Tag: Inspiration

  • Staying The Course

    Staying The Course

    When you think the grass is greener on the other side of the fence just Because he’s a human strip pole equip with six pack abs and 10 inches of hard steel. Staying The Course When she still wears his ring but gave up on the relationship a long time ago only prove one thing.…

  • A Giant No More

    A Giant No More

    The reality of being tied to a people which are today considered to be a Frankenstein of its society, those who have reduced themselves in being A miniature replica of a great and broken statue in character, and in spirit, of a once recorded historical giant of the pass whom is now no more. I…

  • 50/50 Chance

    50/50 Chance

    When your love for a person is only fifty percent and you believe the bits and pieces told to you from the man who has a deadly secret. Cathy and Johnny love for each other was nothing out of the ordinary. They were crazy for one another like hooked on phonics. But you had to…

  • From a Distance

    From a Distance

    How important it is to be exposed and raised in a loving environment as a child. From a Distance The cold darkness and damp depth of the vast sea created hopelessness and doubt. The waves made it difficult to see beyond her horizon. The distant glow from a lighthouse was a sign of a particular…

  • Katt Leya: More Than I Can Handle

    Katt Leya: More Than I Can Handle

    At night when it was quite, during the presence of the daughter of the moon I let it be known. My desire for a particular interest of love was cast out into the universe for its return in abundance.  It bubbled then germinated and answered my call. Katt Leya: More Than I Can Handle Like…

  • Oath of Acceptance

    Oath of Acceptance

    I accept the oath of manifestation and the principals of a abundance. Therefore, I accept to carry the torch of light and hold keys of life. I walk in a vibration which illuminates, resurrecting miracles. I am the energy I will attract. I am that I am. I am that I will be. What I…

  • Eye Candy: Open For Business

    Eye Candy: Open For Business

    For some women the candy shop is never closed. Eye Candy: Open For Business Women Know What They Want Come with me and see Some Eye Candy It’s gets real complicated in The streets ladies, far More than a pictorial metaphor I know what you Been waiting for I made you wait Long enough Teasin’…

  • To Each His Own

    To Each His Own

    To Each His Own How that bangin’ “Hot White Dress” fail to reach across the room and turn a gay man straight.When the guy you like doesn’t wear underwear to the club and the signs are clear.The look of disappointment and its reality of a broken heart. Have no fear Harlem’s near My dear The…

  • Harlem Crush Part 2: Katt Leya Queen Katie

    Harlem Crush Part 2: Katt Leya Queen Katie

    When the guy you like doesn’t wear underwear to the club and the signs are clear. How that bangin’ “Hot White Dress” should turn a gay man straight but doesn’t. The look of disappointment and its reality of a broken heart. Have no fear Harlem’s near My dear To be continued… Harlem Crush Part 2:…

  • Old Cliques

    Old Cliques

    Worn out, over used old cliques are often viewed and measured on the surface. Some never dig deep and examine the core underneath or challenge what lies beneath. Walk with me… Have you ever heard the clique, “You can lead the horse to the well but you can’t make it drink” How about if you…

  • Her House His Shack

    Her House His Shack

    As summer ends, the sign of winter is in the air as leaves fall and settle. The park is filled with fun mixed with laughter, children play, parents gossip and govern with a watchful eye sharing their tales as it unfolds. Last years Christmas gift left on a park bench, an image that depicts loneliness…

  • I Ain’t No Joke

    I Ain’t No Joke

      He who has the greatest truth must also have the greatest love for it is the greatest proof. People don’t care how much you know.  They want to know how much you care. – I Ain’t No Joke Just so you know this is finger food to me. The goal of poetry is to…