To My Unborn Baby

Thursday, May 24, 2007

To My Unborn Baby I can't see you But I know you're there Can't touch you But I can definitely feel you How sweet those movements are! Thanks to modern technology I know that you have all your fingers and toes And healthy organs And what you look like when you yawn And the fact that you like to use my placenta as a pillow I wonder how it will be when I give birth And how will you react when I first see you Will you be screaming angrily? Or whimpering in bewilderment? What will your personality be like as a child? What will you be when you grow up? *Sigh* Guess I'll have to wait to find out... Right now I'll be happy just to see you See you soon.

Wish List (Or what I want in a man)

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Wish List (Or what I want in a man) Current mood: calm Category: Writing and Poetry Guess I'll be shallow and start with the physical. Let's see... African American (I hate that term) And basic good looks I'm not into pretty boys He can be any height Except shorter than me Of solid, medium build Meaning not skinny and not fat Muscular definition here and there is good A bulky, gym rat body is not! When it comes to looks I can make a few allowances For what I consider to be minor flaws Particularly if I love a man Personality flaws are another matter altogether! He's got to Got to Got to be liberal and open-minded in his thinking And compassionate and non-judgmental in his heart He MUST be ambitious and well-educated To be well-educated does not always mean That one must have a degree And he's got to believe in God Not Allah or Buddah or Krishna Or anyone else but God He's got to love animals (especially cats) And children And be both a gentleman and a gentle man He must be expressive and affectionate And enjoy spending long days together Simply for the pleasure of each others company He must be playful And love to laugh And not be offended By my sick and often un-"pc" sense of humor I love a man who is musically talented like me Though this is not a requirement He must love his mother! He must be ready to fall in love and settle down He must prove that he is into ME And not just what is between my legs By respecting my boundaries And being willing to get to know me well Before taking things to the next level Because until he looks me in my eyes And tells me he loves me And I know it's the truth... It ain't happening! If this sounds like a tall order by a picky woman It is And I am I enjoy making a man feel thoroughly loved and wanted And I expect the same in return Maybe one day, if God blesses me I will find the man I'm looking for....

For Suki... (July 7th, 1992-January 16th, 2006)

July 2006

Your eyes
Clear and blue
Like tropical waters
The light in them
Brighter than a mid-day sun
Those eyes have seen so much
They've seen me at my very best
And my absolute worst
They've seen me laugh
Watched me cry
And they have never looked upon me
With judgment or disapproval
It is through those eyes
That you tell me
When you are sad
Bored
Playful
Sick
Needing attention
Or feeling concern for me
It is through those eyes
That you tell me you love me
Those eyes tell me so much
Whatever will I do without them?
Oh, I suppose some day
There will be another set
Of newer, younger feline eyes
To look into...
But they won't be yours
I hate to think of it
So instead I'll look into your eyes some more
And memorize their beauty
So I will never forget

The First Good Day

June 2006 I took a walk in my neighborhood The other day It was the first good day In awhile No rain No clouds or harsh wind Just sunshine With a clear blue sky And a slight, comfortable breeze To take the edge off the warm temperature Kids were out playing on the lawns Or riding their bikes Women stood on the sidewalks talking leisurely Men sat around barbecue grills sipping beer Everybody was in summer attire And nobody was trippin' off anybody else There were no arguments No attitudes No gunshots or sirens in the distance No D boys lurking nervously on the corner No drama It was the first good day in awhile One thing I've noticed Is that the first day the sun comes back After many grey, gloomy days It's like the whole neighborhood calls a truce There is peace and happiness and music playing And good food smells in the air As everybody comes out to play in the sun It may only last for a day or two Before the drama resumes again Guess some people can only stand so much Of a good thing Maybe the sun starts getting to them Makes them irritable When temperatures rise too high for too long People start acting foolish But on that particular day I went walking It was all good In my neighborhood It was the first good day in awhile And it was beautiful

PMS

June 2006 I am tired No..exhausted My breasts are super swollen And sore They feel like over-ripe watermelons On an August day I'm hungry Yet nothing satisfies me Every time I eat My stomach growls angrily Three hours later I really don't want to eat too much But I am controlled by my hunger Which really pisses me off I'm emotional Fragile Sensitive I am easily hurt And cry often Sometimes for no apparent reason It makes me feel crazy This is NOT me Except it is me For one week out of every month This sucks! I hate that I have to go through this every month AND that my PMS symptoms last longer Than any other female I know Sometimes up to ten days Ten days! Ten days of sore breasts Exhaustion Crying Slight paranoia And feeling like every little thing Is a big deal I console myself by telling myself That it will go away Still, it's not fair! Why did God do this to us? Because Eve tasted something good And offered some to her man? Well hello! She was only doing what came natural As Adam's helper She was supposed to have his back But when she did, she was punished for it Ain't that some shit!? 'Scuse me if I'm just a little pissed off Men have done alot of up fucked up shit throughout history So how come God said they could boss us? Boss this! I may get myself into trouble saying this But why couldn't God have been more fair? Why can't men have PMS and women have periods? Why can't women carry babies and men give birth to them? Actually, I'm not sure how this would happen But God is all-powerful He can work it out I mean, it's 2006 Can we get some equality here before Jesus comes back? Sheesh! No, but seriously.... Men need to know that this PMS shit is real And some women need to quit blaming everything on PMS Or claiming they have PMS when they don't Cuz that just perpetuates the myth That every time a woman is being a bitch It's because she is PMSing I, for one, am NOT a bitch when I'm PMSing Although (and this may come as a shock..) I'm quite capable of being one at other times Men, if your woman is PMSin', be nice to her Treat her gently Don't make fun of her condition Or say anything about her body And whatever you do Don't do anything to make her cry! Cuddle with her Make love to her if she wants it (Some reeeally do!) Be understanding if she doesn't With that said, I'm gonna eat a quesadilla And go to bed!

Reasons to Treat Me Like a Queen

April 2006 Like you need a reason? Hmph! You should already know I'm a queeen It's in the way I speak and move In the shape of my body BlatantlyWoman and real It's in my style My passionate creativity My keen, off-the wall wit My amazing ability To keep on keepin' on Despite being saddled with an ever-growing burden of obligations Because I always see the light at the end of the tunnel And as long as I can laugh, I'll be alright My royalness is apparent In the patience and grace I possess When dealing with people or situations That others would walk (or run) away from It is shown by my heart Which continues to grow Despite the numerous injuries it has endured Am I loyal? You know this! Can I make you feel like a king? Baby, if you treat me the way you're supposed to There's isn't much I wouldn't do for you I'll be your best friend Your freakiest lover Your biggest supporter All I ask is that you love me like you mean it Like you can't believe how blessed you are To have a woman so fine So intelligent So talented and strong And courageous That's why you should treat me like a queen!

Signs

April 2006

In every relationship, there are signs

Some good and some bad

Some signs aren't apparent

Until halfway through the relationship

But most can be seen early on

If you're looking

Some people aren't looking

Cuz they're scared of what they might see

Or, in the case of something good

Maybe they're mistrustful

And won't believe they're seeing

What is right in front of them

That's how they lose a good thing

To me, a bad sign

Is when he always turns off his cell phone

When you're together

Or when it rings continuously late at night

A bad sign

Is when you've been dating

For more than a few months

And you've never met any of his friends

Another bad sign

Is when you think he's laughing

At something clever you've just told him

Then you realize he's laughing at the TV

And hasn't heard a word you've said

And the worst is when he recalls fondly

A scene from a movie you both saw recently

And when you tell him it wasn't you he saw the movie with

He plays dumb and says

"Really? Then who did I see that with?

Oh yeah! It was my cousin."

And one sign that shouldn't be ignored

Is when you tell him you love him

And he says, "Thank you."

Ouch.

But enough on the bad signs

Let's talk about the good ones

A good sign is when he calls you

For the third time that day

With nothing to say

Because he just wanted to hear your voice

Again

A good sign

Is when he asks you how your day was

And then actually listens to your response

An awesome sign

Is when you're miserably sick with a cold

And he comes over with soup

And you spend the night cuddling

Amongst a sea a crumpled snot rags

And watching tv on the couch

If you're out somewhere

And he looks at you

Like you're the finest woman in the room

And you know that you're not

He may be a keeper

If your cat likes him

That's really a good sign

If your mother likes him

That's even better

But the best sign of all

Is when he goes to the store for you

And buys you tampons

Yup

If he does that for you

He is definitely the one!