Saturday, February 14, 2009
valentine..babysitting...gave my daughter and hubby a night out...
Friday, February 13, 2009
lyrical splender/black history month/valentine day spoken word
i have lived to be among the rank..tonite..i gave my all..everything..this to shall pass..proverbs say..when i took that podium among the 10 speakers..i had no idea what was upon me..but i felt so damn good..that i almost lost my train of thought...why...there was two very important people who was watching us..i had no idea who was in the audience until our night had ended and the lights came on..nobody but the people from writer's guild and actors guild in the house..when they approached us..they ask my name and well..this is it sheila ..i said..can't back down now..i told them who i was and mr williams smiled and said..your words were very ..in his words ~aural~..expressive and very well originated..and to think it was just a month ago i started branching out..not feeling as though..i was an interest for such admiral...the night turned out beautiful..my son was the one who mention it to his producer and well she's a doll..her character and wit..prepares you for stardom..the conversation went well..i love my son very much for my back..where lines suddenly showed ..i was heard by a like of dignitaries tonight..in poetry..writing skills and screen editing..i got to sit in on a discussing of different ways to articulate speech patterns..what moves the audienc ..not only with drama and magnetude..but in making the crowd wanna get involved with your speech..improvising..touch..joy..connection..all the above..i got in at 12:01am.
on the nose..i feel so good..about Russell..THE DIRECTOR in charge wants to put him in more of her work..she told me how much she loves him..i truly am blessed ..thank God for survival and believe..when your time comes calling..u must proceed in motion..poetically..fundamentally..any means necessary..curtain call..open up your mouth and let it happen..just flowwwwwwwwww yourway to stardom..lord..i thank u..always and forever..peace..Create
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
PRETTY POISON..DA EVE /YOUR DESTRUCTION
I ROSE ABOVE MY NATURE..2 FEEL A THORN..WHAT STUCK IN MY HEART..WHAT
BROKE THE SOUND...WHAT WAS PUNISHMENT..ME..WHAT WAS FOUND FROM LOST..ME..A
PICTORIAL OF ASSERTION..DRAWN..A FIGMENT..A LAUGH..THE JOKES ON ME..BEING
TAKING ADVANTAGE OF..DA CORE OF AN APPLE..THE EVE OF PASSION FRUIT..THE WAYS
OF A MAN..THE THOUGHT OF A VINE..THE BEATINGS CONTINUES..VIOLENCE BRINGS NO REMOVAL..EVEN WHEN IT'S SPOKEN..IN TERMS OF NOT KNOWING ..HOW IT SOUNDS..YOU
STOMPED AND STOMPED ON MY APPROVAL...BUT PLAYED ON WHAT WAS TRUTHFUL..I STRAY
FROM WICKED OUTRAGE..I TRY TO FEEL MYSELF IN2 BEING SAVED..I SOMETIME GAVE
MYSELF A TAP ON THE BAC..SAID..SUCH A WONDERFUL WORLD I LIVE IN..NIDDA..NOOKIE NOSH..BULL..ALTHOUGH I..AM YOUR SMILE..A SOFT..TENDER MOMENT..MAKING IT SOOOOOO DIGNIFIED..SO DELIGHTFUL..I FELT A SLOW HAND..A CHILLNESS..GO PASS MY NECK..
BEHIND EAR LOPES..A COOL SENSATION..CALLED SEX..NO FABRICATION..I'M A DEEP
THROAT INNER PERCEPTION..WITH LIPS OF COMPULSION..THEY THRIVE 2B TOUCHED..
THEY MUNCH LIKE A I AM THE LAST SUPPER..HELPLESS THOUGH..WITHOUT DA MEAL..LIKE..
THE BITE OF SLAUGHTER..THE DEPTH OF NEEDLES PLUNGING INSIDE MY ORDER..WHILE
I STILL B..DA LIFE OF A TABLET WRITTEN..DA FRUITS OF EVIL..A STILL LIFE PORTRAIT..
THE INNER BODY MOTION...TO ARTICULATE MOODS..WITHOUT U AROUND...MY DELETABLE SERVE..PERCHING..HUMMING LIKE A BIRD..THAT SITS OUTSIDE YOUR WINDOW..WAITING FOR ANOTHER DAY..LOVING SEXUALLY...EXPLICIT OVERCURES..WHERE MELODIES ARE..THE SOUND
OF MOANS IN THEORY OF HARMONY..RHYTHMS WITH AN UN TIMELESS END..SLIPPING IN2
SLEEPLESS HOURS AND HOT ROMANTIC MAYHEIM..BUT HELD ACCOUNTABLE FOR DRIFTING..
OUTTA PLACE & IN2 OTHERS 4 PLAY..NO HOLD BE BARRING ME FROM BEING CAPTIVE..HIS..
HER UNBINDING LOVE GETS CAUGHT UP..IN A CLOUD.. WHERE HE DISAPPEAR IN2 THIN AIR
AND I LOSE ALL SENSE OF TIME WITH LONELINESS..WITH NO CARING..AS SEED FAITH..AS
A LIFE NAME..PAIN..ALTHROUGH..SHE THINKS..DOES THE LOVE..WHAT SHATTERS..BREAKS
IN2 MYSTICAL MASS..CHEMICALLY DISINTEGRATES FRAGMENTS..DESOLVES SELF..
WHAT WAS ONCE BODIES IN LOVE..WHERE..THE NATURE OF OUTDOORS..BECOMES DA RAPTURE..YOUR PLAYGROUND..A FANTASY...WHAT SHAKES ME OFF..IN BETWEEN ACTS..PRETENDS...WHERE YOU AND I SAVES EMPTINESS LOST..2B RESTORED..FEED THE SEED..DA BONES EVAPORATE..WHAT WAS SPOILED..FIND A FRESH PERSUASION 2MEET...YOU AND I'M GOING..GONE..FROM SIGHT..
WHERE BEGINNING..STARTS OVER..THE SAME O'L SHIT..WHAT WENT WRONG..WHERE HAVE I BEEN..RIGHT HERE...ALL ALONG...WAITING...UNDERSTAND...ADAM...UNTIL WE GET IT RIGHT..I'M NOT LEAVING...GENESIS..MY THEORY...DA BEGINNING >U MISSESD DA MESSAGE< 2009/NEW WOMAN'S ADDITION..BOOK II..CREATE.
Monday, December 29, 2008
FOR SOLOMON/THE VOICE OF LOVESONGS
YOUR BREATHLESS..AROMATHRAPY..THE INFIMITE DWELLER..WHO FINDS HIS QUEEN..SUNKEN..
IN THE MIDST OF MOURNERS..WHERE LOVE LOST IT'S COMFORT ZONE...BUT..WAITS FOR
YOUR GENDER..COMPLETES THEIR FINAL MOMENTS BE4..LIFE ENDS CLOSURE..U FEED MY TOUCH..U READ EVERLASTING ENTITY..DA GUIDE OF A SOLDIER..AWAY FROM HOME..WHERE
U TANTALIZE LOVE LETTERS..DA EMOLLENTS THE SCENT OF A MILLION DRAINED FROM HEAT EXPOSURE..LONESOME..THROWN IN2 ILLUSION..WHAT ESCAPES THE PAIN OF BATTLE..
A UNIVERSAL ATMOSPHERE..TOUCHED BY PAGES..WHERE THE LOVE NEVER DIES..I GIVE
RIGHTS 2 PERFORM..LOVE...TOUCH YOUR SOUL..HEADSTRONG..YES..I CAN MOVE U..EXTREMITES..YOUNG ONE..THE TRUTH HAS JUST GAVE YOU..MY INTERPITATION OF..
A WAR WITHOUT END...FEELING THE FIRES THATS BE MY TRANQUILITY..AN URGE 2 FIRE..BLAST...LIFT OFF..I CAN MOVE U 2 EXTREMITIES..AND MELT AWAY THE WAR..
BITING MY LOST WORDS WRITTEN..SAVING MY LIFE WORTH GIVEN..I HONOR MY MAN OF SOLITUDE..LONELY..WITH BUCKSHOT IN HIS HEAD..BUT I DECLARE YOUR VICTORY..SURRENDER..ME..DOWN UNDER..WEAR ME TO SLEEP..WHERE THE BATTLE ENDS..
THE HORNS BLOW..I'M DONE..A LIFE WORTH LIVING..HAS NOW REST..CREATE/2008/DEC29
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
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