Last one in May....

01) for smiles that are big and wide, but don't come that often
02) because i can continue to dream
03) for being able to see and live past your pain
04) for continued growth
05) for pimping myspace...
06) for the words that continue to sustain me, like "our father....", "thy will be done.."
07) my two.. i miss you like pluckers without fried pickles!
08) for occupying my mind without occupying my time...
09) for mucinex!
10) a team that's bigger than their expectations
11) three couches, a pillow, and a blanket...
12) mom, grand and great grand... your urgings to be bigger and better despite and in spite...
13) for good orderly direction, and prayers in simple things like:
"Sometimes our light goes out but is blown into flame by another human being. Each of us owes deepest thanks to those who have rekindled this light." amen...
Albert Schweitzer (1875-1965
(German medical Missionary, Theologian, Musician and Philosopher. 1952 Nobel Peace Prize)

good and grate full

01) assistant coaching one of the hottest teams in the land.
02) my girl 26 (that's doubling the talent of thir13teen) winning! slam champ 2007!!!!!!
03) that you made it back safe and your Boo's with you.. I WILL MEET HIM ONE DAY! Yay for New England!!!!
04) one hell of a show
05) moving forward even if it's baby steps.
06) having Mo Beezy edit me for the anthology...
07) one of my bestest friends moving back to Texas!!!!! we're gonna tear I35 up!
08) new beginnings....
09) recognizing beauty.. even when it's sometimes and not all the times..
10) copa's dad!!!!
11) learning to let go without fear.... (i'm still trying. but soon the ing will be umph)
12) friendships... i miss you two, but there is strength in just knowing we all have lives that are being fulfilled... pluckers next week to catch up!!!! right?
13) losing weight... to gain so much more.....

bonus: G.O.D. the divine's presence in knowing there is hope for babies and fools....

thanks and full!

01) for the time we've shared.
02) for sore arms and legs and thighs and stuff
03) for a new business partner and one hell of a show
04) for my sister and her courage.
05) for my girls.. i miss u two! no chicken in three weeks!
06) for last week's neo.. i needed it.
07) for you allowing me to borrow "spring"
08) for talking to langston this morning!
09) for my mo and my anthology selection. I am being published!!!!!
10) for the color red.
11) for the color green.
12) for the chance to learn to love, all over again.
13) for G.O.D.

bonus: for the poets who will carry the torch into the new year. you may not realize it, but you're already more than half way there! good luck, leave your spit and sweat on the stage for all to hear and feel....

immortal

Harlem’s Photograph
(or why I look at you that way)

every glance a photograph,
last time I and you.
looking and seeing, seeing and re-seeing
trying to get to the truth of you.
I peel layers in search of your essential being
one moment, immortalized,
passionately upon my soul
I am left bewildered, in wonderment
with the awe of you.
silently, inwardly, I cry
I am transfixed, paralyzed by your charm
you continue to baffle me….
my eyes thrown back in thought
I allow the memories of my gaze
to experience the most profound
sense of ecstasy I have ever encountered.
divine intimations of love
and impassioned sensuality of emotion
blend, meld and merge,
overwhelming me when I look at you,
when your eyes meet mine.
you, you have become my muse
every glance a photograph,
last time I and you
colorful words stain my journal
to create my heart’s desire
my heart beat etches sketches of divine manifestations
which seemingly escape my dreams
fall upon your lips
and become my reality
and I, well,
I shade the outline of the obscure,
walk in your footsteps
which lead to the shadows of my mind
and meet you there….
we hold hands and dance
to the melody that stills murmuring beats
and amplifies our silence.
damn, where did you come from?
your essence, basic black and white
embossed upon my psyche
captured in sculpture
the shape of my heart
frozen in time,
yet continues to beat to the rhythm of your smiles
in your absence, it echoes the beat of the rhythm of your smiles
your voice my harmony
you, a song I continue to sing
you, a poem I continue to recite
you my mantra,
a soothing incantation
you leave me breathlessly spellbound
every glance a photograph
last time, I and you
I taste your kisses in the breeze
and smell you in my dreams
I savor your essence on my palate
you a fine wine,
intoxicating.
may I sip your spirit?
as I know no other way to show my love,
my unyielding adoration toward you.
every glance a photograph
last time, I and you
one moment immortalized upon my soul
I see you in love
I see you, love.
my fingertips trace faded silhouettes
which once captured you
my arms caress the waning imprint
of what was once you
heart heavy as I miss,
and long for Harlem’s loss
my eyes will forever drink her beauty
she burned in my memory for eternity
arresting the motion of undulated grace
my admiration
an original, one of a kind
every glance a picture perfect photograph
last time, I and you…

kdtaylor, 2007

section 8 coffee publications

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A Love Letter

I cannot apologize for the deep desire I have for you, nor can I deny the tumultuous yearn my body, heart and mind experience when we are apart. I need to feel the essence of you, sip the waters that lie just outside your soul so that I may taste the beauty that lies within your spirit. Make love to you as suspended in time, weightless, without gravity holding us to that which cannot be seen, without boundaries so that you know there is nothing I will not do to please you, endless passion, dream like, clinging to the complexity of imperfection because my mortality cannot accept your perfection. You are that which fits, makes me whole, and when given the occasion to commune with the epitome of my heart's desire, I cannot contain myself. No, I do not wish to contain myself. I want to kiss you lovingly and passionately so that I may taste that from which you came, HEAVEN. I want to hear the wings of a thousand angels fluttering, sustaining my heartbeat, providing my life's joy a single wish. To make love to you. I want my lips and tongue to ignite the warmth in the depth of your core so that only I can play the music in which your heart beats, causing your emotions to dance with the fervor of unbridled passion. Beat with me, beat for me. Move with me. Move for me. You sway and allow my life to merge with your soul, momentarily so that I can become whole. Because being human, in my frailties, making love to you, may be my only real chance to experience the personification of adoration.

AT LAST

Last night was the welcome home our venue needed... A hella band! Hella poets! Hella fun. Really. I danced with chairs, Heinekens, rails, chicken wings w/ hot sauce and self, before stealing Chelle's Jazz Man. Even tried to start a bootleg line dance in the corner. Cut Creator looked great! Happy and Proud of what he put together... And Hustle.. I could see his mind spinning. Hella things to come. Damn.. It was the time I needed. Chilled in the corner with Eb and Yun. Watched B not be able to contain himself when "Teena Marie" took the stage. Words really can't describe the feeling, but it was definitely much needed enjoyment and a funky good time. Good to see old faces, new faces, and share with that time, even sparingly with the old crew.. It was def a Neo Soul remember when...
THAT'S IT!

grateful inspite. despite.

01) the cloudiness that filled the sky this am... it meant better things were to come.
02) the ride into work. quick. easy. breezy.
03) sing out loud in the car as if you don't have care in the world.
04) the promo.. they doubled the size of my raise...
05) perseverance when you have no idea what to do next..
06) the next step. one foot after the other..
07) unconditional love.. being able to love expecting nothing in return. no one can ever steal that joy! no one.
08) sitting back...
09) listening to the silence. it's deafening sometimes!
10) you're back. busy. but you're back.
11) poetry. sometimes it just makes sense of a world spinning out of control.
12) ideas. goals. and the strength to move forward with them.
13) G.O.D.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CT!!!!!

To be 16 again....

bitter..... a fool of me...

i remember
when you filled my heart
with joy
was i blind to the truth?
just there to fill a space
'cause now
you have no interest in
anything i have to say
and i have allowed you to make me feel
i feel so dumb
what kind of fool am i?
you so easily set me aside

you
made
a fool of me
tell me why

you
say
that you don't care
but we made Love
tell me why

you
made
a fool of me

you made a fool of me

i want to Kiss you
does she want you with the pain that
i do
smell you in my dreams
but now
when we're face to face
you won't look me in the eyes
no time
no friendship
no Love

you say don't touch you
i can't touch you no more
can't touch you
anymore
anymore

you
made
a fool of me
tell me why
you
say
you just don't care
we made Love
tell me why
you
made
made a fool of me
you tell me
tell me why
i fell like such a fool
you
made
a fool of me

tell me why.

(meshell ndegeocello/federico gonzalez pena)
(c) 1999 revolutionay jazz giant

grateful... yes, it still hurts... but..

01) i'm breathing
02) i'm alive
03) i'm loved by many
04) i am a child of g.o.d.
05) i'm where i suppose to be (painfully, gratefully)
06) my sister, niece and nephew
07) my poetry fam... THE ENTIRE CREW NEAR AND FAR
08) your loving, sisterly friendship. u and it means so much. i would hate to see you go, but new england is the bomb!
09) my promo....
10) my 27 year's interview in the metroplex....
11) possibilities
12) shedding and shaking, keeping it moving
13) G.O.D. even when I'm unsure where it will take me, I am learning to just follow..