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

Together

I think of you, touching me

inhaling my essence

capturing my wild

seeking my inner child

kissing my pains away

loving my soul today

in the wilds of my imagination

i seek you

embellish your soul

suckle your inibitions

take control

as we drift into a melody

free from the dissent of today

lifted into harmony

we find a way

to be...

TO BE

TOGETHER

Sending Prayers 2 a Dear Member of My Blog-Family

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 are in my prayers!

You can post condolences at:
The Murray Brothers Funeral Home site (click the name to be redirected there).

Real Cards and letters can be sent to:

Richard Fitzgerald Dix
P.O. Box 11688
St. Louis, MO 63105

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Wishing You ALL a Hip & Happy New Year!

As always, we appreciate ALL of our readers & contributors.
Without YOU there would B no Delight ... to Write!

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MERRY CHRISTMAS

Merry Christmas Bloggers Delight,
Be the PEACE You Seek...
Continue to receive FAVOR IN THE 10~

angelia vernon menchan
http://womenwrites.blogspot.com

First Baby Poem...

Creation: The Beginning…

I heard your heart beat for the first time
and my soul smiled all the way to my eyes
All the worry and sadness floated away
Replaced by wonderment and surprise
Appreciation for this miracle growing inside
A gift of life envisioned and by grace created by God
Holding my breath so I could take it all in
Seems my own heart stopped for a bit
As tears welled up I smiled wide
And breathed in deep
Falling in love with this beautiful creation inside of me

The "Peace" To My Puzzle

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 meet

Because 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, but I feel like my plate is clean.

I need directions to where I’m going before I stray too far.
Its been a while since the last time I prayed to God

I’ve backslid to a point where I’m filled with guilt
So I need to strengthen the bond that He and I have built

“Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil!” Now I am free to take a breath.

“He lovingly leads me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul”, along with His sons and daughters.

“He annoints my head with oil. My cup overflows
Surely goodness and love will follow me,” So, I go where He goes

I will take shelter in arms whenever there’s bad weather
“And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever” and ever.

AMEN!!!

Scriptural excerpts taken from Psalms 23:1-6

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Invisible

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 before your eyes.

Slowly, I am disintegrating into nothingness.
you are destroying me, erasing me by not choosing me.
I am your mother, the darkest one, but not your wife, nor your child.
If I am not you, then who will I be?
If you don’t love me, then who will,
My black brother ……to you,
I am invisible.