muse. (to all the people, places and things in my atmosphere that guides and inspires my air......thank you)

you give and i receive
i can't breathe if you don't beat
like parallel souls parallel rhythms parallel minds
we must've been sistas in another lifetime.

like my writing spar
i catch when you throw
sending me back to the drawing board
to write and re-formulate my verbs and adverbs
word.

waxing pen to paper
the only instruments i abuse
like a metaphor and simile fuse
you must've been the tenth daughter of Mnemosyne and Zeus
muse.

closing my eyes (to see you)
closing my mind (just to hear you)
hoping that you're listening too
to my inspirational yet contradictive blues.

i am learning through you.

you are....
bringing the game higher
making spoken word flyer, sista you're
making me step up to your plane
thinking, dreaming, believing, we're one and the same
i will continue to grow, i will forever listen to your sound
for your are the lyrics, words and music in my songs.

thank you.

LOVE.

you gotta take your time
gotta take it slow
gotta have a lil patience
and give love the room to grow
you gotta...
nurture it
respect it
breathe it
feed it

you gotta...
reflect it
water it
walk it
you gotta...
talk to it

love needs...
emotions
injections
unconditional-ism
intellectualism

love seeks...
duality
spirituality
understanding
acceptance

take your time Love
let love find it's wings
let it find the courage to sing
let it be the reason for your becoming
and you will be overflowing with the joy it brings.

I know I am.....

Beautiful...(sistasoul)

you are in the seeds of the soil that birthed this earth
your womb has carried the weight of this universe
you are the rhythm in R&B and the poetry in jazz
you are all the beats and bars that music has
you are....
the quiet storm when the noise of this world gets too loud
for you are individual.......even in a crowd
sista, tell me, what is the colour of your soul?
is it as blue as the oceans and as priceless as gold?
how is it you always sound so good whenever you sing
is your voice that of the highest Seraphim?
you have cried the endless tears of your men and your children
sacrificing your life so they could have a fruitful beginning
you are the in ending of my favourite lullaby
you are the God in my heart and the gospel in my eye
all the emotions and thoughts of a human being
you give me that soul power to light the dark in my seeing
feeding me with the confidence to recognize i am only human
stumbling, loving, falling, rising, i am every woman
i am proud to walk next to you, proud to step in your shoes
cause you are raising the bar the closer i get to you
constantly leaving your footprints for others to aspire to
i am readjusting the light just to get a better view
for you are the reasons behind my cocoa rich spirituals
sista soul you are a mother, a sister, a friend...

....and you are beautiful.

dis brotha'

...ripped my heart out with his rhyme
damn! we used to have good times
memories cross my mind now and again
i just couldn't help the way i felt 'bout him
here i go driving down memory lane....
thinking back on those sexy times
when i wanted lemonade he was my lime
gave me a dollar when all i needed was a dime
damn! he was so fly, so fine
we used to have the best of times
recently been wondering how he spends his time -
and with who, now that our present is the past
memories jumping out at me in old photographs
our lives together were like the indentations in new paragraphs
he could as easily as with a silly face evoke a laugh
i was the free thought ingenue, he was witty half
thinking back on it i know we couldn't last
was feeling like a caged bird wings growing fast
and him being stifled by the shadows he'd cast
but damn! we sure did have a blast!
we sure did have great times
sometimes i miss him and his rhymes.

dis brotha' was part of my becoming.

SoulBrotha'

i want you to be everything you set your mind to

i want you to work hard and be fruitful
i want us to nurture a love that will never fade and
i don't want to be punished for the mistakes others have made
i want you to wax poetic and move me with your words
i want you to speak to me with a tongue others ain't never heard
i want you to be open, honest, seek and fear God too
we don't have promised tomorrows but he is waiting for you
to be the beautiful man he created in his own image
recognizing the race is also for those who finish
i want to see the light with you and let us walk towards it
i want you to admit when you're wrong and wear the cap if it fit
i want you to be brave for others but show your weaknesses to me
and me only, see, i'm trying to be as clear as i can honestly be
speaking in a language we both can read
cause i don't want to be misunderstood
baby, if you love me right i'll forever love you as i should
and finally....
i want you to be the kind of man i can grow to depend on
just stay by my side, breathe me let our dreams collide and
let two become one....

....in soul.

Peace.

Intro

I am learning,
Learning everyday
Learning in a special way
Learning through the joy and pain
Learning through the sun and rain
Learning from the crown on my nose
Learning to the soul of my toes
I am sexy spiritual, hopeless emotional and deep intellectual and
I am learning that I am beautiful, yeah I am beautiful.

Thank you for creating me.