Waiting......

Waiting....


Green grass
No marijuana 
Just weeds
But no weeds
Of illegal kind
Just weeds
Crowding my face
Crowded space
Can't breathe
Asthamic pace
No inhaler of space
Just fumes
Congested
Clouded smoke
Jobless interviews
Parental advisors
Question
My personal being
On this earthly couch
Remote in hand
Ideas travelling around My imaginary lightbulb -
Nothing lit
Dimmed light
Only seen a few feet
Distance reached with imaginary hands
Thinking...
As if I was the lighthouse
To guide them their... 
Emotions despair
Floating above sea
Competing with fish
On how many circles 
Upstreams we go in
Until we reach a place
Of comfortness
Regardless
Of whether it makes sense
Like this poem
I wrote on the iPhone
Sitting @ home
Waiting .... For a job
Waiting for patience..
Waiting for it all to make sense..

Boredom of a poet

I once measured the sea with a ruler...and counted the sand with a weight scale...

I once captured smoke and grabbed it with my bare hands....

I once imagine i was Jesus
I imagine i could heal-I saw my life wrote in a book
And my death celebrated for years...

I once told myself I was an astronaunt, an astrologer, a magi...
I found stars, wrote poems, and created galaxies of notebooks in the sky...
And then I woke up
and realized it was all boredom of my imagination
Things that are thought up
When the poem takes it's time 2 come to you....

Misunderstood

Misunderstood 
Conciously denied
Conciously confused
Decipher thoughts
Left their emotions misunderstood

Man and woman

Voices.

Voices..

spoken too softly
Voices..
Spoken with anger
Emotions closed doors
Fist broke hearts endangered

The woman

Her tears...

Damped up confusion
Wetten her blacken eyes
Now thoughts are vividly clearer now
Picture's bloody perfect

Now that... love has been defeated
But Equated too...

Her saddness 

Convincing Her mental
That.. Abuse 
was the purpose of love...

If only

If only

If only stars could talk
Think...scientific poetry
Add...Astrological thoughts
And I could rule the galaxy

I would Elimiate
All...fallacies
And...Max out oxymorons
Though..
Sore losers would be station on Earth....while
Winners are station on the moon

If only metaphors didn't exist
i could give u the milky ways
Show u how to love in our horoscopes
And persuade u with the love in our synastry

But if only
My zodiac wasn't so true
A cancer shell....So protective of me
That I can't get next too you
I prolly could tell u how I felt
I prolly would ask u to ride in
My space ship.....

The Plane ticket

Freedom expressed so vividly
Open my mind
Locked violence
Close my eyes
See essence

Precious flowers
Sprout beautiful Intellect
Transcendentalist
Upright connect 

Sun moon & stars
I make love to
Galaxies seas and moons
I drown my ignorance in
I come up baptized in happiness
joy peace and Love...

Freedom expressed
So vividly
Controlled emotions
I let go again

Zodiacs tell my dreams
Stars mimic them in a play
Singing planets
Dancing Jupiter
Lovely Venus
And Moody Mars
Gr8 characteristics they portray... This lovely life of mine  

FLYS don't live in SPACE....

Flys don't live in space
Flys CANT live in space
Shit doesn't exist here
No manure or maneuvers
Just movement of movements

Planets
Stars hold wishes
God's hand pick planets
Hold angel meetings and miracles
No 34th streets
Just comets @ Godspeed
No time for lies or metaphors
No doors to throw them out of 
No waste to take up space
No time goes unconsumed
...just bright lights 
And answered wishes

Dreams come true 
And fall with stars
Angels dance with moons
Energy goes towards the SUN
Positivity is created here
Love was invented there

If Flys lived in Space....Shit would exist
And the Abyss would rule the galaxies... 

STARS... don't hold wishes

The STARS don't hold wishes
humans don't acknowledge wisdom
and Albert Einstein wasn't a genius
just a brilliant man who ignored his life
to figure out ours...
Scientifically..
And metaphysical beings...E=Mc square

A poet isn't a writer
and a story isn't a poem
Maya Angelou isn't a genius
just a brilliant woman who spiritually
captured the world's essence in between the margins of her heart
LOVE LIFE PEACE
and POETRY...

A tree isn't grass
and grass isn't the roots of the trees
a landscaper isn't a gardener
just a brilliant plant lover who dedicated his life
to removing the weeds from our lawns
FLOWERS SHRUBS AND BUSHES
and HEALTHY FRUITS...

STARS don't hold wishes
and they don't fall from the sky
God isn't the creator
just a brilliant being who's spiritually
created by mystery
gave his only son
so that I can write you this poem
SUN MOON July 19 the day I was born
A GENIUS...A POET...A LANDSCAPER
A WOMAN...
who used her faith to write wishes upon STARS...

Africa....

Decipher my life
take away my freedom
add chains to my brain
hate my black skin

Remove woman from title
call me bitch
put me out in a field
decorate my body with whips

take away his penis
give him a vagina
with broken womb
a dysfunctional Fallopian tube
watch his seeds conceived brainless

kill our spirit
call us nigger
trap smoke with your bare hands
steal our land... Abolish our pride
rape our concious
be-head our God

this is the story of my ancestors
this is the story of Africa....

Space Soap Opera

Neutrons and molecules
space travelers and light years
God speed thru galaxies
spiritual entity's are aliens
Alienated from Earth
appreciated by time

Floatation devices
Satellites and bright stars
Stadiums and superstars
Supernovas are competitive
comets are indestructible

Mercury rotates around Mars
Pluto fights 8 planets in court
shooting stars rival
Gang planets combust and combine

Sun and Moon make luv
Sun and Moon create Cancer
Constellations gossip thru space
Milky ways are created...

These are the tales of an astronaut***

Element of Freedom

Actually
I contemplated
on being rejected from life
I actually bet and won
Transcendentalist I say
A Transcendentalist I become...

I never stood up without a fight
I found the element of my freedom
I found my ticket to heaven

No spaceships no astronauts
just astral projection
into space
I write my constellation on God's galaxy
I took God's hand
and wrote my Pslams
I took God's writings
And lived my horoscope

A Cancerian Poet
Born to Earth
conceived by the Moon
Father by a Gemini Sun
A spirit of God's image

I shine thru hemispheres
Supernova my history
I Define gravity..
I write my commandments in stone
I found my Element of Freedom..

Galaxy Ride

Galaxy Ride

A combination of love
stars bright and comet skys
where our astro signs love and hide
ooh wee i love the galaxy rise

galaxy ride, galaxy ride
over the moon spirits dream
earth captures water and creates seas
I love the galaxy rise
the universe becomes our playground
off the rings of Jupiter when we rise
i love the constellation reflection in
your eyes, galaxy ride, galaxy ride

galaxy rides
no planes or jets
no astrological suits or sweats
just astrological signs and myths
as i take your hips and fly
between the milky way will go
write our names among the constellations
lets ride, this ride
galaxy ride, galaxy rise

Jamiroquai Rising

Jamiroquai rising
Space cowboy I'm finding
Manifested destiny
Steals my time....time in Stillness
Too fast light travels
I can't grab my heart and travel
I escaped Earth barely with a spirit
My breath in her womb was very limited......Asthmatic
Inhaled smoke transmitted
Fleshy diseases to my spirit

Sub-consciously defeated
....unconsciously awaken
In a warp mind-framed
Outer limited
My human spirit can't fit in it

....In this space ship I must travel
To GOD knows where...to a place called there...Jamiroquai rising

....planet Ingridents....Canned Heat is Supersonic
Butterfly's all around Talullah tonic
Club Planet Home I wanna go
Escorted by Mr. Moon...court dated many galaxies
Orchestrated symphony bands
Cloud drummers.....jazz comets
Piano star Supernovas
Constellation crowd....Jamiroquai rising

So sadly....But consciously awaken
By an Emergency on Planet Earth
To realize..my dream is...a mind "travelling without moving"

MY HIGHNESS

MY HIGHNESS

my highness doesn't consist of me putting trees to my lips
but instead I close my eyes and astro plane on my space ship...
create constellations with my space travels...
Supernova I become...
Sailor Moon I have one..
dizzy from warp speed 
alcohol I don't need, 
I'm the Roots -I'll shall proceed,
to meditate my sub-concious youth...
meditate Earth's sins make me nauseas, not perfect but im flawless...
Jesus walked on seas, Essie walks on clouds...
I don't need ur trees to get me high...
I'm Lupe Fiasco...
watch me touch the sky! 

SPACE HIGHNESS

SPACE HIGHNESS

I refuse the highness of the Earth Trees
No grass no green no marijuana 
Astrological, astronomical
Astral plane I meditate to
My unconcious brain thru....
No weed can see my stars
My galaxy is that of actuality
Not reality 
No cocaine or beer
Can steer my Spaceships
Your truck hit deers
My ships travels cosmic
Dodge comets I...
Create constellations
With my....
Space travels
Galaxies not with holding me
Light years of God-speed I am...
God-speed, God be with me
Thru milky ways and horoscopes
Zodiacs Ima star wanderer
Moon dancers I sex Supernovas...

No Earth carries signals to my brain
My spirit satellites to God's astral plane
Astral project myself into another dimension
This highness here cant even be six sensed
Alienated Alien
Space invader crusader
Water born Sun sign
Cancer Crab spreads Sunshine

I refuse Earth's poisonous piss
Alcohol...
Dizzy spells and awkward stomachs 
Refusal replaced by time travel
And discovery planets
Magi astrologer
Eastern star I follow
The Son
Of the one who created the moon

DONT WORRY ABOUT CONTROL...JUST ENJOY LIFES SCREW UPS!!!

Today is going by kinda slowly....the clouds are moving like snails as they massage the Earth's sky. My day has been spent texting, filling out job applications, and watching TV. Today Nature and I are taking a lil break...we decided to give each other a lil space as we figure out why I can no longer get along with Earth's inhabitants. "Sure, I don't get along with Earth inhabitants that well either..but i manage and everyone i come in contact with I try to influence and make them better"..that was the last thing i heard from NATURE....he's so right by the way...but I'm just so frustrated with Earth's inhabitants! From this dumb a-hole recession to looking up at night and the STARS refusing to talk to me! It hurts so much when the STARS refuse conversation with me. Here lately my spiritual self has totally neglected my flesh...my subconscious and conscious mind can't stand each other...but ironically....I'm calmly sane? does that make sense? well let me provide an example....I'm dealing with so much right now from no job, no car, no house, no money, and what little money i get is spent on a hope and a wish that i hit the Power ball...but hey what can u expect?

Joyce Meyer said something to me that has forever changed my life.."stop worrying about things you can't control"..yes that's much easier said than done..but once you get in the habit of doing it..it actually works...I mean I'm basically a nomadic poet with barely a pot to piss in walking around with a bunch of hope and a few bucks to play the lotto every now and then yet I'm happier than ppl who aren't struggling? why is that so you ask? well i tell you why...the STARS are really refusing to align this year...from the MOON refusing to talk to the SUN and the SUN hesitating to dry up the RAIN from the RAIN being pissed at the clouds from siding with the SUN..life's emotions have caused chaos everywhere!

BUT ppl there is no need to panic...even life is allowed to be pissy at ppl...thats what makes LIFE so great! One minute LIFE is a big joke that we can sit back and laugh at for days, weeks, months, or even years..then next LIFE will team up with LOVE and the WIND and blow right through us....only leaving you with a tingling chilly feeling wanting and waiting eagerly for more....

i love LIFE, maybe sometimes a lil too much to the point to where NATURE will get jealous...but i can't help it...LIFE is like the bad boy....and every woman at least needs to experience a inner city bad boy at least once! LIFE was my bad boy...i love his busy streets, his dirty sidewalks, and how he would piss on the corner and not care, i just loved that he was about drama...i personally think LIFE is a GEMINI.....matter of fact i know he's a GEMINI! it wasn't until recently that i found out that my rising sign was that of a GEMINI! that would explain all the crazy boyfriends who just ironically happen to be GEMINIS which basically explains my attraction, but no matter how much drama, love, and fun we had....we were never meant to be...i enjoyed my time with LIFE...but that man is truly something i cant control....he taught me a lot of lessons which i use to this day, but he and I are too different and we approach Earth's journey with different morals and with that....... i returned back home to the south to be with NATURE, and even though we have our ups and downs i truly know we were meant to be together. He has truly taught me about enjoying EARTH and everything that's good in her....sure that's easier said than done...but I'm sure with a lil practice i can do it.....just pray to the heavens, ask GOD to humble your heart and just sit back and enjoy the screw ups of LIFE with NATURE!

LOVE UNTIL.....

Tonight I kiss NATURE goodnight as he travels overseas to awaken EARTH’s children. Today NATURE and I met and talked about our future…he promised he would never give up on us and as long as GOD is his employer…his job will forever be LOVING me…so tonight… I signoff with this note…go to bed happy…go to bed with LOVE!!! Go to bed with LOVE on your heart…LOVE on your mind…and LOVE in your spirit…kiss your dreams with passion and awaken in them in LOVE….LOVE yourself till JESUS comes on a heavenly cloud and takes you home to YAH…LOVE as if it was your last breathe…LOVE until the stars burn out…the seas dry up and the land disappears…LOVE until the SUN shines out…to the MOON can know longer glow and the STARS no longer form a constellation and tell the stories of our ZODIAC…LOVE until the Zodiacs no longer exists to tell stories about our SOUL ….LOVE until the scripture GENESIS 1:14 can no longer be followed…LOVE until nothing is nothing…and nothing exist…in poetic words…just LOVE!!

NATURE LOVE

The Wifi in Franklin, TN sucks! Then again it could just be my denial of the trees standing in my way…I’m such a NATURE lover, a NATURE fanatic. If I could ever really open up my heart to this human phenomenon called “Love” and learn to Love from my flesh as well as my spirit…I would be the happiest woman on earth. But instead I astral project myself daily into a dream world called, “Essence of Astral Plane” and in it I watch NATURE take my heart as the wind and him play hide and seek…of course in happiness…I would laugh and chase him all over the world, as Lupe would say “where ever I go he goes”…Love captured me, NATURE held my HEART hostage…a crime that I dare not challenge…..the sex is amazing, from the sweet whispers of the wind in my ear blowing on my neck to the moans and groans of the trees as I’m massaging the grass with my feet as I lay on my back to look into his Eyes…Sunny in the Left Eye…White Moonish in the right Eye…sometimes they switch colors…MOOD EYES…I love looking into his MOOD Eyes as we make LOVE. I love the peep show we put on for the stars…the twinkle.. as I stroke his seas, ride his waves, and yell his name…they shine so brightly when he engulfs himself inside of me so uncontrollably that I wrestle back and forth trying to resist the orgasmic tsunami before it erupts but its too late…my handprints are on the shore as evidence of excitement…evidence of love making …my body erupted and the seas have swallowed me whole….there is nothing more greater than being LOVED by NATURE…he is my everything…I am his everything…nothing can come between us….nothing but the wind, the sweet ticklish breeze that kisses my neck as NATURE sits back and watches my smile before he engulfs my body again…

And then I awaken…sadden…but happy…sadden… but confused…sadden.. but in love…why is it that I cant achieve this love in my human form? Must I astral project myself every day to feel what so rightful belongs to me? I know I am a treasure, a rare diamond that only God himself can only find…Love is strange that way….I never seen an emotion than runs and hides as much as (it) does. One minute Love is the best thing you ever had, the next Love is something u dislike so much, because it caused you so much pain…but if you choose to give it another chance (love), it will make you the happiest person in the world…and honestly I don’t mind given love a chance…as long as the oceans stay blue…the trees sing the travels of the birds.. and the grass continue to house the ants…and the stars continue to hold wishes...and the moon continues to mother the earth...I will never stop LOVING NATURE…I will never give up on LOVE…

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July  20 2009, the day after my birthday... my birthday u ask? Well the stars align..but not in the order that i liked, usually @ night I will close my eyes and erase all thoughts of EARTH, while my subconcious mind enters and through astral projection i sit on a cloud and watch them dance. Sometimes they will even fall into my hand and allow me to touch them and align them in the sky as I like...here lately that hasn't happen....I can't move objects or people with my mind,  which means I can't align them as i like...things have been so hetic...yet ironically i still managed to stay semi-sane. Please God tell me im not becoming human...the last thing i want to do is become human! to detach myself from the dreamworld of Essence Astral Plane, would be a diaster!!! I mean is this some type of punishment? All i ever wanted to do was be an Angel...

I remember being 8 years old, and writing you a letter..."God please make me an Angel"..i buried it into Earth and mysteriously when i came to look for it..it was gone..

Even as I sit here now.."blogging" as its called, i feel lost! My poetic muse is nowhere to be found..actually she's been missing for quite sometime and Nature (my husband) and I have been on the rocks these last couple of  weeks. I understand him being mad, my time with him has been either limited or distracted and i didn't spend my bday with him as planned. I also planned to spend it with Harry Potter, but that didn't work out either! it sucks living in REALITY..it sucks living on land! im a water sign..why am i here again? their is nothing but dryness above the shore, and the love never last here no more than a day or two..but i guess its something that i have to do..if i expect to be an Angel of God....

the sacrafices one must take to feel one's destiny....nobody said the journey would be easy...and believe me it isn't...yet u know whats funny...i meant to tell u guys about my bday and i totally went left field..lol..well get use to it..this poet isn't a poet..this poet isn't a blogger..this poet is simply..a special entity trapped in a human body..who uses human communication to unlock her spiritual self in order to reach God...does that make sense?...