Incomplete Joy

I am the camera that sits
On the three legs of a Tripod
Each leg so easy yet so different
Decorated in different colors
Coming in different flavors
Yet in some miraculous way
They have held me up for over twenty years
I really on them for joy
I lean on them for aid
They bring me out of my debt
My loneliness
My depravity
Because of their support
Because of their strength
I am able to sit on the top of the world

That is how I really feel about my sisters

I return home soon
A land that I left with my support system
A land that I fled because I wanted to be free
I embraced the freedom given to me
By those who chose to use education
To trap me in a box
I allowed the land of the free slaves
To rape me of my love for who I was
Until
I met the center and core of me
The lens that opened my eyes to the beauty around
Zoomed and kept in focus my dreams
Kept in focus my reality
Aided in viewing the world around for what it was
Showed me that home is the root
Home is the core
Home is me

That is how I feel about my hubby to be

So my happiness should be complete
I have my lens that shows me reality
I have my support that elevates me above the world
And I return home to my roots
Not so
In returning home to my roots I leave behind
Two legs of my tripod
Now I ask you this
How do I stand?
How do I remain elevated?
How is my joy supposed to be complete
When only one leg competent leg
Is doing the work of three
Vixen, Menty
The day will never be complete
Without you

Unfinished Poem Part 1

I used to crave you
That is right
The idea of you would make my skin prickle
Tingle with excitement
I used to watch ebony skin meet skin
And from the silence in my room
I used to gaze at the eyelids closed
So deep in sleep
I used to want you
In my core I would feel the burning
The haunting emotion that only
One whose passion matches mine
Can erupt
I used to need you
Like the thirsty traveler after a long journey
By body soul and mind needed the touch
The words
The constant feel and embrace
I gaze into this mirror
And know that I can no longer have you

Did You Miss Me

Hello fans!!!
I am back. Got caught up in work and wedding planning. Do I have stories for you? Yes I do So here are a few thoughts roaming in my mind thatI thought to pour out to you.

What Have I Been Up To?
The word engulfs me as I stare at what I have become
At what I have allowed you to do to me
Me the sun! Have bent to you the earth
Begun to do your will
Become your beck and calling card
To humanity
All because of seniority
I the heavens
Gaze and respect you the earth
What rubbish
I a god who breathes life from her nostrils
Spits fire from her lips
And allows the nations to spring from her womb
Must now humble myself at your feet
And cry
Allowing you to control me
I sit here and ride the train of fate
The train that many ride and begin
The slave trade of my mind
Every sweat that I break on my brow
The time wasted staring at the screen
Putting money in the pockets
Of the slave traders
I have become the reincarnation of everything
That I don’t stand for
I am now a member of the race
That I silently scoff at
Here with my laptop briefcase caring self
I am now “Corporate America”

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