Sunday, June 16, 2013

Comments and apologies

  I just wanted to let those know who follow, read, and comment, first of all thank you, thank you, thank you! Second of all if you do comment and I do not respond do not be offended as I am still to date having issues with people leaving comments and with my responding to said comments.  I am  very sorry!  I do love you all black heart and soul!  The nice folks at blogger are helping me work this out.  So hang with me gang!!!



Lovely and poetic dreams all!

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Heat



Surrounding, internal, external
Figurative, literal, real
Scorching, searing, untouchable
Wicked, wanton, unwavering
Primal, frightening, basic
Needful, painful, wonderful

Wednesday, May 22, 2013




Dark clouds filled the sky

Vicious winds left us asking why

Mother natures wrath swift and strong

Leaving so many feeling like they don't belong

So many lost , so many in pain

But there will be sunshine after even the hardest rain

From out of the rubble hope has started to rise

Hand in hand Oklahomans pulling out from this demise.

We are resilient , we take care of our own

Our love brothers and sisters from our hearts and homes.


5/22/13


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Location:Out of the rubble

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Writer


Writer

I’m loving myself more every day
But actually I’ve  always felt this way
Abusive to my psyche, terrible to my soul
I’m remembering what makes me whole
The ink that flows like blood from my pen
The characters and worlds that come from within
The racing sensation of my rapid heart
I feel a shock  grab me when a new world starts
It’s like a drug that is coveted, precious,and new
To bring life to one that’s never been viewed
A creator of worlds and characters previously unseen
To go where they are and tell what they mean
Calling my name, never letting me sleep
Scenarios demand from my mind to leap
I will forever love this amazing craft
I will create for the rest of my days
Down to my very last ragged breath

Blackheart's rap

Ok so someone asked me what my rap song would be if I was a rapper back in the day. Well here it is. ROFL!






Crack a lack a set it off
I'm packin
Bet your boots
I won't be slackin
Takin care
ill for sure be
You'll hear my caps before
You see me
It's no joke, it's not funny
You're not my boy and I'm not your honey
There's no slidin in no flippin my switch
I roll alone , I am the queen bitch
So don't lead, follow, and get outta my way,
Don't need no player prince to save my day.
Cuz baby set it off
I'm packin,
bet your boots
I won't be slackin.


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Saturday, February 23, 2013

Acid


Wake me with your silence
Kill me with your kindness
Bleed me with your healing
Walk my path of destruction
Devour my hunger
Numb my laughter
The totality of your acidic mind
My complete undoing.

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Thursday, February 14, 2013

What it was

What it was


It was not a glance
It was a beckon

It was not a kiss
It was a secret

They were not caresses
They were conversations

They were not moans
They were music

We were not people
We were electricity

We didn't have an interaction
We had a reaction

It was not an act
It was ecstasy

We didn't have an understanding
We had an explosive discovery

It wasn't happenstance or chance
It was chemistry...
It was destiny





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