love poetry for me......<3<3

love poetry for him

words in my heart

they sing

my lovely lullabies

i sing too

i go la la

in the air

maybe it is love

when i got stars upon my pupils

those beautiful poetic thoughts

in my head

they whisper softly

at night

where dreams come dancing

inside my soul

me sleeping

and

i think it is love

love by itself.....

~

©2009 Kai C.

Love Is...

I've tasted love in my mind
licked it from my lips
swallowed it whole,
sucked it down like ectasy
held it in my arms
squeezed it, rubbed it, caressed it...ever so gently
headlocked it
deadlocked it
savored love in all the wrong places
knowing that if i could just, hold it, wrap myself around it, contain it,
maintain it
One day it could be mine...mine all mine
But love is so spiritual
so flowing
so free
can't be contained
nor restrained
Love is...
Love exists for lovers
for a moment, for a lifetime, if you choose
love is
love is
what i want

Happy Valentimes Day...to all!

Not By Myself!

Etta versus Beyonce: the broader context

http://natturnersrevenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/etta-versus-beyonce-broader-context.html

Pardon the link to the personal blog but I was curious how BD folk feel.

After the "Love"

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 this,



God was silent.



I knew what I was doing. I turned heaven's volume down. Who am I kidding? I put Jesus on mute.

"I put Jesus on mute," I think I said aloud.

She was lost in her own thoughts.

I tried to think about the fleshly pleasures so recently experienced, but the three man gang of Grief, Guilt and Fear, leaned on me like the oppressing heat of the Saharan sun.

Grief reminded me that I was not who I thought I was nor who I claimed to be. He caused me to mourn the loss of my character and integrity. Said he talked to God and that He was hurt. I knew Grief was lying...and telling the truth. He convinced me that I no longer deserved life so I gave my joy to him.

Guilt went to work on my heart, causing it to thud sickly in my chest. "You're always telling other people how to live their lives, always giving advice on how to straighten up and fly right. Now you're just like the rest. Hypocrite!" The words stung like a slap in the face with a cold hand. He stabbed my mind with the knife of unworthiness, the ice pick of unrighteousness, and dug into my anemic heart with the dull jagged spoon of uncleanness. He convinced me that I was no longer worthy so I gave my confidence to him.

Fear said nothing at all, but settled in my stomach like a hot metallic ball of grease that would not allow itself to be vomited out...but made me wretch over and over. He fed the thoughts of panic about discovery and started a forest fire of humiliation and embarrassment. My whole body trembled at the thought of what could be... because of what was. Without lifting my eyes, I reached deep inwardly and placed my security into her hands.

And there I sat as they circled around me, whispering to me, taunting me, assuring me that they were going nowhere.

Still there I sat, ready to be poured out onto the floor.
No form.
No substance.
No more.

Then the phone rang.

Out of habit, I picked it up, connected the call and said,
"H'lo?"

"Hi Honey! Dinner will be ready when you get home and don't forget you're taking the kids to bible study tonight, 'kay?"

"O'kay."



James 1:14, 15


© SojournerG 2008 All rights reserved

he kisses her pretty face

he kisses her pretty face

he kisses her pretty face

as she blushes

realizing maybe this is real love, not a lie

but how does she know?

his kisses are sweetly distracting her

her focus fades

now she is blinded by his love…..

~

©2009 Kai C.

Lift God's Name Higher!!!

inauguration

inauguration

obama is coming
he comes
and he comes

we will cry
we will shout
we will thank God with joy
and now we will pray

chanting, “yes we can”
i said “proud to be a beautiful American”
cos there is hope in my soul
that my country, my people will be fresh and new

with Obama, i have faith
he would change the world
and learn from mistakes and great things
as we join him and his beautiful family

on an inauguration day

“welcome to The White House!
welcome to your new home!”
~
©2009 Kai C

The Ex Files

No offence to you or anything...
I saw you the other day
And I thought to myself
What was I thinking
Really,
what
was
I
thinking...

Or was I?

horus

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

same black blood

cos my people came from Africa

as we were brought here

in America

through the chains of cold hearted slavery in 1400s

oh Horus,

you rose up on clouds

walk on sand

i see you grace with long stick sword

ready to fight

but you should not fight

you should make peace

throw your weapons down

and shake hands wth other gods

cos war doesn't solve anything

believe me, it doesn't

you 're a falcon

a free falcon

that made peace with other birds

and you lead them to your own stars

among the clouds

and with your bold eye,

i see you

watching over me

from the moon above

your veins rush through

my light brown skin

while i taste your soul

upon my spoken tongue

bitter and sweet

your voice in the wind

it floats through

my locs

i want to touch your hand

feel your dark skinned complexion

let your tears sprinkle down

to my fingertip

cos

i am your being

you are part of me

my ancient God

your today human

Horus,

my wanderings, my surroundings

not in Eygpt

but in the farther away in the multitrilliion, trillion miles of universes....
~

©2008 Kai C.

Each One, Teach One!

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 the...crowd/ Have 'em vow to stand for/ More than just what's average/ Tell that young boy that he's "That One"/ Not a Maverick/ Teach him the way/ Don't preach him away!/ Live a life worth following/ Hallowing thy name in the process/ Encourage progress/ Not sex before marriage/ But if the baby carriage comes before the broom has been jumped over/ Tell that boy to be a man and stand/ Not to stand slumped over, Sad/ Mad cuz his Dad wasn't there to teach him/ We have to reach him/ Before the world does/ Because if we don't/ His child won't have a chance.

Watch my Poem Movie!

your fingers on my skin

your fingers on my skin

your fingers on my skin

i felt that

i felt that you're mine

and why?

my heart beats

i blush

asking, thanking

the Lord above

that

i found you..

i found you

deep down

inside a lonely place

where

you needed someone

you needed a piece of heaven

so

you took my hand

just one simple touch

that's all it takes

and

i fell in love

~

©2008 Kai C.