A firefly

A firefly (another love poem) 10-22-11

A firefly, she goes and goes
In the summer nights
I'm just like her, I shoot and shoot
A star you see racin across the solar system
Make a wish and I'll float down into
Your arms
Just a gold sun-ray firefly, I land my flight upon your side and bright you all up
Darlin with a touch of your hand is where I
Rest my heart is
Please don't let me go, I am fallin in love
Would you catch me, and for us to stand in love?
I wanna be your firefly just like the way you're my gorgeous comet
That blasted down to earth
Nobody know you're an angel til I tell the world so
Nobody knows you're like my lucky penny
But me
A firefly, my pleasure is all yours
Don't you forget that
Cos my love will make you shine
If you ever give me a chance in this time around
Wings on my back, I'd soar around you
I'd come to you for every mile that has never been driven on
Trust me, I'll be your firefly shimmerin the gold on your way
I'll be your chosen one if you ever gaze at me
For so long
For your heart skips, I'd flutter everywhere you are
With stolen kisses from your perfect round mouth
Oh I believe in fate that I do belong to you
Even if we haven't met each other,
Before our lifetime beginnings
I'm your chosen firefly, the one who lives inside your soul----
<3
© Kai C.

Eff what they say...I'm Miz!

So i have been thinking, comtemplating about all of the reality shows and the drama that we allow to encompass our lives, sometimes on the daily. I admit, i watch them, Basketball Wives, Football Wives, Bad Girls Club, etc...and even though at times they cause me to reek and choke, most times i laugh and cuss. Yes, believe or not Miz cusses the TV for ignorance. I watch them all...from the beginning to the end, from their secession "Real World", "Survivor", "Big Brother", to the likes of the above. I admit, "I am Miz...an I am a Reality Show Junkie". So be it, but i am also a thinker, a lover, a mother, a daughter, an aunt...and so much more. So here's my take.

BasketBall Wives - should be called "Jumpoffs, Ex-BabyMama's and such", bc not most of these women are wives, are ex's or will never be more than a babymama.

Football Wives - didn't live long enough to make an impact, so Ce La Vie!

Real Housewives of Atlanta - 90% of y'all wasn't housewives in the first place, so why, just why are you on my tv, (sidenote - love the drama though, in bits and pieces).

I would really like to present to you new shows, VH1 and Bravo. Just go with the grit...hear me?

"Jumpoffs, Babymama's and such"

"Ex-wives - the real business"

"The Dirty, Dirty" - a tell all type of show.

"The Real Merger" - meeting those who have it, with those who don't. Is it really about money or looks, let's see.

Me, myself, don't think i would appear in any of these or the forementioned above episodes. I would have to get a "grip" for fighting and the like, and i just don't see myself lowering my standards to be "somewhat famous" for being a bitch or the like. I hate alot of the terminology, "females", "hoes", "bitches". In fact, i don't like any negative terminology regarding women. WE are so much more than that. We don't represent, identify, or acknowlege those terms as a "terms of endearment", not at all.

So say, what you want, feel how you feel...but i say, "Eff what they say, I'm MIZ"! And you are YOU!

Sad Don't Last Alwayz...

Sadly,  Sistah L.A. Banks lost her fight with cancer as did Brother Nick Ashford. Prayers go out to all those who have suffered loss as a result of the crazy weather we've been experienced lately. Just remember: Sadness don't last Alwayz ... Praying that LIFE is STILL GOOD to ya!!

PLEASE Pray 4 Amazing Author & Beautiful Spirit: L.A. Banks

PLEASE pray for Sister Leslie Esdaile Banks! If you don't know - she is the FANTASTIC author of a "gazillion" books - most recently famous for her paranormal series: L.A. Banks. In addition, to all that, she is one of the warmest people I've ever met. Sadly, she has been diagnosed with cancer; if you're on Facebook Click Here to read more.

Happy National Poetry Month Everyone!

Hope all is well your way and God is blessing you! Will be posting soon!

Take care!

~Chari (Formally mysTery)

Indescribed

I've embraced a spirit i can no longer deny...

One that leaves me lying in a pool of innocence, seeping with regret and yet swirling in the promise...

I seek you, embed you, want you with a soul that i don't even remember

You are the compounds of my life, the spirit of my heart and and i heart you every chance i get

You are indescribable, so predictable, quietly delectable, so so desirable...

You make me reach, and scrabble and claim and proclaim...

that this is where i wanna be...no, this is where i'm supposed to be, with u.

I Dare Not

I want to tell her how very weak I am for her
But I dare not
How I long for the sweet sound of her voice
That laugh springing forth from the child in her
But no
How I want to talk words, music, pictures and my soul
How unnecessary it is to give second thought to the surface
With her

Should I tell her she's as comfortable as flannel sheets with satin class
Kool-Aid in a crystal goblet
That I'm mated to her in ways that I both despise and live for
Absolutely not

Just..
One more
Time...

Hmmph! Would only lead to more of the same and then
More of that other same
Nah

Still

There is no substitute for the diamonds to be found in all that ground
And I crave those jewels
Sometimes with everything in me
Those memories shake me to this day
I know she quakes too
Why are things so ordered
Why are there games
Why do we bleed

Why not

Why

Should I tell her how very weak I am for her

For what
To what end

No
I dare not

©SojournerG 2010
All rights reserved


Been a long time family.
...just for old time's sake.
Hope all are well and prosperous.

Happy 3rd Anniversary to BD2Write, all contributors & readers!

To all who come through to Party with us while sharing
your thoughts & creativity:
THANK YOU for contributing to the Magic!

We are Blessed by some of the most Creative Contributors in the Blog-o-sphere & that's HUGE!

We may not Rock often - but We ROCK STEADY!
Word!

Click here for a li'l history behind BD2Write & 1st Anniversary Post!

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Decided this is too good to keep to MY Blog & have 2 Share here, too:-)

YAYYY! I was hanging out with Ms. Cunningham, ManChild & His MOM when I finally met Sistah K.i.A. . When Ms. K.i.A. told me who she was I was SOO excited!

We met Saturday, July 17th while at the Harlem Book Fair after hearing the
INCREDIBLE Sonia Sanchez.

After hearing Ms. Sanchez & Meeting Ms. K.i.A. Manchild's Mom, Ms. Cunningham & I were FURTHER blessed to run into Author Extra-ordinaire, L.A. Banks!


I stopped by Ms. K.i.A's blog & learned about this website that analyzes your writing & compares it to a more famous author. I'm pretty pleased w/ my "findings":

I write like
William Gibson

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

Last night

We made love last night
Nice and slow
We made love last night
Until you made me glow
We made love last night
Just me and you
We made love last night
This time it felt real...true
We made love last night
Until I couldn't take it anymore
We made love last night 
From the couch to the floor
We made love last night
Internally and externally connected
We made love last night
It was far beyond what I ever expected
We made love last night



We 
    made
       sweet
          beautiful
                love...

You are as real to me as the vows I took.
Your form becomes true and real when you whisper my name.
I thought you'd never come.
I've dug through the rubble of a fire I thought was extinguished,
Sifted through the debris of lies and "never again"s.
We connect as if we've been looking for one another.
You're my missing artifact.
You laugh when I hum tunes you don't know.
You're amazed at how comfortable we are in silence.
We promised forever and that's what I'm giving.
I am living for this commitment.
I am breathing life into flowers, notes, and candles.
Every nerve impulse dedicated to new ways of exceeding your expectations.
I am mimicking you.
I felt special when you chose me.
I still sleep in my white dress...
You're always here, dwelling in between whats real and what keeps me warm.
You are my "husband-in-my-head"
And I continue to share my forever with you.

J & J

My precious babies

Taking care of both of you

Still making me smile