
Monday, December 29, 2008
FOR SOLOMON/THE VOICE OF LOVESONGS

Saturday, December 27, 2008
the glow of love
I am the signature that rest upon your hands..a face in the photo..i see every time i look...your smooth black smile with cinnamon stick skin..the taste to glorify a happy gift..where i can't stay away from..eyes..why do they speak without a tongue to lick your saliva from my CRAVEN..i feel like a sticky sensation
aiming towards my deep throat...rotating around da circumference wearing u..loading it's trickling fate..being lured among aura..a combination that worked from the beginning of nature's elements..where the wetness slays within side our jaws..swishing around..eating the daily menu..where i become the decision..losing conscience..da touch..i die for..every time i look in2 your soul..where i get lost...don't wanna be found...unless the rescuer is you.God in heaven only knows the many nights i sleep in discomfort..the urge to slumber with the right GENEs..in silence..with no angle to shape the course of learning how...being in love..where i hear..I LOVE YOU..SHEILA...BUT..don't give a response what so ever...i guess that's my signal 2 leave tradewinds in the air..with motions to move my hot bothered lust that rules..u wrote..where i became outta control..it's you..i can't resist..damn..but you are one of the hottest males i have ever quivered behind sweet black chocolate flesh..sexy as hell..what have u done..dammit..WHAT????..enuff of my wet sheets and bathing in between night shivers from lost posession..sexual healing..I can't FORGET..what was just fantasy..your the fliest thug i have ever wanted down below..the gifts...da effects..OMG..what a year..pretending 2..do my thang..i awake naked..in a bed without you...dream..another..distasteful..it's u once more..vibration...such a bore..substitutes of decision..your body walks..i lose..the battle has won..me..without..you..da real thang..miserable..tired of toys..a fool and it's creation soon falls apart...getting fucked..OVER..CREATE
COLGATE WOMAN'S GAMES /TRYOUTS FOR MY GRAND DAUGHTER TATIE
Friday, December 26, 2008
CHRISTMAS /THE DAY AFTER
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
THE GIFT..MY JOURNAL OF QUOTES:***CREATES MIND***
QUOTE:I
WHEN I UNDERSTAND..I'M UNDERSTANDING..WHAT THE DREAM FORETELLS ...BECOMES VISION...WHEN ALL THATS GIVEN..I STAND THE TEST OF TIME WRITTEN..THATS CALLED..DISCIPLINE..WISDOM..WELL UNDERSTOOD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
QUOTE:II
WHEN I SORE AMONG YOUR JUPITER 2 GREET YOUR MARS..I CLAIMED SKIES..WHERE CLOUDS
FOLLOW...PROTECTS MY WHEREABOUTS...AS FAR AS I CAN GO...GOD MAKES THIS ALL
WORTH WHILE..POSSIBLE..PRAISE HIS NAME..WHERE I AM HIS CHILD..FOREVER BLESSED
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QUOTE:III
WHAT LIGHT THAT SHINES ON MY AFRICAN HABITAT...GIVES COLORS 2 BLEND..
MIXED.AND YET..I ASSOCIATE..WHAT COMPREHENDS FELLOWSHIP..GATHERING
BEGINNINGS..WHERE PAIN LEFT IT'S ROOTS..WHERE DA END COMES..AWARDS
RAINBOWS..ONE UNIVERSE ONE BEING..OUT OF CONTROL..STILL..
WEARS DEATH..
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POEM~~~~~~GENTLE SLEEP~~~A WAR STORY~~~~
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I DIE..WHERE I NEST REST..BE WEAKEN BY LESS ENERGY..FROM
WITHDRAWL..BEING TOSS..TURNED AROUND..LOST HOURS WHICH
DISPLAYS FIGURES..KEEPS DANCING IN MY HEAD..WHERE DA ROOM
IS AN ARMY..THOUGHTS OF PILLOWS..OLD AND SHALLOW..THE LININGS
ARE CAVED IN..WHERE I LOSE COMFORT..MY HEAD IS HURTING..DUE
2 LACK OF CHRONIC BEATIN..ME..LIFTING..ME..WHERE FIGHTING IS
WAR..WHAT AIMS..FIRES..DRIFTS APART..FROM LEAVING U ALONE..
WHERE I KILLED NOISE..THE RIGHT WAY..WHATS NORMAL..MAKING LOVE..
WITHOUT AMMUNITION..DESTROYED OUR GENTLE SLEEP..HOME..WHERE DA
HEART LIVES..ALL IS FORGIVEN..CREATE/SHEILA T JORDAN..DEC/2008.
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QUOTE:IV
AS I DIP YOUR FLAVA..TASTE YOUR SOUL..WHAT EATS MY INTENTIONS 2..EVOLVE..OPEN PANDORAS BOX..FIND WHATS CHANGES THOUGHT..COMES 2 AN CONCLUSION..CREATE/08
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QUOTEV:OBSERVATION
I'M A METHOD 2 MINSET..INNER ROUTINE..WHERE PRINCIPLES ARE IN ORDERLY FASHION
KEEP MY FOCUS..ALERT FACILITIES..SET THEM ON DA RIGHT TRACK..WHERE MEMORY IS IN CONTROL...CREATE/DEC/2008
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QUOTE:VI
TO BRIDGE DA GAPS..IS LIKE BREAKING BREAD 2 DIVIDE WHAT RESCUES RECESSION..
PROSPER THOSE IN NEED OF LOSS..CREATE/2008DEC
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QUOTE:VII
MY BLUE ROSE IS NOT JUST A COLOR..BUT DA BEAUTY WORE
2 THE HUMAN EYE IT VIEWS..
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GOD BLESS YOU FOR ALL THE MONTHS I HAVE BEEN WORKING ON YOUR BEHALF...THANKS AGAIN..LANNIE..TAKE CARE..PEACE
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AN ANSWER 2 POET >PABLO NERULA<
SO..ONCE I AM NOTHING..WE MEET...WHERE..MY HEART TREADS WATER...ON A LAKE OF NONE..WHERE MY SOUL PRETEND THE WEATHER CHANGES 2 SUN..WHERE SKIES HAVE MELTED
MY DEEPEST ROSE..WHAT IMAGE WORE...ONCE IN RAGED FROM HOLLOW SLEEP...WHERE
LOVE KNOWS NO LIFE..NEVER MET..TO DREAM WHAT FEATURES ME..THE GOLDEN WOMAN OF TIME..WHAT URGES HER BODY TO LIVE BENEATH THE SOUND.. WHAT CAPTURES...A BITE
OFF THE TREE WE DEVOURED..TOOK A CHANCE AS STOLEN MOMENTS..LASSO YOUR LOVE AS A ROPE..I TIE YOU UP..THROW MY WEIGHT AROUND YOUR TORSO..COMMENCE 2 DIVE ON..WHAT TRIED 2 ESCAPE FROM LONELY ..DARK TIDES..THAT AIMS AT ME UNSELFISHLY..THOUGH
EYES HAVE MET FOR JUST A SEASON OF WOES...WE WERE DRIFTING IN A WORLDPOOL OF NEGLECT..SUFFERING FROM A NEED 2 PROVOKE FUN..I SMILED AS IF U WERE MY LONG
AWAITED VICTORY...SPANDING THE GLOBE..SEEKING AN OUTCOME OF FORTUNE..WHERE ONCE MORE ..I DIED..SINKING IN A WORLD WITHOUT TIME..BUT GAVE OURSELVES.2 ONE ANOTHER
IN A JOURNEY 2 RESCUE...HEARTS KNOWING ANY..KEEPIN THOUGHT ALIVE AND BREATHIN
WHERE THE ADVENTURE..LAID ME DOWN..HID BEHIND..THE ATONEMENT..WHAT BURIED THOUGHT..LOCKING LIPS...TOUCHING IMAGINARY COMFORT..THE JOY WITHIN..DREAMS 2 FOREFILL..LEAVES..SAYS GOODBYE..FAKING..WHAT WAS JUST A NOVEL OF PASSION AND WIT.. WET...WILD..INSANITY..WEARIN YOUR SLEEP..WHAT WAKES UP..ATTEMPTING 2 REMAIN LOVE..WHAT WAS ONLY MAKE BELIEVE..CREATE
Monday, December 8, 2008
OUTCRY LIVES IN OUR CITIES
ANOTHER YEAR HAS GONE...WE LIVE AS ONE..BUT..FOR THE MOMENT I CRY..WHEN RAINBOWS PASS ME BY..WHEN PAIN HAS IT'S DAYS..WHEN HEARTS ARE GASPING FOR HELP..I LOOK
TOWARD MY FEDERAL GOVT...TO EASE MY LOST OF GAIN..I'M COLD..WHERE WARMTH HAS
CLOSED MY DOORS...WHERE HOME IS NO MORE..I WALK WITH CANDLES..LEAVE WHAT'S LEFT AMONG THE SHADOWS..WHERE WE LIVE..I CAME WITH BAGGAGE..I BEGGED IN HUNGER..I HOLLERED IN PAIN..HOW MUCH MORE CAN I TAKE..I'M A SUBSTANCE OF LABOR..A CHILD UNABLE..I CAN'T PAY NO BILLS..U TAKEN AWAY MY SHELTER..MY RELATIVES CAN'T HELP..FOR LACK OF NEED THEMSELVES..WE LIVE AS POOR AS THE CLOTHES ON OUR BACK..WE SHARE OUR BREAKFAST..ON THE STREETS IN SOUP KITCHENS AND OVERCROWDED ROOMS WITH NO MORE
FOOD TO DISTRIBUTE..WHAT'S A HUMAN SUPPOSE TO DO...I GET DOWN ON MY KNEES..AT
THE NEAREST CHURCH OR SYNAGOGUES..WHERE PRAYER BECOMES MY ONLY ANSWER..I SEE THE
MORNING RISE...HOURS PAVES THE WAY TO SKIES LEAVING DAYLIGHT..MEETS DA DARKNESS
B4 I CAN CLEANSE MY BODY..I TAKE A NUMBER..WAIT TO BE CALLED WHERE I REST..MY
FAMILY IS IN ANOTHER SHITHOLE...THIS IS THE SEASON TO BE JOLLY...NOT WHERE I
LIVE..WITH MISTLETOE AND HOLLY...NO CHRISTMAS CARDS..NO GIFTS UNDER TREES..NO HOT
CHOCOLATE OR MIDNIGHT APPAREL..WHERE LIL BABIES..MOTHERS AND FATHERS..WILL BRING
IN DA NEW YEAR 2009...JUST ANOTHER YEAR..WHAT LEFT US BROKE..LIVING ON BORROWED TIME..IN A JAR..WITH CHANGE SPARED..I SLEEP IN YOUR ALLEYWAYS..I SHAKE LIKE I'VE NEVER BEEN ACCOMPANIED BY DA SALVATION ARMY..WHAT HELPS LESS IN A MAN OR A WOMAN..WITH LITTLE CHILDREN LEFT IN DARKNESS..WITHOUT A NOTION OF TIME OR EXISTENCE..I CRY FOR ALL WHO ARE HOMELESS..I PLEAD TO MY JESUS..I ASK HIM..IS
THEIR ANOTHER WAY TO ESCAPE POVERTY WITHOUT A SOLUTION..IF THERES ANY ROOM LEFT IN
THIS WORLD..FOR ME OR ANY LIFESTYLE..SEEKING LOWER THAN AN GRAVE SITE..THAT SPELLS GOODBYE..YOUR TIME IS UP...GOD..IF YA HERE ME..PLEASE ANSWER MY QUEST..TO STAY
ALIVE IN THIS LIFE WITH NO RESULTS..PLEASE..AFTER ALL THAT'S WRITTEN TO CONGRESS..PLEASE BRING THE POWERS OF COMMAND...HELP OUR NEW CHIEF IN THE WHITE HOUSE...A BLACKMAN..WITH MUCH LEFT ON HIS HANDS IN HIS JOURNEY..TO SAVE US ALL..
THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA'S PEOPLE..THE RED..THE WHITE AND DA BLUE...I HURTING INSIDE MYSELF..I LOVE MY WIFE..MY CHILDREN..THE ABILITIES WHICH I STAND ACCOUNTABLE..MY FREEDOM 4 WHICH MY BLOOD REIGNS RESPONSIBLE AND STRENGTH YOU
GIVES US ALL...TO PROSPER AND REMAIN HUMBLE..WHERE OUR TREE GROWS..WHEN OUR LAND WILL NOURISH..WHERE THE EARTH STILL CALL US HOME...LET US FIND RESTORATION..A
WORLD WITH A NEW ORDER..BEFORE WE CLOSE LIFE FOREVER...WITH NO CELEBRATION OR
HOPE FOR DA FUTURE..OUR LIFE DEPENDS ON RESOLUTION..WHERE THE SOUL MATES IT'S KINGDOM..WHERE YOUR THE THORNS..LOOKING DOWN ON US ALL..PROPHECIES WRITTEN..PEACE..CREATE...AKA..
SHEILA T JORDAN
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