Thursday, June 11, 2015

HIBOTAN🌙🌵

Do not shower me with flowers
Be the water, quench my thirst
Do not over water, drown me
Leave me room for growth

Be the caring hands, transplant me
When the world around becomes too trifling 
When roots are overcrowded tipping
Over, falling unbalanced from overgrowth

Be sustenance, feed my mind
Pollinate my every thought
Propagate my offspring - respect
Support and kindness to all you come across

When all the work, care and nurturing
Become too much to maintain
With trimming shears, remove what needs to
Careful not to cut yourself

Be constant in your resolve, do not fear 
I will not wither or dry out
Do not startle, or be confounded to find
I was never a delicate rose,
still a cactus bloom


Monday, June 1, 2015

I wish ...

                         Photo: @rebelesoteric 

I wish I didn’t care

       When and if you think of me

       If you knew the amount of times 

       You cross my mind’s eye

       Would it be foolish of me

I wish I didn’t care

       Where it is you might be

       Hundreds of miles away

       Perhaps trudging over wet sand

       Maybe holding another’s hand

I wish I didn’t care

       To know who that might be

       Do they appreciate what I did

       Are you content, fulfilled, inspired

       Do they take my place 

                                  as your biggest fan

I wish I didn’t care

       What you do with the time

                                                once mine

       Do you carve out space in your life

       For new memories, travel

       Remember the helicopter ride

I wish I didn’t care

       Why you decided the one wasn’t me

       Though you swore 

                               we were meant to be

       Too good to be true, I thought

       Yet still believed

I wish I didn’t care 

       Enough to wish you well

       And just be

  

   C’est la vie

 

                 

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

#ferguson


My heart is heavy
My mood somber
Finding it hard to express
While my mind wonders

So much injustice 
In these modern times 
The more things change
The more they stay the same

Another brother taken
Too young, too soon
A mother, father, grandmother 
A whole community mourns 

Angry words to the already insulted
Tear gas, though already crying
Rubber bullets shot at the already wounded
Barrickading the already imprisoned

By preconceived notions
Centuries of hatred and poison 
Treated as second class citizens 
Expected to bow down and take it

Thursday, April 9, 2015

So much more...


I'm so much more than tits,
So much more than thighs.
Still you tried to trick me,
To let you come inside.

Down played perceived imperfections,
Falsified affection.
Played the part to a tee,
Trying to claim your stake on me.

Painted a pretty picture,
Conjured up a nice story.
Weaseled your way into my head,
With hopes of getting a little head.

No longer the girl you used to know,
Falling for pretty, smooth talking romeos.
Into a woman I've grown,
Hustling & getting my own.

I'm so much more than what you see,
So much more than a pretty face & curved lines.
Still you tried to step,
Come at me with the same tired line.

Pretty things may be appealing,
Don't even get me started on shoes.
But even I know it's time to let go,
When the souls have worn through.

There's so much more to me,
So much more than you will ever see.
See this? Me drawing the line,
Protecting my heart, dignity & mind.

I'm so much more than a silly crush,
Worth so much more than infatuation.
Bigger than what you fed, a fantasy.
Don't believe me? Just look at my reality.

I'm so much more, so let by gones be.
Immaturity & insecurities did you a favor.
I'm just getting started, yet
Already more than you're equipped to handle.

Whatever it wasn't, let it be - Absolved.
You once said I'm the smartest 
Woman you've known,
How do you like your knowledge served?


Photo Edit: Sonia Rebeles 
www.rebelesoteric.com


Monday, March 23, 2015

Scent of a man

Rain kissed Chihuahuan desert 
Magnolias lingering 
In the night's summer breeze 
Intoxicating, addicting like 
Honeysuckle to a bee

Grounding,
Relaxing Lavender
Exotic jasmine infused oil,
Luxurious roses, hyacinths
Welcoming spring

Frankincense, myrrh
Venerable, heavenly blessing
Cleansing, 
Purifying burning sage
None compare to his

Pheromones
Exiting, enticing to me
Stimulate ol factory
Elicit ancient memories of my
Nubian King



Thursday, March 12, 2015

My Child, My Sweet



My child, my sweet
How I've waited so,
Impatiently to see you,
To hold you, to meet you

Carried you in my womb 
Kept you safe and warm
Fed you, read to you
'Til you were ready, full term

Yet on that day, of your birth
The same person I was no more
With your first breath, with your first cry
It was you who gave me life. 

Thursday, March 5, 2015

I thrive

Photo by: @rebelesoteric 

I will thrive
For every stick and stone
For every evil word
Burns my desire 

For every lie and indiscretion
For every callous
Back hand 
I will thrive 

For the power 
Of my silence 
Is no longer
Yours to keep

For only weak
Resort to violence 
Powerless over me
I thrive