Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Friday, September 9, 2016

God is Trying To Tell You Something


Another sleepless night
Where has sleep gone?
(Can’t sleep at night and you’re wondering why
Maybe God is trying to tell ya something)
Well I’m listening.

The all night itching is becoming more and more
Unbearable as I scratch my skin until it bleeds
Leaving behind small sores reminiscent of
Chicken pox and ashes
How did I get here?

I still won’t bend but had I known cheap gin,
Whiskey, and the notion of invincibility would  lead me here
I would have better tended to my own affairs and
Less time on Facebook tending to theirs.
But it’s too soon to write my end…

Until then
I am up listening to crickets and
Listening for the Lord
Shhh…
God is trying to tell me something.
-bdapoet

Monday, October 19, 2015

The Voodoo you do

Marie Laveau. 
Is that you? 
Teach me. Taunt me. 
The Voodoo you do. 

Queen of Dark Arts 
You reign supreme. 
How shall we wake our 
Folk from this dream.

Living nightmare they 
Know not who they are. 
Their power fastly fading 
Like that of falling stars.

Thursday, October 15, 2015

trite rhyme 33

Simon Salamander fell in love with Bobby Blue Jay.
The two lived together for almost a decade.
They ate bologna, chips and drank kool-aid.
Never bothering with silly things people did say.

Late nights they danced to the tunes of the O’Jays
And in the morning they slept until almost noon day.
They celebrated every single minute as if it were the last day.
They laughed and loved and kissed each other without delay.

For surely the two were considered insane
Never heeding to life’s routine
Never falling for the games people played-
Like a salamander I'm looking and praying for my Jay.

Thursday, October 8, 2015

Got to be Me

You say I'm the
Apple of your eye
But I don't want that
Responsibility
I can't be liable for my
Mood swings and
How they may affect you

Though unintentional
I'm working on it
Yoga and green tea smoothies
Seem to help but
Like most things
There's no guarantee at
Least not with me.

I love like shooting stars
Suddenly appearing and
Disappearing in dark clear skies
Crickets and frogs sing in
Unison while the night breeze cause
Goose bumps to appear on our skin
A nipple hardening chill
A moment indescribable
That's how I love.

I can't be responsible for
Managing phone calls and
Remembering dates or
Providing details of my whereabouts
I live in the moment savoring
Each and every eventful episode of
My life forgoing transcripts and details
That's how I love.

II. - The drama

 A puddle a creek a river a leak
The thing they have in common is
The power to build and destroy
To birth and besiege to heal and live
Free like the ocean and its breeze and
The lucky old sun and new borns breathing
Air for the first time living so free
Unconfined by titles and labels and stipulations
And circumstance like in that Sting song…
“If you love somebody, if you love someone, set them free...you can't control an independent heart.”

And that's how I love but I'm down if you are.

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

we are

We pain
We change
We love
We lose
We hope
We despair
We laugh
We share
We argue
We fight
We break
We bite
We kick
We scream
We shit
We dream

We suffer
We cringe
We clean
We mend
We search
We find
We live
We shine
We carry
We score
We cry
We war
We bury
We waste
We fuck
We taste


We tax
We spend
We lie
We pretend
We recover
We recite
We pledge
We unite
We bully
We bleed
We bruise
We lead
We pick
We choose
We drink
We abuse

We wonder
We take
From slumber
We wake
Over time
We realize
We're out
Our minds
We haste
To replace
The friend
We disgraced
So jealous
We are
The competition
Selfie star.

Sunday, June 28, 2015

finally

he was weird and i loved him for it
bold outspoken and unapologetic and
i loved him for it
unbothered and unconsumed with the
ways and worries of the world
often enjoying anime, mozart and meek mill
and i loved him for it

we hunted through thrift stores
looking for lost treasure
a long forgotten chair or an
abandoned appliance
once we found an antiquated jewelry box
with two matching bands inside
from that moment on we knew

and i loved him for the simple
outlook he had on life and loving
it made me want to live and be more
it gave me hope and courage and
restored my faith in god and man and
i loved him for loving me enough to free me
allowing me to be me without condition

countless memorable moments
we would share contemplating
life and love and technology and african mysticism
while learning yoga, taking day trips to the beach
karaoke and eating burgers and brussels sprout my
singing off key and belly doesn't  bother him at all
he loved me for it

as fairy tales with happy endings go
we eventually said our i do’s
not at the approval of congress or christians or anyone for
church and state and salesmen were not allowed inside our home
our witnesses were a plant, some goldfish, and a puppy
their being was enough the only company we needed and
we loved them for it.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

mama

mama envisioned a life for me
her baby boy her pride and joy
but not like this
not like this

mama urged me to play with boys
no girly toys for her little boy
but not like this
not like this

i know she dreamed someday
i would marry and raise a family
but not like this
no not like this

mama if there’s one thing you
should understand you did well
in making me a man just not the
kind you had in mind

through dark days and cold nights
you kept us warm gave up your life
countless were your sacrifices and
i just wanna say thank you ill say it
again and again
i just wanna say thank you

Thursday, February 19, 2015

His

He makes me wanna dance on my tippy toes
A pirouette or something silly ballet dancers do
I wanna be his nut cracker I wanna smell his shoes
I wanna be his everything I wanna be faithful

I caught a falling star I found my pot of gold
He is everything I wished and hoped for
The four leaf clover for my soul

I’m on a mountain as high as the clouds
I’ve kissed an angel I can’t find my way down
I’ve forgotten every pain I’ve ever felt
Every lover that ever left

I wanna be his water the rain that cleanse his soul
I wanna be the whisper in his ear
I wanna be his wings as we soar through the air

I wanna be the beauty that beams from his face
I wanna sleep beside him until our very last breath
I wanna be in his arms forever.