Saturday, September 1, 2018

ONCE UPON A TIME


OFTEN TIMES I WONDER WHERE TIME GOES WHEN IT FLIES
WHAT HAPPENS TO THE STRINGS OF THE HEART WHEN CUT
WHOSE TURN IS IT TO BRING BACK THE LOVE WE ONCE LOST
WHERE GOES THE SURGE IF ALL POWER IS ABRUPTLY SHUT

IF I COULD TURN BACK THE HANDS OF TIME
AND KNOW HOW TO MEND A BROKEN HEART
MOP UP BUCKETS OF THE TRACKS OF MY TEARS
I’D RUN UP EVERY SINGLE STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN

WHEN YOU FALL SO HARD THAT HUMPTY HAS EMPATHY
ONE MUST LOOK AT THYSELF AND PERFORM TRIAGE
YOU LET HIM HUFF & PUFF & BLOW YOUR GUARD DOWN
EVEN THE 3 LITTLE PIGS HAD A BRICK & MORTAR GARAGE

“HARK!” ONTA DON’T DRAIN YOUR CASTLE’S MOAT JUST YET
THE DRAWBRIDGE STILL WORKS AND IS NEEDED TO CONNECT
AT LEAST PROCEED WITH YOUR HEART’S ARMOR A PROPER FIT
NOT EVERY SUITOR IS AN UNBROKEN RUTTING HOUSE PET



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Tuesday, August 28, 2018

In Walks A Lady


Love of life or love of self, which takes priority for you?  Even minimal age differentials create worlds of difference in perceptions, regard for others, and game plan strategies. Who would have thought equally yoked; such a daunting task? Nevertheless like me you find yourself here sifting through profile after profile wondering if an 83% match will suffice or should you keep going to reach the top 10 percentile.

          Am I allowed to terminate the services of my representative upon reaching the age of majority in TX (21)? When I can so eloquently represent myself I was sure she could no longer serve me yet I find myself in need of a buffer between me & the foolishness I’ve encountered in search of love.

          Creative lies are still just that; lies. Oh but the creativity is fun to read to say the least. I’ve found that the year on the birth certificate cannot dictate the level of creativity in some. So what drives the underachiever to lackluster status while the overachiever basks in his own stupor of misplaced sense of accomplishment?

          Hurry, the hand on the clock continues to move forward even if we wish it was not so!! As I continue my journey to find the 3 Ls I implore you to stay true to your path.  Should ours cross savor the moment in which you met a lady.


Inspired by

The Not So Smart_1

Written by

O’Love
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If a Man Wants You

If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away.
If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay.
Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior.
Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.
Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be.
 
Slower is better.
Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.
 
If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no, you can't 'be friends'. A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend.
Don't settle.
 
If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is
Don't stay because you think 'it will get better'
You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.
The only person you can control in a relationship is you.
 
Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women.
He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant, why would he treat you any differently?
 
Always have your own set of friends separate from his.
Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you.  If something bothers you, speak up.
 
Never let a man know everything.* He will use it against you later.
 
You cannot change a man's behavior.* Change comes from within.
 
Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are...
Even if he has more education or in a better job.
 
Do not make him into a quasi-god.
He is a man, nothing more nothing less.
Never let a man define who you are.
Never borrow someone else's man.
A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you.
 
All men are NOT dogs.
 
You should not be the one doing all the bending...
Compromise is two way street.
 
You need time to heal between relationships...
There is nothing cute about baggage....
Deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship
 
You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you...
A relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals...
Look for someone complimentary...not supplementary.
 
Dating is fun...even if he doesn't turn out to be Mr. Right.
 
Make him miss you sometimes...when a man always know where you are, and you're always readily available to him - he takes it for granted
Never move into his mother's house.  Never co-sign for a man.
 
Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need.*
Keep him in your radar but get to know others.
 
Scared of being alone is what makes a lot of women stay in relationships that are abusive or hurtful: Dr. Phil
 
You should know that:
You're the best thing that could ever happen to anyone and if a man mistreats you, he'll miss out on a good thing. If he was attracted to you in the 1st place, just know that he's not the only one.
 
They're all watching you, so you have a lot of choices.
Make the right one.
 
Ladies take care of your own hearts....
 

 



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Physical Therapy

I am not of your design or your failed attempts
A breath worth taking yet on exhale won't come back
I am not lying in the path of your destruction
Nor still bleeding from open wounds like heroin tracks

I am beyond your nasty grip around my life's organs
Your savage artist's bloody pen poised atop my canvas
Oozing my copper scented essence where once blank
Survivor of surgically extracting you from my anus

Remodeled and rehabilitated
Reconnected and resuscitated
Redrafted and reevaluated
I am so much more than your design
I am your wildest dreams defined.


08282018
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Saturday, August 25, 2018

You Are Worth It...

I WASN'T EVEN LOOKING OR BOTHERED NO?
THE HI & BYES WERE RANDOM MOSTLY A NO SHOW
I CAN'T PRESUME TO KNOW OR HAVE 20/20
IN HINDSIGHT I SHOULD HAVE SEEN IT COMING

I CAN'T CALL IT OR BEAR WITNESS TO IT ALL
AN UNLIKELY PARTICIPANT YET I STOOD TALL
A NOVICE SWINGING AT LOVE'S CURVE BALL
PEEPING YET 1 + 1 MORE UNANSWERED CALL

DIRT CAKED CUTICLES BLEEDING LIKE KNEES
BUT GOING UNNOTICED THE FOREST; THE TREES
STRONG SUBTLE WORDS DRUM IN MY EARS
URGING NUMB FINGERS IN THE MUD OF MY TEARS

SLOWLY APPEARS LOVE'S LIGHT JUST BEYOND REACH
SAY IT AGAIN, "I LOVE YOU. I NEED THE SQUEAK"
LIGHT BREATHES NEW LIFE THOUGH I'M WEAK
"I KNOW YOU ARE WORTH IT." I BEGIN TO SPEAK

TEARS ROLLING THE DIRT MUST GO TO SEE LIGHT
I DIG AND I DIG AND I DIG AND I DIG AND I DIG...DIG
BECAUSE I WANT YOU TO HAVE IT I SAVED IT FOR YOU
I SHOW YOU MY HEART IS DOWN HERE BURIED ALIVE

I'M SORRY IT'S DIRTY, IT'S TATTERED & WORN
BUT IT RESPONDED TO YOU & CLUNG TO THE LIGHT
SO MANY DIRT CRUMBS! TIRED BUT NOT GONNA CRY
"YOU ARE WORTH IT" BUT YOU MADE ME OUT A LIE.


Thank you for inspiring me Zeus 8/24/2018
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Tuesday, February 23, 2016

JUST SAY NO

IN THE DARKEST CORNERS OF MY SPIRIT I CRY OUT

“GOD”!?!

HAST THOU FORSAKEN ME OR TIRED OF TELLING ME NO

I KNOW I ASK FOR THOSE WHO YOU PROTECT ME FROM

YOU TAKE THEM FROM ME AND STILL I LACE UP AND RUN

RIGHT INTO THE PATH OF THE SEMI RIPPING A NEW PATH

TWO MINUS ONE IS STILL ONE NO MATTER THE MATH

I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN OR HOW TO END

I HURT. I AM. I FEAR I MAY BE JUST A TAD EXCITED AGAIN

IT CAN’T BE COINCIDENCE THAT I’M ALWAYS THE ONE ON 10

I FEAR THE ALONE. IT IS THE NEVER ENDING QUIET I DREAD

SO AGAIN I CHASE LOVE WITH THE VIGOR OF A LION NOT FED

HAS THE SUN SET ON MY HEART NEVER TO SHOW ITSELF AGAIN

AM I NO LONGER IN THE RACE FOR THE ONE WHO COMPLETES ME?

I ASK THE QUESTION YET I REMEMBER THE LESSON OF COMPLETENESS

MY OWN TO STRIVE FOR WITH THE HAND OF GOD TO LET MY MIND REST

BUT AGAIN I FEEL MY SPIRIT YEARNING FOR THE PROVIDER TO PROTECT

IS HE ONLY IN FANCIFUL NOVELS OF HONOR, LOVE, LOYALTY, AND RESPECT?

FATHER FREE ME!

STRENGTHEN ME!

FORTIFY ME!

SAY NO TO ME!

YOUR IMPATIENT CHILD

ONTA 
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Sunday, February 14, 2016

IN THIS PLACE

THE SOFTEST OF LIPS MAKE THE SWEETEST MUSIC

DELICATELY DRUMMED UPON MY SKIN AS

PLEASURE NOTES STRING TOGETHER OUR MELODY

INSIDE YOUR INTOXICATING ESSENCE

DRUNKENLY EXPOSED I STAND BEFORE YOU

THERE ARE NO TRUER FEELINGS SHARED

WITH OUR VULNERABILITY EMBRACED

CHASING LOVE’S POWER STILL

LOOKING TO ITS IRIDESCENT LIGHT

FIGHTING TO FILL THE HOLE OF HEARTBREAK

RIGHT NOW

IN THIS TIME

AND IN THIS PLACE

OUR PAST SLIPS FROM THE NOOSE OF YESTERDAY

THE FRUITS OF FOREVER ON YOUR FINGERS

LEAVES TRACES ON MY SWOLLEN LIPS

I KNOW WHAT I EAT AND WHO FEEDS ME


WITH YOU I AM FULL

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Sunday, June 21, 2015

MAMMA IS THE NEW BLACK

MAMMA,

THOUGH IT WAS WHAT YOU ANSWERED TO IT WAS NEVER ADEQUATE

IT WAS SIMPLY WHAT I’D SAY TO GET YOUR UNDIVIDED ATTENTION

AND EVENTUALLY IT BECAME THE ACRONYM FOR WHO YOU ARE

MASTERFULLY INSTILLING HONOR, RESPECT, AND SELF-WORTH
YOU REARED ME WITH A HAND & SPIRIT DIRECTED BY GOD HIMSELF

ALWAYS TEACHING ME HOW TO BE DELICATE IN SPEECH YET STRONG
I WATCHED YOU HOLD OUR FAMILY TOGETHER WITHOUT COMPLAINT

MAKING EACH SCHOOL PLAY OR CHURCH PROGRAM WITHOUT FAIL
YOU TAUGHT ME TO ALWAYS BE THERE FOR MY KIDS HELL OR HIGH WATER

MOTIVATING ME BY EXAMPLE RATHER THAN BY FORCE OR THREAT
I UNDERSTAND NOW AS A MAMMA TO MY OWN – ULTIMATE SACRIFICE

ALLOWING ME TO EXPERIENCE GOD FOR MYSELF SO I’M NEVER ALONE
I ACCEPTED HIS DESIGN FOR MY LIFE AND GO TO HIM FOR ALL MY NEEDS

MAMMA

THOUGH IT WAS WHAT YOU ANSWERED TO IT WAS NEVER ADEQUATE

BECAUSE MAMMA YOU ARE MY PAST, MY PRESENT, MY FUTURE

YOU ARE MY LIGHT UPON MY PATH AND MY ANGEL FROM GOD

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY MAMMA
BECAUSE WHEN I NEEDED IT YOU FILLED DADDY’S SHOES...

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Tuesday, June 16, 2015

TROPICAL DEPRESSION

TUMULTUOUS IS THE STORM THAT TURNS DAY TO NIGHT

SEEKING VULNERABLE SPOTS OF PENETRATION TO RAVAGE

DESTRUCTION IN ITS RAREST FORM LICKS AT MY TEMPLE

RIPPING APART MY SANCTUARY WITH TEETH OF FURY

NOT A COMPASSIONATE THOUGHT FOR MY IMMINENT DEATH

THROWING A CARELESS OVER THE SHOULDER GLANCE

AT ME SPREAD EAGLE, GLAZED OVER SHUTTERS TO MY SPIRIT

THE REPORTS SAID I WAS ON THE DIRTY SIDE OF 369 MILES

PSEUDO-ARROGANT I WAS BECAUSE I’D BEAT BACK ALLISON & IKE

THE FORECASTS NEGLECTED TO MENTION PREMEDITATION

THUNDEROUS STRIDES OF A LION STALKING THE BUFFALO

 NO MATCH FOR THE ONE WHO SHOWED MY FLESH NO MERCY

NEVER EQUALLY EVIL OR COMPASSIONATELY YOKED; I SUFFERED 

LOSSES PROGRESSIVE, ALLSTATE, OR FARMER’S CAN'T REPLACE

WAKING FROM A COLD SWEAT STILL SEDUCED BY YOUR FACE

SMARTER THAN A 5TH GRADER BUT AGAIN I STAND IN THIS PLACE

DARK IS THE STORM THAT RIPS THE SUN FROM THE SKY

MY HEART TO STOP BEATING WITH LOVE? DAYUM IMMA TRY


PAINSTAKINGLY STILL POSSIBLE,
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Monday, May 19, 2014

SUNRISE - SUNSET

SUNRISE              -              SUNSET

MAY 19, 2014                     MAY 20, 2014

WHEN A MAN AND A WOMAN COME TOGETHER
HE PIERCES HER DNA…
HE INJECTS HIS LIFE INTO HER BLOOD STREAM WHEN
HE EJACULATES INSIDE HER WITH NO PROTECTION
WHEN A WOMAN RECEIVES A MAN INSIDE HERSELF
SHE ACCEPTS HIS EVERY THOUGHT PATTERN EVERY
EMOTION AND EVERY HEARTBEAT HE UTTERS
UNTIL SHE EXPELS HIM FROM HER
WHEN A MAN ENTERS A WOMAN
HE IS IMPRINTING HIS SPIRIT ON HER SOUL
AND SHOULD THEY CLIMAX SIMULTANEOUSLY
THEY CAN NO LONGER TELL WHERE HE ENDS
AND SHE BEGINS
WHEN A WOMAN PREPARES HERSELF
FOR A MAN’S ENTRY SHE RELINQUISHES HER
ESSENCE, HER PHEROMONES FOR HIS SENSES
SHE SUMMONS HIS SHAFT TO CREATE THEIR
ARTISTIC SYMBOLISM OF UNITY
WHEN A MAN INFLAMES A WOMAN’S TEMPLE
HE SEARS HER TO HIM
HIS SWEAT MINGLES WITH HER TEARS TO
FASHION A NEW TASTE FOR HER LIPS
WHEN A WOMAN SURRENDERS TO A MAN
SHE DRINKS THEIR CONCOCTION UNTIL
SHE’S DRUNK WITH PASSION ONLY FOR
HIM TO STIR THEIR COCKTAIL WITH HIS MANHOOD
WHEN A MAN COMMANDS THE BODY OF A WOMAN
HE STRUMS SWEET MUSIC INSIDE OF HER UNTIL
LIPS PIERCED SHE HUMS HER LOVE SONG
INSIDE HIS EARS TO TAKE WITH HIM WHEN HE
DEPARTS FROM HER
WHEN A MAN PLUNGES HIMSELF INTO THE EARTH
OF A WOMAN HE COMMANDS HER
TO BREATHE HIM
FEED HIM LIFE FROM HER BOSOM
WHEN A MAN AND A WOMAN COME TOGETHER
HE DIES WHEN SHE INHALES
HE’S REBORN AS SHE EXHALES

So Sir when you say to me you don’t understand why we can’t just be “FWBs”
I say to you I am a woman and you are a man. 
I am life and death in the palm of your hand.
Should I allow you to drag me across the lines of decency 
I will be you and you me.
I will not understand that you are married to another, 
I will not play on your second string squad, 
and I will not stand silently by as you walk away.
And if your actions, words, or afterthoughts don’t line up with what I’m saying there will be hell to pay in all of our lives because I will not rest until you are destroyed.

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Thursday, April 24, 2014

Vicious Existence

She spends her nights alone
Often awake counting stars
The kids tucked safely away
Quietly she listens for his car
No horn blows; no doorbell rings
No headlights illuminate the
empty space beside her legs
He never returns & yet she keeps
longing & gazing at his side of the bed.

She walks with a swagger
Envied by those she's passed
Approaching; they're lost in her eyes
Departing; mesmerized by her ass
Legs long peeking from under a skirt
Shades hiding a spirit unsure of its worth
So she rushes home to a phone w/no rings
And she's alone another night it seems
He's with his wife and couldn't get away
Donning her big girl panties she fights another day.

She nurtures their kids and keeps him fed
He slumbers in peace; she cries in their bed
With the rising of the sun she starts anew
Taking care of her fam but dreams of her Boo
She walks through her day this man on her mind
She's missing Hubba's love while he's on his grind
Her Adonis feeds her inner whore and fans her flame
She makes love to her husband but moans his name.

She wants to kick it in her shoes
She wants to sing her blues
She wants to stop being used
She wants to not be abused
She wants to be her; live her life
She forever single and yearns to be wife
She's stayed married and wants to be free
She thinks she's on the B team; it's really C
And she is you and you is me.



A Vicious Existence is an Existence
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ONCE UPON A TIME

OFTEN TIMES I WONDER WHERE TIME GOES WHEN IT FLIES WHAT HAPPENS TO THE STRINGS OF THE HEART WHEN CUT WHOSE TURN IS IT TO BRING BACK TH...