understand; we must!

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The Other Woman

Don’t classify me
Don’t judge me
So negative, violent in many ways

Stays?

I can’t be, I won’t be
Will I?
Am I?

Beauty in its purest form
For me you were born
God knows all
She was just a rehearsal

In one breath you spew
Me with you for eternity
Marry me

I will
I am
The Other Woman

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Split Personality

Can I help you?
Let me do that for you!
Oh, I don’t mind.
I’m always here for you.

Get away from me
What do you want?
Leave me alone!
I can’t stand you!

Thank you for thinking of me.
You can count on me!
No problem
You are so special

Did I ask you for anything?
Don’t talk to me!
Get it yourself
Won’t call you; Don’t call me

You are so thoughtful
There’s nobody like you!
I love you!

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RAIN DROPS

I am sitting by the window with nowhere to go.
Looking at all of GOD’s glory trying to understand HIStory.
Is life fair? Do we really care? I think about this as I sit in my chair.
I feel myself staring, thinking, hoping, wanting.
I look up and see raindrops fall from the skies.
I realize that it’s raining but from my eyes
Weeping.
Crying.
When did the water begin? Where did it come from? My well--deep within.

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FREE!

Enslavement is a thing of the mind. We’ve been free for years right? Lincoln freed us. At least that’s what the history books say. What is FREE? Something that is given away without a price; nothing expected in return.
This is my meaning of the word. Let’s think about this for a minute. Are we really free? Why do we have to be FREE? Who gave them the power to choose? I don’t think the answer is that hard. Just think about it for a minute and I’m sure you’ll come up with it.

Today we celebrate Martin Luther King’s birthday. Part of his “I Have A Dream” speech was “Free at last, Free at last, Thank GOD Almighty, We’re Free at last. I wonder if he were alive today how would he feel. Would he think that we were FREE or would his definition of the word change with the times? Would he settle for THEIR meaning or would he keep striving for HIS? What do you think?

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Element of Surprise

Been so long, oh so long
Almost a year
Anticipating your arrival
The time has come
So scared, oh so scared
Ooh the pain
So much pain
Too much pain
I can’t do this
I want to give up
I can barely breathe
Just to tired
Wait, okay, I can do this
I have to do this
I’m ready for you
Are you ready for me?

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Dilemma

paralyzed with fear but yet so eager to fly
swollen with love yet afraid to try

filled with frustration yet not willing to give up
coming to a fork in the road yet I know the road to take

don’t know if I’m coming or going yet I’m not moving
have a speech prepared yet the words won’t come

physically ready yet mentally exhausted
time for everyone yet no time for me

what about you? what’s your dilemma?

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YOU NEVER LEFT ME ALONE

PROBLEMS ARISE ONE AFTER ANOTHER
EVERYWHERE I TURN A WALL GOES UP
DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO
I SAY TO MYSELF MY LIFE SHOULD BE EASIER
WHY
AM I BETTER THAN THE NEXT PERSON
NO
THEN WHAT AM I DOING WRONG
WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS
I CAN’T THINK OF ANYTHING
I FEEL SO ISOLATED—SO ALONE
SOMETHING’S MISSING
FATHER WHY
WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME
MY CHILD YOU SHOULD KNOW ME BY NOW
I NEVER LEFT YOU NOR WILL I EVER LEAVE YOU
YOU ARE THE ONE WHO LEFT
HOW DO YOU THINK THAT MAKES ME FEEL
BUT YOU HAVE THE POWER
THE POWER TO CHANGE ALL OF THAT
ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS REACH OUT
AND I’LL BE THERE

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Time on my side?

Time has no side
It is an element of infinity
Only allowing us a little piece of itself
We must make the most of this precious morsel
For time is promised to no one
It is merely a gift

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THINGS REMEMBERED

I am a little girl
Going to church
Jumping rope—slow, medium, fast
Hopscotch is so much fun
Racing up and down the street
Playing tag—you can’t catch me
Hot peas and butter, come and get your supper

I am a teenager
Going to school
Running track
First boyfriends
First love
First proposal
First heartbreak

I am a young lady
Innocence
Men
Parties
Boyfriend
Innocence gone

I am a woman
Wife
Lover
Mother
Care giver
Nurturer
I am a woman

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SWEET CHILD

You are mine only for a short while
But you are mine
GOD has plans for you
What I don’t know
I don’t know how long you will be with me
But you are mine
I will cherish our moments together
You are still so young
In my eyes you will always be young
So small, so innocent, so eager for knowledge
GOD has plans for you
But you are mine
If only for a while
My sweet child

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Q & A

why am I here
what shall I do
where am I going
how will I get there
who will be there for me

to serve me
keep my commandments
home
obey my word
I will

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Peace On Earth

Like chivalry, some believe you to be dead
Like honor, some think you’re non-existent
Like faith, some choose not to believe
Like love, some just don’t

I know you’re alive
I know you exist
I believe
I do

I won’t wait until the holidays: Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s Eve
I’ll practice all year
Just think if all were on one accord
Imagine our world
Imagine God always smiling upon us
Peace on Earth will become Peace within

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MOM AND DAD

How can I express the way I feel inside
Knowing that I could not have made it without you as my guide

There is no measurement of your constant sacrifices and unconditional love
You are strong—thanks to the man above

You gave tough love when you had to
Letting me know that each time it hurt you

On you I can always count
Words of wisdom, a listening ear, any amount

The years have rolled on
And now I am my own woman

I am a success—a star because of you
All the things you’ve done and still do

To you I will always be your first born
From you I will never be torn

This is to let you know just how much you mean to me
in my life you will always be

to mom and dad
best parents a girl can have

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Ménage A Trois

Let me whisper something in your ear, dear.
Before you yell or even dispel.

Let me whisper something in your ear, dear.
This has been on my mind for some time.

Let me whisper something in your ear, dear.
A fantasy--with you and me.

Let me whisper something in your ear, dear.
What I’m about to suggest, you might be in awe: A Ménage A Trois

Let me whisper something in your ear, dear.
Don’t speak; please listen to me.

Let me whisper something in your ear, dear.
Our love grows in every way--ever changing (for the better) everyday.

Let me whisper something in your ear, dear.
This experience with you; plus 2.

Let me whisper something in your ear, dear.
Your look is of intrigue; don’t know if I should renege.

Let me whisper something in your ear, dear.
You don’t have to answer just yet; let it marinate-let it set.

Let me whisper something in your ear, dear.
You are in my heart; from you I will never depart.

Let me whisper something in your ear, dear.
Whether yes or no; I won’t ever go.

Let me whisper something in your ear, dear.
It’s just a fantasy, you see, that can become a reality.

Let me whisper something in your ear, dear.
Je t’aime.

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MADE TO LAST FOREVER

WHY LOOK SO SAD? WHY DO YOU WEEP? CAN’T YOU SEE I’M HAPPY?
DON’T YOU SEE THE SMILE ON MY FACE? HOW AT PEACE I AM?

YOU JUST DON’T KNOW HOW LONG I WAITED FOR THIS…MY UTLIMATE VACATION! I HAVE BEEN PLANNING THIS TRIP FOR YEARS! I HAVE FINALLY SAVED UP ENOUGH…

BUT WE WERE SUPPOSED TO GO TOGETHER YOU WHINE.

THERE YOU GO THINKING IN THE NATURAL! WHAT HAVE I BEEN TELLING YOU ALL THESE YEARS? I GUESS YOU WEREN’T PAYING ATTENTION…
WELL LISTEN UP, BECAUSE THIS IS THE LAST TIME I WILL REPEAT…WE CAN’T DO EVERYTHING TOGETHER…EVERYONE WILL HAVE TO TAKE THIS TRIP ALONE…THIS JUST HAPPENED TO BE MY TIME. WHEN YOUR TIME COMES, I HOPE YOU HAVE PLANNED WELL AND SAVED.

DON’T YOU KNOW THIS IS THE FIRST DAY OF MY LIFE? I AM FINALLY FREE. I AM WITH DAD…AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT HE SAID TO ME? WELCOME HOME MY DAUGHTER! I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU.

THAT SHELL DOWN ON EARTH IS NOT WHO YOU WERE—YOU WERE ONLY IN TRAINING--PREPARING YOURSELF TO COME HOME. YOU WERE MADE TO LAST FOREVER; AND SO YOU SHALL BECAUSE YOU MADE DAILY DEPOSITS INTO YOUR ACCOUNT. TODAY IS THE DAY FOR YOUR FINAL WITHDRAWAL.

SO DON’T BE SAD FOR ME AND DON’T CRY. BE HAPPY, FOR WE ALL ARE MADE TO LAST FOREVER.

WHICH ACCOUNT ARE YOU DEPOSITING YOUR SAVINGS? ETERNAL LIFE OR ETERNAL DEATH?

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feMale Pysche

that which is responsible for one's thoughts and feelings; the seat of the faculty of reason

I don't pretend to even know the answer nor do I want to.
The male pysche is interesting to me. I like the fact that they keep me guessing. Men always say there's nothing to know: What you see, is what you get. This is soooo not true! Men are as complex as women. They just cover it up well. They don't want us to know the real person. They are sensitive, they are emotional, they gossip MORE THAN WOMEN!!!

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Earth Beneath Heaven

Two becoming one
I beneath
You above
Words unspeakable
Look up
Gaze down
Grounded yet rising upward
Higher and Higher
Pass the trees, pass the clouds
So unreal
Higher and Higher, reaching the pinnacle
Downward now
Floating softly
You take me to heaven
I bring you back to earth
One becoming two

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Breathless

Your love is so cosmic, organic, orgasmic, pure and unadulterated
The essence of my existence; of my being
My 5 senses are tingling!
I close my eyes and I can still see you, feel you, hear you, smell you, taste you
You, me, so close we are one: 1 heart, 1 mind, 1 body, 1 soul
We are each other’s reflection in a mirror
Close your eyes…look inside my mind…share your thoughts with me
Light so bright, blinding even
Laughter so smooth and mellow
Strength, warmth and passion, life, love
The purest form of you…your soul through your eyes
Shall I go on?

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A LOVE I NEVER KNEW

AT TIMES I SIT AND PONDER OVER MY LIFE
THINKING ABOUT THE MISERY AND STRIFE
UNTIL THE DAY I MET YOU
A LOVE I NEVER KNEW

THINKING ABOUT THE LONELY MOMENTS I HAD
UNTIL THE DAY I MET YOU
A LOVE I NEVER KNEW

THINKING ABOUT THE MANY TEARS I SHED
UNTIL THE DAY I MET YOU
A LOVE I NEVER KNEW

THINKING ABOUT BEING ALONE
UNTIL THE DAY I MET YOU
A LOVE I NEVER KNEW

NOW WHEN I START TO FEEL SAD
I JUST THINK ABOUT THAT SPECIAL
SOMEONE; A LOVE I NEVER KNEW
THAT LOVE I FOUND IN YOU

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WordMotion

Abbreviation, Affirmation, Annihilation, Assimilation
Castration, Commotion, Concentration
Devotion
Exaggeration
Fixation, Fluctuation, Frustration
Hesitation
Initiation, Invitation
Locomotion, Lovepotion
Masturbation
Notion
Occupation, Organization
Passion, Proposition
Quotation
Ration, Realization
Salvation, Seduction, Sensation, Stipulation
Temptation
Vegetation, Visualization, Vacation, Validation, Vibration

Wordmotion evokes Emmotion

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TIME

The night ended so quickly for us. Time passed by like the wind on a stormy day. There is never enough time in one day to tell you how I feel.
What is time? Time is an everlasting miracle that has a choice. And that choice is to give or take.

When he chooses to give, he gives you and me every moment of pleasure and pain—making the minutes seem like forever.

When he chooses to take, he makes the days and nights fly by leaving us vulnerable—wanting that extra time together that we know we will never possess.

Time is here for a special purpose and that purpose is unknown to any man.
But if I could make time stand still for just one minute, that minute would be a lifetime as long as it’s with you.

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Therapy

Soothe my mind
Soothe my body
Soothe my soul
Soothe my spirit

No more struggling with my identity; it’s called therapy
No more worry; it’s called therapy
No more feelings’ it’s called therapy
No more me; it’s called therapy

Soothe my mind
Soothe my body
Soothe my soul
Soothe my spirit

Let me start my saying that I have nothing against therapy. This poem is about the PERSON--letting therapy consume his/her life to the point of it taking over. He/She can no longer function without it. The person becomes addicted to the very thing that should help him/her lead a healthy life. There are many forms of therapy- from the church to medical to professional-all types are needed.

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Suicide: The Walking Dead

My mind is not of this world
Nor do I want it to be
There’s much to learn, much to know

I have so many questions that need to be answered
Will you answer?
Probably not
But guess what?
I won’t be deterred
Deterred from asking, from seeking, to finally knowing

I will ask the dreaded
I will ask the unmentionable
I will ask the unthinkable

You will not be the end of me
My mind is not of this world
Nor do I want it to be

For you see
Knowledge is Life
Anything less is
SUICIDE

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Riddle!

Everyone has me but not common to everybody.
What am I?

Follow the clues:
(Whispers)
Don’t do it.
You shouldn’t.
You know better.

(Screams)
Listen to me.
I know best.
You’ll regret it.

(Faintly) You won’t use me—getting weak! Please don’t let me vanish…you have to listen!
It’s not that hard…I’m your guard.

I’m here for you.
I don’t want to go.
Can I stay?
Should I stay?
Will I stay?
Have it your way.

Everyone has me but not common to everybody.
What am I?

Hence, I am: ___________________________.

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Puzzles

You are a like a mystery I have to solve
Fill in the blank
Up Down Diagonal Across
Letters Words Numbers
Stimulating my mind
Oh you stumped me
Let me think, let me think
Wait, I got it
Scramble Unscramble Circle
Jigsaw Brainteasers Word Seek
Don’t help me I can find it
Logic Problems
Who What When Where
Match Up
Find the identical pictures
Sum Totals
Hey math wizard
Alphabet Plus
Change the word into a new word
Concentration
Mixed Clues: letters, numbers, words, pictures
Have to guess the answer
Give me a chance I’ll figure it out
Thought you had me didn’t you
Next

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Outside In

Are you looking at me?
What do you see?
I hope it’s my inner beauty!

Am I glowing, am I radiant?
Or do you look right through me as though transparent?

Stop staring at me!
Tell me what it is you see!

Don’t look me up and down, front to back, side to side
The real me I refuse to hide!

If you must; look into my eyes
For there you will see; no lies

So are you ready to tell me what you see?
There’s no need

For I know who I see: ME!

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missing you

the nights that you’re not with me
it’s so hard to sleep.
i close my eyes and i see
your face.
i turn to where you sleep
and you’re not there.
there is always something to remind
me of you.
your presence is always around.
i am missing you and this feeling will build and build until you’re with me again.

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MELODY OF MARY

I HEAR SOMETHING; THE SOUND IS SO SWEET
SHH, WAIT, LISTEN…IT’S MARY’S MELODY
YOU CAN’T HEAR IT? THEN YOU’RE NOT LISTENING
SEE THE SONG IN HER EYES? THEY’RE GLISTENING

LOOK AT HER FACE-HOW BRIGHTLY IT SHINES
NOT SOMETIMES BUT ALL THE TIME
YOU STILL AN’T HEAR? LISTEN CLOSELY
SHH, IT’S MARY’S MELODY

SO INTENSE; ALL I CAN SAY IS ‘WOW!’
THE WORDS I CAN MAKE OUT NOW

CANCER, MY LIFE YOU TRIED TO STEAL
BUT GUESS WHAT? I AM HEALED
STROKE MY BODY YOU TRIED TO MAIME
BUT GUESS WHAT? GOD CAME!

LOOK AT MY ARMS, MY LEGS—GETTING STRONGER EVERYDAY
GOD IS NOT FINISHED WITH ME YET/ THERE’S STILL MORE FOR ME TO SAY
TAKE MY VOICE?! ARE YOU SERIOUS?
GOD’S BUSINESS IS DELIVERANCE

OVER MY AREMS, MY LEGS, MY BODY---YOU’VE LOST CONTROL
FOR YOU SEE—GOD HAS MADE ME WHOLE
YES, THIS IS MY MELODY
AN HONOR GOD HAS BESTOWED UPON ME

ALL OF THE PAIN WILL BE GONE AFTERWHILE
BECAUSE I AM HIS CHILD
I WON’T COMPLAIN; FOR THIS IS MY RACE
AND I WON’T LOSE BECAUSE GOD HAS SET THE PACE

YES THIS IS MY MELODY; AN HONOR GOD HAS BESTOWED UPON ME
YES THIS IS MY MELODY; AN HONOR GOD HAS BESTOWED UPON ME
YES THIS IS MY MELODY; AN HONOR GOD HAS BESTOWED UPON ME


THE MELODY OF MARY--FROM GOD, TO YOU, FROM ME--I LOVE YOU!

Written for my cousin Mary Katherine (Frazier) Oxford.


These are struggles that Kat (this is what her family calls her) has been dealing with. But I see the miracles God has given her. She is determined to not let her ailments get the best of her. She is walking, she is talking, she is smiling—beating the odds everyday!

Kat, I am so proud of you for not giving up! No one but God knows why He chose such a flower as his vessel and you bloom everyday! You are an inspiration to me. What an honor to call you family.

God has placed it upon my heart not only to write a poem for you; also to dedicate “Soaring On China’s Cloud: A Motion of Words”---my first book of poems, to you. This is your bouquet of flowers while you live here on earth. I love you.

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Hypnotic

Looking into your eyes
I get so lost
You’ve cast your spell
You put me under
Your wish is my command
I can’t help myself
Your stare gets to my core
I am so open, so raw
It hurts ohhh sooo good
All I can say is hypnotize me some more!

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EMPTY SHELL

Since you’ve been gone things haven’t been the same. I don’t want to do anything. I can’t eat or sleep. I don’t want to go on. It isn’t fair. Why did you have to leave? You know that I needed you here; still do. I told you that over and over and you still left. Are you that selfish? You only thought of yourself. I am in a daze like some kind of zombie.

It’s your fault. You told me you loved me, would never hurt or leave me. Was that all a lie? Yes, because you did all of those things. Everything reminds me of you. My life is gone. I lived for you—gave my all to you. Now what am I supposed to do? I don’t want to go on. When you left you took me with you. Why did you do that? Why? Why?

Do I really want to know the answer? Am I afraid of what I’ll find out? No. I already know the answer to my question. I am jealous. GOD chose you instead of me. You have no more worries. You’re with HIM while I’m down here still dealing with everyday life. You have it easy now.

When you left, I had your going away service. I didn’t call it a funeral because I wanted you to come back. It was not for you; it was for me. I needed something to cling onto. I felt as long as I could see you; you’d still be here with me. I can’t explain it. When I couldn’t see you anymore that’s when it hit me. I have never felt so empty.

I am the one who is selfish. I wanted to keep you here with me. What if I was the one HE chose? Then you would probably be saying the same things. I don’t want to feel this way. I guess it is human nature. You wouldn’t understand that now. You are an angel helping your FATHER take care of HIS business. I wonder what your job will be. It must be very important.

Who am I to question GOD? He loaned you to me. Now that HE needs you I don’t want to give you back to him. You were never mine to give. That’s why HE doesn’t ask our permission. He knows that the answer would be a selfish one every time.
With time I know that I will be just fine. GOD will help me to understand. I just want you to know that while down here you were loved—you will always be loved. Never will you be forgotten.

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DREAMS

DARING TO
REALIZE MY POTENTIAL
EVERYDAY OF MY LIFE AND
ACCEPTING THAT TRYING DEFEATS FAILURE
MAKING THEM A
SUCCESS

DRIVEN TO
RISK IT ALL
EVEN WHEN
AFRAID TO
MEET CHALLENGES HEAD BY NOT PLAYING
SAFE

DESIRES ARE
REBORN AND AM
EAGER TO FULFILL MY DESTINY AS I
AWAKEN FROM A DEEP SLEEP TO A
MAJESTIC
SENSE OF ACCOMPLISHMENTS

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ASHAMED

WHO IS SHE? LOOK AT HER, SHE THINK SHE CUTE. SHE AIN’T ALL THAT WITH HER HIGH YELLA SELF.

HEY! WHO DAT GIRL-SHE IS FLY! HOW YOU DOIN’ RED BONE?

LIGHTSKIN! CAN I GET THOSE DIGITS?

MAN, DON’T WASTE YOUR TIME; LIGHT BRITE IS STUCK UP.

THAT’S RIGHT MAN, HIGH YELLOW MEANS HIGH MAINTENANCE.

WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? WHITEGIRL WANNABE!!!! TRYIN TO WALK LIKE THEM; TALK LIKE THEM; LOOKIN DOWN YOUR NOSE AT US; TRYIN TO FRONT; GIRL, WHO YOU TRYIN TO FOOL? YOU BLACK JUST LIKE US!

AM I? YOU SAY I’M BLACK “JUST LIKE YOU”. IF SO, WHY DEGRADE ME? WHY AM I LABELED BECAUSE OF THE COLOR OF MY SKIN?

WHO’S THE NEW GIRL? DON’T KNOW; SOME DARKIE THAT JUST TRANSFERRED HERE. MAKE SURE YOU STEER CLEAR OF HER—OUR KIND HAS TO STICK TOGETHER.

SHE SO BLACK, SHE PURPLE!

YEAH, BUT LOOK AT HER SKIN, IT LOOKS SO SMOOTH.

GIRL-SHE SO BLACK, IF SHE WENT OUT AT NIGHT, SHE’D DISAPPEAR!

THE BLACKER THE BERRY, THE SWEETER THE JUICE!

MAN! WHO IS THAT?! SHE IS A NUBIAN PRINCESS. I SURE WOULD LIKE TO TALK TO HER!

AFRIKAAN QUEEN?! YEAH RIGHT! MORE LIKE TAR BABY! WHAT YOU NEED TO DO IS TAKE YO BLACK ASS BACK TO AFRICA WHERE YOU BELONG. MISS “POWER TO THE PEOPLE”! ALL YOU DOIN IS STIRRING UP TROUBLE. DON’T TRY TO BRING US TOGETHER—WE DON’T WANT TO BE AROUND YOUR KIND!! YEAH, I’M BLACK BUT THE “RIGHT” KIND OF BLACK.

ARE YOU? YOU SAY YOU’RE BLACK “JUST LIKE ME”. IF SO, WHY DEGRADE ME? WHY AM I LABELED BECAUSE OF THE COLOR OF MY SKIN?

LISTEN!

WE COME IN ALL COLORS AND SHADES: FROM THE PALEST OF YELLOWS TO THE DARKEST OF BROWNS. WE ARE ALL BEAUTIFUL. LOVE YOUR SKIN. THIS IS THE COVERING GOD CHOSE FOR YOU TO WEAR.

DON’T BE ASHAMED OF YOUR GARMENT—BE PROUD! FOR YOU WERE MADE IN THE IMAGE OF HIS LIKENESS! AND OH HOW YOU SHINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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An Angel’s Kiss

I knew you were there
For I felt your presence, your love, and heard your words.
The sound so beautiful, like the singing of birds.

Opening my eyes, I saw you standing there.
I took one last breath, shed one last tear.

No longer feeling pain or in the way of harm.
For I am with my heavenly Father, enveloped in His arms.

Upon this earth I no longer roam.
God has moved me into my new home.

Oh how pretty and the smell so sweet.
The Great One I finally got to meet.

So don’t cry tears of sorrow for me
I am at peace.
Yes I got my wings and with the angels I sing.

And when you feel the wind amidst,
Know that it’s from me…An Angel’s Kiss.

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Soaring on China’s Cloud

Poetry is like art
There’s no right or wrong way to interpret
Purest form whether written, spoken or acted
It’s unique as you are

As you soar on china’s cloud
Feel free, enveloped, loved
Elevated to heights never experienced or envisioned

Let my words soothe your mind, open your heart, and entice your soul
Experience me
Know me as some may never know me
As I have come to know myself

For you see, before I could soar on china’s cloud
I had to come out of the darkness
Embrace life—find my cloud

Will you soar?

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The Sacred Us

I received this email today from a cousin of mine. Many people may think that they will be controlled by their husbands if they submit but that's not so. Trust me-you will be blessed if you follow God's word and not man's. Read with an open mind, soak it in, really think about the article and enjoy!



February 22, 2007

The Sacred Us

By Amy Carroll

Titus 2: 3-5, "…teach the older women to be reverent in the way they live… (and) to teach what is good. Then they can train the younger women to love their husbands and children, to be self-controlled and pure, to be busy at home, to be kind and to be subject to their husbands, so that no one will malign the word of God." (NIV)

Devotion:

She didn't even know that I was watching her. Friends of mine had told me that a woman at our church named Deborah had decided to never speak negatively about her husband. Although I truly loved my husband and thought he was wonderful, he wasn't perfect. I wondered what's the real harm in complaining about him some to friends and coworkers who have plenty to say about their husbands?

Just hearing about Deborah's commitment challenged my heart. I began to watch her and her husband for signs of a difference. I also listened to her carefully to see if she really stuck to it. She did, and the fruits of her faithfulness were obvious. Deborah and John had been married far longer than I had, and also had three beautiful children, but they acted like they were still on their honeymoon. Their devotion was untarnished by the mistrust and bitterness caused by a critical heart and complaining lips.

I haven't done it perfectly, but I now catch myself when I start to "vent" or complain about my husband. I think about how terrible I would feel if I walked into a room and heard him speaking negatively about me. Women seem to struggle much more in this area, but I think it's a place where God is calling us to greater self-control.

I've seen lots of fruit in my marriage, too. When I speak well of my husband, I tend to think well of him too. He has so many virtues???why should I focus on his few little imperfections? Praising my husband to my friends actually grows my love for him, and that's always a good thing. I also don't ever have to worry about what I've said that might be repeated to him.

I have come to believe strongly in something I call "The Sacred Us." We have a bond that is stronger than any bond I have with another person. There are things that only the two of us share. Although I LOVE to talk, I don't need to tell everybody everything.

If there are problems between the two of us, I can always pour out my heart to God, and scripture encourages us to do just that. I also have cultivated relationships with several godly, truth-telling women who love my husband as much as they love me. They will listen, offer godly counsel and tell me in a skinny minute if I'm the one who's wrong. This type of women are the only ones to share problems with when we need someone with whom we can pray and problem-solve.

Let's you and I resolve to be the "Deborah" amongst our friends. Without even knowing it, she changed many of the marriages in our church for the better. I desire to be that godly example so that the bond between my husband and I is strengthened day by day but also so that the world would see a difference and that God would be glorified.

Dear Lord, please help me to control my tongue. I need your help to praise my husband instead of criticizing or complaining. In times of crises or conflict, remind me to turn to you first. Bring godly women into my life that will join with me in this endeavor so that we can encourage each other. In Jesus' Name, Amen.

Application Steps:

Pay attention to the topics in talks with your friends. How often does the conversation turn to criticism of husbands? Stop yourself when you begin to join in!

Cultivate friendships with other women who are committed to positively speaking of their husbands and hold each other gently and lovingly accountable.

Reflections:

How do I want my husband to speak of me?

Do I hold myself to that same standard?

Do You Know Him?

Power Verses:

Philippians 2:14, "Do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like stars in the universe…" (NIV)

Psalm 141:3, "Set a guard over my mouth, O Lord; keep watch over the door of my lips." (NIV)

James 1: 26, "If anyone considers himself religious and yet does not keep a tight rein on his tongue, he deceives himself and his religion is worthless." (NIV)

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It's Been A While!!!

It's Been A While But I'm Back!!! What can I say? Life happens! Just an update...I have been working on puplishing my book of poems. Hopefully it will be out this year. Pray for me. Will post some of them to get feedback. Be honest....constructive criticism goes a long way. Don't worry I'm strong. I can take it...lol

Anyway, i'm glad to be back.

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I CAN DO ALL THINGS THROUGH CHRIST WHICH STRENGTHENS ME.
~Phillipians 4:13~

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