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Candy Filled Eggs Sitting in Colorful Nest
A Special Something is on Its Way
It's Easter, My Favorite Holiday
Gifts of Bubbles, Hula Hoops & Jump Ropes
Sunshine not Rain is the Weather Hope
No-one Wants to Look for Eggs in the Wet
Board Games if Outside is Soggy is the Alternative Bet
But That's Not Why I Love This Time
It is the True Reason That Comes to My Mind
A man named Jesus Died for Me
Three Days Later, He Rose Up So I Could be Free
No Other Man Will Ever Love Me Like That
Not an Alphonse, a Timmy, or a Jack
The World was Dark but He's the Truth & the Light
Song Writer said That's Love and That is a Fact I Can't Fight
Didn't Want to Keep You Long
Me Not Talking About It Would be Wrong
Like the Tiny Tots Would Say
Happy Resurrection Day!!!
*sigh* It's been a year! Just been a year!! It's Just Been A Year!!! *tears*
Track 78
Still unbelievable that the Eternal Songwriter finish Track 78
I miss the melody & lyrics of Track 78
Maybe because parts of Track 78 was apart of my Life song
A Life song that someone else will name when the Eternal Songwriter finished writing it
Don't know what notes & rhythms he will add to the sheet music of my heart
Just like adding Track 78 to his Greatest Hits compilation
It's his work to compose
So, it is April and this month is known as National Poetry Month. Last year I shared with you some of my works. You can read that post HERE. This year, I will tell you about some of my favorites works from others.
Full Figured Potential by Ga Me (Georgia Me)
I probably would be a Spoken Artist if it was not for the fact that I hate reading in front of people. Reading and Praying out loud are the only parts of public speaking that make me stutter. Now reciting what I memorize or talking from the top of my head, I can do. And for some reason I don't memorize me own stuff. That's why I leave that field to people like this talented lady in the clip above. I love this poem.
Ego-Tripping (there may be a reason) by Nikki Giovanni
Blame the show A Different World for introducing me to this gem. The descriptive tones are so powerful.
I was born in the Congo
I walked to the Fertile Crescent and built
The Sphinx
I designed a pyramid so tough that a star
That only glows every one hundred years falls
Into the center giving divine perfect light
I am bad
I sat on the throne
Drinking nectar with Allah
I got hot and sent an ice age to Europe
To cool my thirst
My oldest daughter is Nefertiti
The tears from my birth pains
Created the Nile
I am a beautiful woman
I gazed on the forest and burned
Out the Sahara desert
With a packet of goat's meat
And a change of clothes
I crossed it in two hours
I am a gazelle so swift
So swift you can't catch me
For a birthday present when he was three
I gave my son Hannibal an elephant
He gave me Rome for mother's day
My strength flows ever on
My son Noah built New/Ark and
I stood proudly at the helm
As we sailed on a soft summer day
I turned myself into myself and was
Jesus
Men intone my loving name
All praises All praises
I am the one who would save
I sowed diamonds in my backyard
My bowels deliver uranium
The filings from my fingernails are
Semi-precious jewels
On a trip north
I caught a cold and blew
My nose giving oil to the Arab world
I am so hip even my errors are correct
I sailed west to reach east and had to round off
The earth as I went
The hair from my head thinned and gold was laid
Across three continents
I am so perfect so divine so ethereal so surreal
I cannot be comprehended except by my permission
I mean...I...can fly
Like a bird in the sky
We Wear the Mask by Paul L. Dunbar
My Elementary School was named after him so we learned a lot of his poems. Sad to say we still have to "wear the mask, sometimes
We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
Oh! The Places You’ll Go! By Dr. Suess
Many of us heard this one as children but it was not until I was an Adult that I really felt the words.
Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You’re off to Great Places!
You’re off and away!
You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself any direction you choose.
You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.
So, those are some of my favorites. What are your favorites? Leave them in the comment box below.
Ever had someone in your life that you think sometimes keeps you on the back burner until they need you. I had someone in my life that I felt was doing me like that. For a long time, I had a nagging feeling but I couldn't express my feelings without getting upset (still didn't stop me from expressing them). Also I couldn't pinpoint what or who I was being inched over for. Well in 2008, a significant event happened for this person's family. The person was very upset that two of their other friends were not available for them. They were considered family by the family so to that person, they should have been available. That person called me to express their frustrations about their other friends.
Poem is so old, its page came off the the pad
This poem came to me then. A few years later during a heart to heart, I read this poem to them and express my feeling without getting upset. That person then understood my feelings.
Today, I was reminded that April is National Poetry Month. I told you guys in the blog Why The Name OUTSPOKEN_DIVA, that OUTSPOKEN_DIVA was originally my pen name. I also said I would share some of my poetry one day. Today is that day. I will share 3 of them and include a short prose how they came to be.
1. Worthy of Price In undergrad at Lamar University, I had HATERS. Yes, I have those. I just don't complain about them like... One guy didn't understand why I didn't have low self-esteem because I was Fat. A couple of members of a sorority referred to me as "Dyme Piece" (that song was new & popular, then) because I thought, No Wait I knew I was Cute (I had a knack to dress up for no reason at all). And the list went on and on. By the time I learn any of this I was weeks from graduating, so I wasn't bothered badly. This poem was born one night after a passing some of my Haters.
Worthy of Price
Now, I know no one told You
That All Women
Should have "GREAT" self-esteem
But I know you thought
The One who covers her body
The One who won't wear makeup
The Fat, Big Boned, or Thick One
The Quiet One or Shy One
Did Not value themselves
PLEASE!!!
So What you whisper, you wonder why she think she thinks she is a "Diva or "Dyme"
Why shouldn't she
She May Think
Others can be the Dyme
But your Life isn't even the Down Payment for a Look from her
Praise and Worship Crush On New Year's Eve 2004, was the first night I went with my BFF named Football Nerd to the church we attend now. The church is a mega-church but for the first year we sat around the same people. That included a man whose worship for God was very attractive. New Year's Eve 2005, I figured out that the lady and the children with him was his family. Whoops!!! LMBO
A Whole Love Let's just say I don't believe in 50-50 in a romantic relationship. A man needs to bring all of him because I will be bringing all of me. Oh and this one rhymes!!!
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