A Collection Of Short Poem VII

EVERY CHILD

Every child is capable
Lovingly birthed with potential

FAMILY

Stringing moments
Like fine pearls
We spend time as one
Daily building for them
A centered foundation

WHEN K. SMILES

Her dimples of joy turn inward
Every happy chance she gets
Love dancing in her big brown eyes
Buttered toast, mommy, or biscuits on her mind

THE COLORS OF LOVE

The colors of love
Are the colors of their hearts
Displayed brightly
When they flash their pearly whites

PLAYING ON SATURDAY MORNING

This laughter
Alarming giggles
Ringing gratitude in my ears
My heart beating back to life
Life, worries, bills, and chaos momentarily gone

Saturday morning fun
Has just begun

LOVE

Two happy laughs tickling my essence
Tiny hands embracing my all
High fives, nighty night, sweet dreams
And funny faces
Saying it all

I LOVE YOU MOMMY

Quietly as I turn out the light
Just in time for sleep to set in
This heartbeat of mine whispers quietly
Her sleepy voice softer than a squeak

I love you mommy

MOTHERHOOD

Birthing poetry and poems
Many thanks to their daily (ness)
I could fill a book with childhood fun
And silly toddler antics
Motherhood birthing strength and creativity in words

LOVE II

Consumed by overwhelming love for these two
Heavenly miracles gratefully mine
I crumble slowly falling apart like a pack of cards
Under the weight of my own words
Tears free falling
Grace my only embrace

UNTITLED

My crowning glory
These twins girls so into pink
My heart blushes love

PRAYER

Bless these ones
You so graciously entrust in my care
Love them oh Lord, bestowing grace daily upon them
Be their hearts’ desire, its joyful supplication

Faith, hope, and love always living in them

Amen!!!

A Collection Of Short Poems VI

PAINFUL THOUGHTS OF YOU

Raking golden colored leaves on my front yard
My body curls as cold air blows past my eyes into my heart
Painful thoughts of you welling up like tears deep inside

LOST IN LUST

Lost in the warmth of his timely words
I envisioned the embrace would be even better
Lust shaded my views as I succumbed to his will

OUR KISS

This breath
No longer warm
Just tepid
Stinking of lust
Ugly reminders of you

EVIDENCE

Your eyes are darts
Achingly piercing the heart

Scars and tears
Stained crimson red
Evidence of your hidden truth

UNTITLED: NEW FOUND LOVE

I am not defined by him
But this new found love sustains me

YOUR LOVE

In the heart of my poems
Lies your love
Beating my motives to life

YOUR LOVE II

Your love sits written in ink
Sealed with desire
On the tablet of my beating heart

Here now passion resides
Scribbled all over
You and I as one

YOU ARE MY POEM

You are my poem
I write in love
Youthful lust
And happy thoughts of you

CANVAS OF MY HEART

I spread this canvas of light
Golden in its ray
Like summer sun bright and warm
My heart paints
And caresses your name
In love

YOU ARE MY POEM II

You are my poem
The ying to this passionate yang
My calm and peaceful Zen

My inspiration and quiet meditation
I write in love of you

* A lovely, joyfilled week to you all*

A Poem Born Out Of Spam, And Naughty Search Terms

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A lot bring people to my blog
My name unique and strange
Matched with my big African booty

These people want badly to know me
And what it’s like to make love
To an àbíkú faerie
Possibly with pictures of a black yansh

While maintaining an attitude of gratitude
Yorùbá words appealing to their sexual lust

A lot bring people to my blog
And boy am I glad they come
Leaving with short seductive stories
To tell horny girls
Bitches who love Europe

Life issues and the many
Unfortunate plights of mankind
Slipping past their Sunday night minds

Àbíkú- wanderer child. It is the same child who dies and returns again and again to plague the mother(An ancient Yorùbá belief)
Yansh- a slang, (often considered vulgar) for booty.

*I had a good laugh looking through the search terms, and spam….this poem, albeit ridiculous was born out of it all, so thanks to these people . Whatever the reasons anyone stops by my blog, I hope they leave happy, and I am thankful that they stop by, though I doubt that picturess of any booty, big or otherwise, would be shared anytime soon. Have a lovely Friday and weekend dear friends…no, I am not an àbíkú or a faerie, or even a lethal combination of both .  Be good to others, and to yourselves.

Hope

Hope floats in the blue skies
Like a colorful butterfly

Softly dropping from on high
Like fresh dew
On green leafs

Gently it caresses each new morn
Divinely embracing
Every dawn

Nature’s Call

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giant trees shed their cover
at nature’s breezy call
as autumn and her cold air
embraces all

*Have a lovely week, and if you are in the path of the storm; please stay safe. praying it passes quietly.*

A Collection Of Short Poems V

A NEW SEASON

A new day a new dawn
A new season with new words

AUTUMN CARRIES WORDS

Autumn carries words on gentle breeze
Golden leaves gently falling
As nature transports poetry
And rhymes
Straight to my heart

AUTUMN IN COLORED APPLES

Beautiful colored apples
Red yellow green and plum
Autumn shows in fruits

FALL IN YOUR LOVE

Cool breeze of autumn
Caressing all my fibers
I blush (fall) in your love

UNTITLED

The warmth leaves for other lands
Gentle breeze falls
Like autumn leaves
On these parts

COLORS OF THE SEASON

Colors of this season warm my heart
Embracing my insides with its subtle breeze
Gentle and caressing I feel nature’s love
Fall and autumn surrounding my joy

MY HEART’S WARMTH

I fall into your arms
As summer surrenders to autumn
There my heart finds warmth
On cold and chilly nights

DRIVING TODDLERS IN THE RAIN

October rain blows
Soothing breeze
Through rolled down windows
Into this stuffy automobile
Calming cranky toddlers
Straight to slumber

A peaceful drive ensues…

YOU AND I

Elegance flows in this heavenly body
Your fingers trail them
Absorbing every bit of this deity
Love flowing in the celestials
This heartfelt desire marking us
As gods

UNTITLED II

The rain sets the mood
Its rhythmic drips the soundtrack
Of a chilly day soon fading
Into a cold night
Warmth found between extra feet
And sheets

YOU: CRYSTALLINE POEM

Thoughts of you consumed my day
Tonight sweet dreams of you will fill my sleep

BETWEEN TWO POEMS

Torn between 2 poems
One of lust and desire
The other on words and passion
I abandon both
For another collection
Of short poems

KINDNESS THIS WEEK: SMILE

As much as you can
Be kind to all this week
Sometimes all will it take
Might be a sincere smile

*A lovely week to you all *

A Collection Of Short Poems IV

WRESTLING

I fought against my desire of you
Wrestling it straight
Into your arms

WHISPERED TONES

Serenade these ear lobes
Stream kisses down its canals

Melt every ear wax
With gentle whispered tones

SEPTEMBER’S GRACES

How enticing this month
Called September
My Egyptian god of poetry and form
Gracing me humble
With never ending words

EMBROIDERY

Embroidered delicately
With stitches of lust and love
Laced with a splash of desire
Your name stands written
In this passionate heart of mine
Beating your love to life
Every chance it gets…

THE ARROW OF GOD (BOOK SPINE POETRY)

The Arrow of God
No Longer At Ease
Things Fall Apart

SIGN YOUR LOVE

Sign your love to me
Across this dotted lines…
Beating your name softly
My heart is capable

WHATEVER

I don’t mind
Whatever the weather brings
As long as you are mine

DANCE

African mothers dance
Shaking their rumps hard
To these fast paced drums…
The days of droughts are over
Children roam the streets in glee

LOVE

You
Charmingly kind
Making me happy
Asking for nothing but
Love

* The books used in the Book Spine Poetry are all by Chinua Achebe*

My Journey Thus Far…

I had these books waiting to be read and they were on top of one another just like that…I smiled as the vision of this book spine poem came into my head…even more so because it spoke to me about my journey with words, and writing. It felt like it was describing my journey in words thus far…hence the title.

To cut the long story short
A poem travelled down my arm
Once
Becoming Ebony

 

Books Used:
1. To Cut The Long Story Short by Jeffrey Archer
2. A Poem Travelled Down My Arm by Alice Walker
3. Once by Alice Walker
4. Becoming Ebony by Patricia Jabbeh Wesley

Virile Permeation

Grace me with your virility
Adorn me with your vigor

Shake me deep down my feminine glory
Drop your love...Darling...

Sow a seed in this core

No Say

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Sleep has no say
When these words want
To have their way
My night becomes day