tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77727170907599700232012-01-12T15:37:20.407-08:00Where Bloggers gather and write for the sheer delight <br>... One Blog ... Multiple voices ... Pure Harmony ...<br><br> <center><b>Note:</b> There is Adult Oriented content here that is not suggested for those under 18.</center>BloggersDelighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326066940013367375noreply@blogger.comBlogger3611100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-83725495964175230152011-10-23T16:14:00.001-07:002011-10-23T16:14:03.765-07:00

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

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-41951351105782633742011-09-08T20:04:00.001-07:002011-09-08T20:04:48.934-07:00

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

Mizrepresenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-28762350911331135662011-09-03T11:32:00.000-07:002011-09-03T11:32:05.078-07:00

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!!

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-16470611582076254892011-06-13T17:32:00.000-07:002011-06-13T17:32:30.951-07:00

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.

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-80603520706995825882011-04-01T17:51:00.001-07:002011-04-01T17:51:45.530-07:00

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)

ChariThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00148087840882038446noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-84639425634434719912010-12-21T17:35:00.000-08:002010-12-21T17:41:18.513-08:00

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 rememberYou are the compounds of my life, the spirit of my heart and and i heart you every chance i getYou are indescribable, so predictable, quietly delectable, so so desirable...You make

Mizrepresenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-68925599062705691372010-11-03T02:13:00.003-07:002010-11-03T02:34:06.097-07:00

I want to tell her how very weak I am for herBut I dare notHow I long for the sweet sound of her voiceThat laugh springing forth from the child in herBut noHow I want to talk words, music, pictures and my soulHow unnecessary it is to give second thought to the surfaceWith herShould I tell her she's as comfortable as flannel sheets with satin classKool-Aid in a crystal gobletThat I'm mated to her

Sojourner Gnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-88269693129347847272010-10-02T00:00:00.000-07:002010-10-02T00:00:04.000-07:00

To all who come through to Party with us while sharingyour 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!*Click image for source

BloggersDelighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326066940013367375noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-45505263766491540742010-09-05T07:34:00.000-07:002010-09-05T07:36:47.554-07:00

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 theINCREDIBLE 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.

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-77912731976905548942010-08-06T22:50:00.000-07:002010-08-06T22:53:56.681-07:00

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

ChariThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00148087840882038446noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-82168138625213851892010-07-28T20:50:00.000-07:002010-07-28T20:51:05.349-07:00

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

Greenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313817842267576087noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-39285376930395230482010-07-10T10:30:00.000-07:002010-07-10T10:32:37.679-07:00

My precious babies Taking care of both of you Still making me smile

ChariThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00148087840882038446noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-11065483974739577632010-05-11T17:26:00.000-07:002010-05-11T17:27:06.316-07:00

I think of you, touching meinhaling my essencecapturing my wildseeking my inner childkissing my pains awayloving my soul todayin the wilds of my imaginationi seek youembellish your soulsuckle your inibitionstake controlas we drift into a melodyfree from the dissent of todaylifted into harmonywe find a wayto be...TO BETOGETHER

Mizrepresenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-62594976980348126882010-04-22T19:12:00.000-07:002010-04-22T19:15:10.511-07:00

Please join me in sending prayers and condolences to our blog brother Rich and his family at this time as they mourn the loss of his Mom. I feel so blessed that I had the chance to meet her & feel her kind spirit during one of my trips to ATL. Very often I have NO CLUE what to do or say when dear friends lose loved ones. We all handle loss differently. I only hope Rich knows that he & his family

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-62258319922789754052010-01-04T11:36:00.000-08:002010-01-04T11:43:06.575-08:00

As always, we appreciate ALL of our readers & contributors.Without YOU there would B no Delight ... to Write!*click image for the original source.

BloggersDelighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326066940013367375noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-67673921854075002372009-12-22T06:45:00.000-08:002009-12-22T06:47:17.885-08:00

Merry Christmas Bloggers Delight,Be the PEACE You Seek...Continue to receive FAVOR IN THE 10~angelia vernon menchanhttp://womenwrites.blogspot.com

Angelia...http://www.blogger.com/profile/04782697902784305887noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-4036357664632501922009-12-09T16:00:00.000-08:002009-12-09T16:02:08.566-08:00

Creation: The Beginning…I heard your heart beat for the first timeand my soul smiled all the way to my eyesAll the worry and sadness floated awayReplaced by wonderment and surpriseAppreciation for this miracle growing insideA gift of life envisioned and by grace created by GodHolding my breath so I could take it all inSeems my own heart stopped for a bitAs tears welled up I smiled wideAnd

ChariThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00148087840882038446noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-33508393201363463772009-11-23T11:55:00.000-08:002009-11-24T05:07:52.939-08:00

There is a “PEACE” to my puzzle that I’m missing…I’m incomplete!So I retreat to that quiet place where God and I used to meetBecause my faith has been tested and I need to pray.There’s no way to get around it so I seek His face.I close my eyes and I visualize me at His feet,Bowed down and as humble as I could ever be.I repent of my sins to make sure my slate is clean.I know He’s the bread of life

Christoph Jenkinsnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-32725920267078895902009-11-22T13:37:00.001-08:002009-11-22T13:38:29.855-08:00

You don’t see me, my skin is the color of dark clay and then at times like the black, rich soil we buy in bags at Lowes, You know what I mean the good earth, it can grow anything on any day.And yet, I’m not worth your stare, your cursory glance…Won’t you swing around at the risk of whiplash to catch one look at me…?Would you take that chance?I think not because you just don’t see I go invisible

Mizrepresenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-27900377598513921942009-11-09T08:40:00.000-08:002009-11-30T08:16:19.856-08:00

If you are not a reader of my personal blog, The Rich House, you may not know that I was recently included in a new publication entitled "Don't Hate The Game." I instantly became a fan of some of the included authors as I enjoyed reading the book from cover to cover. However, I realize that readers have come to expect a good review and that sometimes the completed work doesn't live up to the

Rich Fitzgeraldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02402320643799892517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-14494736440611660272009-11-06T16:17:00.000-08:002009-11-06T16:17:00.377-08:00

you're out there searching trying to find a jewel to beholdfailing to see the treasure you already holdin your restless search, your hands unfoldand i fall gracefully to the sandonly to be picked up by another handwho exclaims with glee...i am gold

Mizrepresenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-55244038818016504142009-11-04T09:05:00.000-08:002009-11-04T09:05:01.042-08:00

The tip of you jumps at my touchThe brush of my lips against velvetCoat my tongue leaving notes of lifeI nip your flesh and you shudder asHeavy hands fist my hair. How manyHave known you so wellTracing you carefully, sketching you from memoryEvery curve, every dip Is imprinted on my softest and strongest muscle...

T. S. Snowdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10682978106486116213noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-74643123907843713652009-10-31T21:25:00.000-07:002009-10-31T21:31:22.844-07:00

May the remainder of your 2009 be filled with Prosperity, Quality Music & Plenty of Great Holiday Parties!For the Party People who are into Novel Writing: November is NaNoWriMo! National Novel Writing Month.*click on image for it's source.

BloggersDelighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326066940013367375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-83663097090468494222009-10-02T00:01:00.000-07:002009-10-02T00:01:01.138-07:00

We cannot thank our contributors & readers enough for making this one of the HIPPEST SPOTS in the Blog-o-sphere for the SECOND YEAR! It all started with this invitation for bloggers to join in on our Blog-Party! We may have slowed our dance - but we continue to groove - thanks 2 U!Click here for a li'l history behind BD2Write & 1st Anniversary Post!click image for source.

BloggersDelighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326066940013367375noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-5240132100961348062009-09-19T06:06:00.001-07:002009-09-19T06:06:30.280-07:00

So he says he wants to make love to my mind….Take his time, feeding me images and wordsLike fauna and flora, mental bursts of pleasureI've come to treasureBirthing new rhymes, a beat I can tap my feet toCreating lullabies, I want to fall asleep toMake love to my mind…Seep into my psyche, enticing meHe doesn't hesitate, never procrastinates, only regulatesHis flow, smooth, like silk, sweet tender

Mizrepresenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-24549018637100000742009-09-07T08:11:00.000-07:002009-09-07T08:12:17.183-07:00

This year, 2009 has been filled with a great DEAL of loss: quite a few celebrities & public figures, some family members & blog/internet family. I tend to lead a solitary existence - sometimes I choose this isolation because I think it'll make it easier because I won't experience the pain of losing loved ones if I don't "have" loved ones. I'm discovering that even choosing to live life behind the

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-39527311041191215452009-08-31T18:16:00.000-07:002009-08-31T18:19:39.584-07:00

Wow... I was shocked to learn from fellow blogger, DC that the ever feisty blogger, Nikki (blog-author of Indigo Trails) has passed onto "the other side". Brother Dyssturbed Mined shared the details of the cause of her death.Thanx DC for the memorial service information. If you are a blogger in the ATL area - please attend, if possible: Nikki Harris Memorial Service. Gregory B. Levett & Sons 4347

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-4762385057678214692009-08-19T17:41:00.000-07:002009-08-19T17:42:23.625-07:00

Review here. Great book.

Christopher Chambershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16981041389119024155noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-64552260060369776662009-08-09T17:57:00.000-07:002009-08-09T18:00:06.480-07:00

Not yes and not noFree and still keptI'm not exactly sure yet...Think I'm in love but there's no one thereI have to stop falling for invisible souls.When they're tangible, the heartbreak becomes that much more real.This disappointment shapes itself out.I put an ugly face to a beautiful thing.I'm on my tippy-toes reaching with anvils at my heels.Some look from afar and assume I'm stretching my

Greenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313817842267576087noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-85338258819006515242009-08-02T18:37:00.000-07:002009-08-02T18:43:37.368-07:00

I just had to post that the Memorial Service for Michael Jackson was so tasteful & beautifully done! And where Jermaine got the strength to sing at his own little brother's service only God knows! I love his version of this song!

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-17676662002033126092009-07-25T05:06:00.000-07:002009-07-25T05:10:16.304-07:00

love dreamslove dreamsi watch youyou awake meand i could see youi miss youi miss seeing your faceand oh, i wonder my loveif you come back while i'll sleepa song of your soullullaby in your voiceas you held meand make me dream of my sweet loving dreamsnow you watch mekiss my forehead like an angelbut you fade yourself from mefrom where i woke upi see the sun at my windowmy heart has full of love

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-69545136358766183302009-06-27T07:23:00.000-07:002009-06-27T07:24:54.457-07:00

R.I.P Michael Jacksonagain for Michael,you arereally area magical childwho wants to flyand lives in Neverlandi knowin your brown eyesi see sunbeams and stars twinklewhiletears wets your sick skina shy magical childinside your souli saw himcoming out of youand searching for your childhoodthrough crowds of angry peoplei knowand i’m sorry that you have to live this waybeing misunderstood by

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-62417647762530976782009-06-26T07:00:00.000-07:002009-06-26T07:06:19.568-07:00

This is the MOST famous individual AFTER Jesus! Name ONE other person who was as WORLD famous by the time they were ten years old. I don't think it's possible. Jesus died - left this earth at the age of 33. No human should have been this famous, especially not as young as he was... it is the reason he is so troubled, in my opinion (in addition to the stress & abuse he endured). U may not like him

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-41567781369588042282009-06-08T21:35:00.001-07:002009-06-08T21:37:58.061-07:00

How I miss my lifeThe simple act of breathingWarm rain falling down on my upturned smileWashing me clean of the world's caresAs long as I had youSlow dancingYour body close to mineBreathing your airWith only ghosts on the peripheryYou and I ascending to the starsFeeling the moon's envyAll of you in my soulThrough the windows of my eyesInspired, Miss Scott serenadesI am the wordsYou are the

Sojourner Gnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-45828205305570196382009-05-23T22:01:00.000-07:002009-05-23T22:05:41.480-07:00

You love meNo thought for yourselfMy eyes smile

ChariThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00148087840882038446noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-89731995078367221142009-05-07T11:33:00.000-07:002009-05-07T11:40:49.667-07:00

A piece of him still wants to "bodybag" the man who killed his Father.Other peaces within him, give him hope to go further.People Like Him know Struggle.People Like Him know hope is faith's cousin on peace's side.First cousins to pride yet he still feels that sting, on the inside.They say, "There ain't no justice, there's just us."They say, "If you've never succumb to starvation, then you don't

Mr.Socialighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00343567242888736876noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-20358796469626835732009-04-23T21:55:00.001-07:002009-04-23T22:05:59.276-07:00

... Or has the Blog-o-sphere slowed down? I hope folks continue to express themselves. I hope the written word continues to wax poetic & prosaic! How do U spend your days now? Do U spend more time on Social Networking sites (such as Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, etc.)? Do U spend more time in the REAL-world-sphere with family & friends?click image for source.

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-85010958929880787292009-04-05T14:12:00.001-07:002009-04-05T14:12:58.724-07:00

"I am a great mayor; I am an upstanding Christian man; I am an intelligent man; I am a deeply educated man; I am a humble man." -- M. Barry, Mayor of Washington, DC

Christopher Chambershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16981041389119024155noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-79602742289650484582009-03-30T21:01:00.000-07:002009-03-30T21:04:48.471-07:00

You say you need time to thinkTo figure things outTime to collect all of the piecesGet it all togetherBut where do I fit in?Where is my piece in the puzzle...?

ChariThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00148087840882038446noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-91547308945559641792009-03-07T17:48:00.000-08:002009-03-07T17:54:18.663-08:00

If U don't know that D-Nice has a website - U NEED to click on his name check it out! That brother's True Hip Hop stories really are THE TRUTH! Here's ONE taste:True Hip-Hop Stories: Sadat X of Brand Nubian from D-Nice on Vimeo.

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-87418448426343170192009-02-17T15:57:00.000-08:002009-02-17T16:07:19.806-08:00

love poetry for himwords in my heartthey singmy lovely lullabiesi sing tooi go la lain the airmaybe it is lovewhen i got stars upon my pupilsthose beautiful poetic thoughtsin my headthey whisper softlyat nightwhere dreams come dancinginside my soulme sleepingandi think it is lovelove by itself.....~©2009 Kai C.

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-92139832610621486122009-02-13T15:41:00.000-08:002009-02-13T15:42:32.642-08:00

I've tasted love in my mindlicked it from my lipsswallowed it whole, sucked it down like ectasyheld it in my armssqueezed it, rubbed it, caressed it...ever so gentlyheadlocked itdeadlocked itsavored love in all the wrong placesknowing that if i could just, hold it, wrap myself around it, contain it,maintain itOne day it could be mine...mine all mineBut love is so spiritualso flowingso freecan't

Mizrepresenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-37037978630479068792009-02-07T05:30:00.001-08:002009-02-07T05:30:44.358-08:00

Christoph Jenkinsnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-26938719753192309992009-02-05T12:47:00.000-08:002009-02-05T12:48:32.845-08:00

http://natturnersrevenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/etta-versus-beyonce-broader-context.htmlPardon the link to the personal blog but I was curious how BD folk feel.

Christopher Chambershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16981041389119024155noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-12187956311133033632009-02-03T05:16:00.000-08:002009-05-13T06:43:17.024-07:00

So there we sat on the edge of the bed...afterwards...on opposite sides.She was looking at the wall. I was looking at the sink.I kept wanting to be concerned about what was going through her mind, but everything in my upbringing screamed so loudly in my ear."What have you done?!""Boy you in trouble now!""Ima ttttteeellllllll!""You gonna git it!"Why was I back in my childhood?But through all of

Sojourner Gnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-81920665523587018352009-01-30T05:02:00.002-08:002009-02-01T14:05:33.888-08:00

he kisses her pretty facehe kisses her pretty faceas she blushesrealizing maybe this is real love, not a liebut how does she know?his kisses are sweetly distracting herher focus fadesnow she is blinded by his love…..~©2009 Kai C.

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-43382642847470374362009-01-27T14:31:00.000-08:002009-01-27T14:32:42.714-08:00

Christoph Jenkinsnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-2345972859000577682009-01-19T05:08:00.000-08:002009-01-19T05:12:37.244-08:00

inaugurationobama is cominghe comesand he comeswe will crywe will shoutwe will thank God with joyand now we will praychanting, “yes we can”i said “proud to be a beautiful American”cos there is hope in my soulthat my country, my people will be fresh and newwith Obama, i have faithhe would change the worldand learn from mistakes and great thingsas we join him and his beautiful familyon an

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-122045960372301232009-01-13T10:06:00.000-08:002009-01-13T10:14:36.743-08:00

No offence to you or anything...I saw you the other dayAnd I thought to myselfWhat was I thinkingReally, what was I thinking...Or was I?

ChariThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00148087840882038446noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-78263343892376368422009-01-11T16:58:00.001-08:002009-01-11T16:58:49.168-08:00

Horus Horus, you are my darker side of my ancient God purest blood of Africa you were from Egypt where you are in the sky a star part of sunset and i wonder how far away are you? multibillion miles, i guess cos with a bold eye you symbolizes me in some way i see you my brave king, my knight soldier i am related to you

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-17536069933774406882009-01-03T19:05:00.000-08:002009-01-03T19:11:14.088-08:00

by Christoph J.I get inspired!/ To lift HIS name higher and higher/ I admire those who get excited for Christ/It's nice to see young people get enticed by the truth/The youth of today tend to jump off the roof/ Or the bridge/ Cuz they see their friends do it/ Seems like there's nothin' to it/ Got friends named NIKE/ JUST DO IT!/ ...Who's it?/ You're it!/ Tag the next youngsta/ Who stands amongst

Christoph Jenkinsnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-28677312526637112282009-01-03T13:32:00.000-08:002009-01-03T13:38:13.411-08:00

your fingers on my skinyour fingers on my skini felt thati felt that you're mineand why?my heart beatsi blushasking, thankingthe Lord abovethati found you..i found youdeep downinside a lonely placewhereyou needed someoneyou needed a piece of heavensoyou took my handjust one simple touchthat's all it takesandi fell in love~©2008 Kai C.

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-39538536905662660662008-12-30T13:22:00.000-08:002008-12-30T13:29:21.920-08:00

Feel it marinatinggrowing impatiently inside of mejust....can't....seem to let it goafraid if its intensitythe beauty it could bringwould bringshould bringothers see itunder my skin I feel itjust below the translucent surface feverisly brewing an ever present destined reality...

ChariThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00148087840882038446noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-21033149840329344762008-12-29T17:19:00.001-08:002008-12-29T17:21:23.371-08:00

new year's and i am falling in love new year's and i am missing you how come, it's only you you started off taking my breath, stealing my heart away this 2009, i wanna be with you thats my new year's resolution is to be with my only you cos i am falling and falling but i am scared of a broken heart i am scared of losing you my only you cos i think i have found something real

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-19234300265133842122008-12-20T20:00:00.001-08:002008-12-20T20:00:57.015-08:00

Christmas Loveis it love?sweet Christmas love?i only got youas my extraordinary giftyou have mein your heartall this timewe’ve been chasing snow angelswinter romanceschasing after each otherin the heart shape mistletoeswhere icy kisses are everywhere in our graspsyou and metogether, we saw a bright starin bright skiesknowing this is loveour own beautiful Christmas loveand everyday and every

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-83099192691799368862008-12-18T16:30:00.000-08:002008-12-18T16:31:09.005-08:00

There are events in life which occur with such resounding force that the shock waves are felt for decades. The ripple effect of these events can be felt by those who where never present or even born when the event occurred. December 14, 1970 is the date of one of those events in my life and that of my family.Its the day my brother died.He was 1 month, 26 days old.Derek was born in mid-October

David Sullivanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06847923057333798936noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-16604069733908584192008-12-18T13:27:00.000-08:002008-12-18T14:59:32.722-08:00

You ask why I like you so muchYou can't understand it but it's trueI like you because of your chocolate brown skinand the way that I feel when I look at youYour zest for life and all that it containsYour willingness to make me happy thru the joy and the painI like you because you give me showers and gently wash my feetThe fact that I see you smile simply because I am smilingI ask why are you so

ChariThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00148087840882038446noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-20944231240419848022008-12-14T09:37:00.000-08:002008-12-14T09:38:48.288-08:00

This yearn is so exact and never failing,Omnipotent in its reign.I'm painting you with an immeasurable amount of colorBut still can't get the hue of your face.At night, you become my sleep aid.During the day, you give shape to my purpose that I couldn't see.I'm still not sure of how you look.A love that doesn't exist in my everyday...Words missing from my vernacular...Missing an incomplete

Greenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313817842267576087noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-34988696985813348242008-12-13T20:15:00.000-08:002008-12-13T20:16:28.399-08:00

the call last nightyour voice in my earthe way you talked to megives me butterfliesthis whole timeyou give me butterfliesi don't understand buti enjoy youwhen there's no stars or moonaround just you on the phonesweet soft spoken words i hearnot a whisperjust you in the darkas we have conversations and butterfliesthe call last nighti felt my heart fell in one placein a still placewhere i text and

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-56108356159356663182008-12-09T15:52:00.000-08:002008-12-09T16:01:31.149-08:00

We are born stripped, our bright bodies shining. Screaming and radiant our hearts ripe and pining. Who will know our truest heart? Whom will we follow from whom depart? Pulling, loving and always aching Trying, cryingbut giving, taking. We've met this and that, times before Always unrecognized but yearning for more.T.S.Snowden

T. S. Snowdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10682978106486116213noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-87513280231766091492008-12-06T13:15:00.000-08:002008-12-06T13:16:10.472-08:00

love should not suppose to make you feel lonely it shouldn’t but love hurts when your heart  broke i guess to me, it feels lonely why? why is in this nature? love is there, still you’re alone i say love is not enough your soul wants more your soul and mine wants more even when we are fulfilled and whole…..~ ©2008 Kai C.

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-20179589154185032862008-12-03T04:52:00.000-08:002008-12-03T04:54:26.842-08:00

1930-2008. A true mother of contemporary American music. Sad the Lil Wayne fans out there could give a damn...CACwww.natturnersrevenge.blogspot.com

Christopher Chambershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16981041389119024155noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-3322379393392375792008-12-01T12:35:00.000-08:002009-05-13T06:43:49.581-07:00

by Queen of My Castle and Sojourner GThe vacuum of her beautySucked out my very breathI found myself immobilizedNearly choking on my own heartI inhale your spiritAnd exhale insatiable yearningBewitched by the flawlessness of my strutMalevolence slyly clutches your heartMy knees began to buckleDriving me to the floorManhood has deserted meContemplating crawling to her feetBehind these lusty eyes

Sojourner Gnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-21896017271493229082008-11-30T19:53:00.001-08:002008-11-30T19:54:24.919-08:00

I'm a little sad about this. (editor Marie Arana).

Christopher Chambershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16981041389119024155noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-92036764329419879032008-11-29T07:07:00.000-08:002008-11-29T07:10:22.483-08:00

love beautifies me   love beautifies me like the sun in the dark how it beautifies me in a way when i see angels’ eyes love beautifies me lightens me but paints me black without sunlight without angels’ eyes cos  i ran and hid from the pain inside my soul as a flame of my golden dreams, the moon and stars placed them upon my hands flashing away in my shadow yet i see love through

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-87035778381361259932008-11-20T12:10:00.000-08:002008-11-20T12:10:00.972-08:00

He stepped into the darkened, crowded space and lit it up with his energy.He uncased his sax, smiled then blew his soul all over us at the restaurant's bar.He re-cased his sax, smiled then blew his heart and sweet ear-gasms all over me ... and only me.Night & Day he makes love to me by warming up with his sax.I watch with eager anticipation as he undresses her, slides his nimble fingers over her

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-6756182206899588332008-11-19T18:26:00.000-08:002008-11-19T18:32:20.160-08:00

another, another poem for Michael             you are a star, my bright one            how i see it in your soul            when you glow            onstage, moon walking your way out of a fairytale            and bring such magic            in me             they called you, The Glove One            they called you,  The King Of Pop                       yet i called you mike, yourself

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-25476124612119776152008-11-17T18:33:00.000-08:002008-11-17T18:34:49.133-08:00

Silly of me to think that you would ever really love me too...Friday night and i'm needing somebodyNot just any bodyjust your bodySillyTo think that you would even remember me...Me, that cocoa brown, chocolate tanthat same woman that had you squeezing hands...together, cuz you just couldn't resistthose feelings, those emotions i emitted, like gas, intoxicating aerosol that had you drifting my way

Mizrepresenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-9019302738377045332008-11-15T14:12:00.000-08:002008-11-15T14:15:40.619-08:00

Lovemy love,i will crymy heart makes musiccos you’re theremy world spinsand i got tears of a beautiful joy with a smile of gracei will knowyou are, you are my love……….~©2008 Kai C.

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-51454978526275147972008-11-15T10:40:00.001-08:002008-11-15T10:43:39.918-08:00

We need more lyrics, melodies. There's too much T-pain out there. Thoughts?

Christopher Chambershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16981041389119024155noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-7880200645568596092008-11-10T11:02:00.000-08:002008-11-10T11:05:21.774-08:00

thesethesethese are the soles of Black folk.the tirelessness of my kind of people.the integrity of people like me.provides me with so much joy, I am challenged as I attempt to find all theright words.yet there are none.So, I baskin the aftermath of his-storybecoming our own.thesethesethese are the soles of Black folk.worn.often just like our efforts.from days of fighting for the cause.miles and

Mr.Socialighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00343567242888736876noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-18280797423505641922008-11-05T06:01:00.000-08:002008-11-06T17:35:20.739-08:00

President Obamai want to shout outthank you, thank youtime to changealways keeping faithcos an American dream, we’re living in itand there were tears of beautiful joypouring from my mother’s eyesso thank you, thank you Lordi’m celebrating to bean Americani wanna wave the flagand smileand say, this is my president Obamai’m proudto be an Americanyet the world knowsanything is possible….that proves

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-27055746395400295792008-11-04T03:56:00.000-08:002008-11-04T03:57:34.891-08:00

Click image for source.

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-83814359719795507382008-11-01T07:52:00.000-07:002009-05-13T06:43:49.582-07:00

"Chanelle." I repeated with tightly controlled exasperation.She stared at me with a stirring look of pleading and confidence. I was really trying to redirect her but that look made it hard. All men want their women vulnerably aggressive. She turned, glided into the fire lit boudoir and disappeared into a door in the back of the room."Dammit!"As I stood there contemplating my next move, my mind

Sojourner Gnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-92121377918099438852008-10-25T08:30:00.000-07:002008-10-25T08:51:44.528-07:00

love (about moms) do you know what day it is?mother's dayso we have to celebratesour moms who just give us our feet to walk our freedom,our hands to reach for the starsour voice to spit out wordsour strength to be who we arecos moms know bestwhen it is come to their youngings and maybe one dayi would be just like my motherto my future childwho tell and show the worldi give and cannot

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-62207538890925444152008-10-24T11:26:00.000-07:002008-10-24T11:39:44.544-07:00

Is this moment real?You gaze into my eyes andMy breath disappears

ChariThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00148087840882038446noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-75627517876214429812008-10-24T00:01:00.000-07:002008-10-24T00:01:00.863-07:00

The production team of Bloggers’ Delight is now accepting submissions for the highly anticipated Second Volume of short fiction stories and poetry and we want to hear your voice.Who’s Invited to Submit:Any writer who maintains a blog, even if you only post once in a while; you are eligible. If you consider yourself a writer, we’ll consider your short story or poem for inclusion in our next

BloggersDelighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326066940013367375noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-29757490222449518852008-10-23T09:58:00.000-07:002008-10-23T10:00:43.582-07:00

Gone againLeaving meWondering Will I get it rightMissingYou looking at meYour eyes Focused on meCaressing my soulNeedingYouI hate to admitCravingYour touchThe taste of your kissGuiltyI am For burying youUnderMy issuesWalling upMy emotionsBecause I feared youHurting me, leaving meConfusedAm I atHowWhen You will come backInto my lifeI wonderDid I go too farBeen too evilFor you To come back to

Shaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09049949734768494039noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-69766193043312887332008-10-16T19:21:00.000-07:002008-10-16T19:27:39.737-07:00

run run, run, runwith you my heart races before you come i feel you coming and i will run into your arms holding you longer as i can keep you forever as i plan on i will run, run spreads my arms wide and fly into your heart css i belong to you.......~©2008 Kai C.

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-52319467873714732662008-10-16T18:08:00.000-07:002008-10-16T18:11:50.705-07:00

This was one high-energy evening! Thanx again for all the luv, support & encouragement on Saturday, Oct. 11th!

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-50757810952333115872008-10-14T14:44:00.000-07:002008-10-14T14:48:18.806-07:00

Inspired by : Every Little Bit Hurts - Alicia Keys and my best buddy Fawn.Funny thing about love, it makes your heart sing,and your lips smile,makes your body tingle all over.Funny thing about love, makes you cry alone at night, makes your heart bleed, makes your body hurt all over.Funny thing about love,makes you want , want till you don't think straight,or see clearly what is.Funny thing about

EDNUTEYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02292738974030051724noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-66671108092309232112008-10-13T16:36:00.000-07:002008-10-13T16:37:33.953-07:00

Besides, I'm too excited & exhausted to edit this piece. Special thanx to R.J. Leippert for taking the role as videographer so seriously that very little editing needs to be done! Sistah Miz, U pulled this one out the hidden treasury and I am so proud to call U a partner! Hugz to ya all.

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-73297963733698688592008-10-13T10:49:00.001-07:002008-10-13T10:49:54.945-07:00

http://ping.fm/X2jl9

Torrance Stephens - All-Mi-Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08843040863123899426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-75354382098030249292008-10-12T22:48:00.000-07:002008-10-12T22:49:51.984-07:00

Until I download from my cameras here's what Eb the Celeb & Dejanae (above;-) posted! Thanx 2 my Li'l Sistahs of Blogland! SMOOCHEZ;-)!A special shout out & Hug to my Brother from another mother: RL, for taking his job as videographer (using the Flips) so seriously! Can't wait to look over all that footage!!

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-63146381599097847602008-10-12T16:17:00.000-07:002008-10-12T16:19:28.752-07:00

Just want to get your impression...

Christopher Chambershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16981041389119024155noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-80006687467671776982008-10-12T07:42:00.000-07:002008-10-12T08:22:12.407-07:00

It was so wonderful to read under the stars, over-looking the Hudson river as the Autumn breezes caressed us! Thanks for coming out to support our first collection of short stories. Bloggers came through and showed much luv:Sheletha, Lance - the infamous Non-Blogger, Organized Noise, Eb the Celeb, Ali of Ali'sZay, Bougie Negro, Dejanae, BrooklynGirl, ShellyShell.A special thanks to Troy Johnson,

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-34818025645516626472008-10-11T06:48:00.000-07:002008-10-11T06:58:16.488-07:00

U don't want to miss this event if you're in NYC:When: Sat., Oct. 11th from 6pm-9pm.What: Several Authors of Bloggers' Delight, vol. 1: Love & Redemption will host the FINAL celebratory reading & signing of our premiere national tour;-). There will be food, drinks & several surprises;-).Where: A beautiful Harlem gallery over-looking the Hudson river! Rio II Gallery at 135th street & Riverside

CapCitynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-45936339814380890472008-10-09T17:31:00.000-07:002008-10-09T17:31:04.476-07:00

maybe its because im a libertarian, or a free thinker, or better read than mccain or obaama, but they just dont seem to understand the primary let alone teitiary aspecdts of what confronts us as simple americans

Torrance Stephens - All-Mi-Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08843040863123899426noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-23797578492020344602008-10-09T17:02:00.000-07:002008-10-09T17:03:05.353-07:00

angelsthey lift you up flying you around and bring youdownback down to earth oh, this timeangels bring you tome.......~©2008 Kai C.

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-84133236633925412332008-10-09T11:47:00.000-07:002008-10-09T12:03:31.615-07:00

THIS Sat., October 11th, 2008: Official submission guidelines will be shared at the final signing celebration in NYC. Afterwards, those guidelines will be posted here & at: www.i-lit.com.2008 continues to be GREAT! We can't succumb to the doom & gloom of the news reports when we continue to be so blessed!Thanks again for all of your support!Click image for the source & myspace page of a

BloggersDelighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326066940013367375noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-75486185078392032032008-10-04T10:17:00.000-07:002008-10-09T10:50:16.186-07:00

It is often said that "Time flies when you're having fun" and this blog is more proof that it's a true statement! One year and two days ago, on Oct. 2nd, 2007 we launched this blog and invited you readers to The Party of the Blog-o-sphere! One year ago TODAY, we received our first Gift, posted by Sojourner G. We continue to be thankful to all who stop by this blog, leaving comments and good vibes

BloggersDelighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326066940013367375noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-78624203524498620532008-10-03T19:20:00.000-07:002008-10-03T19:23:35.669-07:00

My mind is empty, my heart is still, no longer do I breath.My eyes are closed, my brain shut off, no longer do I feel.My voice is quiet, my soul is closed, no longer does it dwell.You've taken what you've wanted, nothing is left of me.You've taken all I've offered, and left me here to bleed.You've taken everything I loved, and tossed it to the side.I try to work things through each time, and seem

EDNUTEYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02292738974030051724noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-62164704367885308862008-10-01T06:40:00.000-07:002008-10-01T06:43:16.202-07:00

So tender, fresh, ignored...I looked at her and saw my reflection,tattered, worn, hurt, waiting.I wanted to tell her how OK it would be,but I had respect for her.She asked me, "Why?" ... as if I had the answers in a confidential folder.Her pride caused her chest to rise as if someone forbade to do otherwise in these situations.An attempt of dignity came.She walked away and told me she's going to

Greenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313817842267576087noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-84514272137284974452008-09-30T17:48:00.000-07:002008-09-30T17:59:23.627-07:00

brainwashbrainwashthat's what people in the society dothat's what the media and tabloids dothat's what the school history books dothat's what's unrealistic hip hop dothat's what prejudice dothat's what ignorance dobrainwashuswith fucking liesabout living in a worldwhere we violently pretend to bejust perfectwhilebringing others downwith racismhatredself hate/jealousrape/abuseall kinds of things

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-73214639872352841772008-09-30T11:07:00.000-07:002008-09-30T11:08:55.953-07:00

Not poetry per se--more art and culture...and will make to trip and flip! Forest Whittaker controversy here.

Christopher Chambershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16981041389119024155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-81708555147256463032008-09-25T08:11:00.000-07:002009-05-13T06:42:54.450-07:00

I knew I was in trouble, early on. Maybe it was the way she responded to me with her fingers. I imagined metallic brick red tipped digits lightly, but nimbly and adeptly typing the words, “my liege, my humble frontiersman on this hunt for literary perfection, for spiritual gravity. You're seated at the right hand” or “Much, much luv!”, or greater still, “Uh, you collapse me! YOU BETTA WRITE!”

Sojourner Gnoreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-25852826844125702862008-09-20T20:58:00.000-07:002008-09-20T21:05:24.253-07:00

Falling starslike tearsfrom the sky facewhen I look upthere’s all blueso blueI seewith clouds casting bythe wind on my skintickles me soand I laughknowingit’s gonna bea beautiful day.....~   ©2008 Kai C.

Kcroftus Croftnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-52915368399255843752008-09-19T17:46:00.000-07:002008-09-19T17:49:57.393-07:00

My NEW Poem Movie, "Sought Potential" has been released!!! It is a very inspiring and professional project that I put together for your viewing pleasure. The movie has its very own website so you can watch it over and over again. You are also encouraged to tell all of your friends and family about this good news.Share this inspiring movie with everyone you know who has potential, but might need a

Christoph Jenkinsnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-85459152736131393352008-09-14T10:29:00.000-07:002008-09-14T10:44:27.202-07:00

Christopher Chambershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16981041389119024155noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772717090759970023.post-89523522771950867832008-09-14T10:26:00.000-07:002008-09-14T10:29:19.139-07:00

Poets, like whores, are only hated by each other.Poetry is what happens when an anxiety meets a technique.I gave up on poetry myself thirty years ago, when most of it began to read like coded messages passign between lonely aliens in a hostile world.--quotes from various & sundry big names...

Christopher Chambershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16981041389119024155noreply@blogger.com2