tripped out of my lane...

I have to remember to learn to walk the f' away.......

Go Shorty...it's ya birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!

DAVID HILL!!
COACH SHAKA..

I SAY A BOOM CHICK BOOM!!!!!

spread the word, let's celebrate with dave on thursday at the slam!!!

Austin Slam Champ Possibilities...

Faye, we have watched you grow from a timid and anxious poet... to be brilliant poet and artistic performer... You are just another one of the little seeds that blossomed into a beautiful flower. Do you.. Have fun... You have a village standing behind you.. chanting, praying, willing you to success. though you would never believe it... you inspire me as a poet, survivor and woman. Young woman it's time for the sun to braze your cheeks... you are a woman warrior... lift your head to the sky and smile beautifully. most of all.... You could be the first, so....

REPRE-SPIT!!!!

Langston..... a work in progress

He.
He can't bear the weight of the masses.
Yet...
He tries.
He.
Despite himself
and the oft
misguided voice
which speaks in
voluminous silence..
I hear him.
in darkness..
reach for him
and the anguish he conceals
in his capaciously clandestine grin..
He desperately tries.
Yet I know.
And.
I love him for it.
He.
With giant strides,
and baby steps
head held high,
conceals secrets and pain.
He holds them tightly
against his bulging chest..
Arms gunning truths
that persistently invade
his thoughts,
his heart.
elusive.
Words held tightly
in the rise of his cheeks
seek refuge in gums.
Dare not speak it,
lest we live it.
Yet he smiles.
Or at least he tries.
He, attentive to
every thing and one
outside himself..
He a facade.
A simple delusion.
and I love him.
His valor,
fading.
His strength,
weakening.
His heart, rhythmically seeking it's beat.
The one he remembers in dreams.
The beat that cries along side him..
Before it all..
Before smiles were heavy.
Words consuming.
He speaks.
Or at least he tries.
He tries to speak over the screams
raging inside him...
I hear them
in the quiet of dawn
and pray
that he finds
peace...
kdtaylor, 2009
section 8 coffee publications
all rights reserved..

Happy!!!! SMILING MORE - the braces are doing thier job!!!

Early Grateful......

• my elm tree...
• my sex in the city we kilt the 4th b crew... Congrats little balled up fist!!!!
• a wonderful weekend with my friends.... i truly am blessed to have EACH ONE OF YOU IN MY LIFE!!!! regardless of what you may think..
• chelle... thanks it would not have been the same without you!!!!
• sarah finding her voice despite her fears!!! it was amazing..
• faye!!!! you will be neo's representation in FLA!!!!! i will be there with bells on my toes!!!
• the kids... dang I get to host for them this weekend and I am excited..
• for the leaves.... it was a beautiful autumn, but i must let you go and look forward to spring... (CHELLE THIS IS OUR NEXT POEM!!)
• grace... and prayer, please look after my Angel....
• good orderly direction... continued blessings and grace...
• my sister and niece...
• my nephew has a basketball try out at ST. Ed's today!! Yes another NAIA student athlete and I want him HERE with ME!!!!
• the francises... thanks for making me a baby sister, i love all of you..
• kotalian!!! it's great to have you and the princess back, don't stay away so long next time, but we all know what it's like to desire and crave space..
• FOR YOU.... YES for YOU... you let me know I am alive....
• for my january sis who shared ez burgers... working on me.. will write soon..
  

Purple - is royalty. A mysterious color, purple is associated with both nobility and spirituality

Even though we've changed and we're all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we're not all still friends.

thanks sex in the city w/kilt the 4th, langston, butterfly, and others....

for those who just keep wondering...
i am not angry...
I don't want you to recognize me...
I am not who you ever believed
I was..
I am happy.... er....
with er and without er....
really...
and i just want time...
my time.
space...
my space.
to put ME and my life back together
with er and without er again..
this time
with perspective,
and the gift of hindsight.
no one ever really knew me,
only what they believed..
perceived...
and created....
give me time..
give me space...
allow me to drive my little car in my lane...
it's a beautiful place,
and space...
really....
i pick up who i chose and we ride a while...
i drop some off...
it depends on my mood..
and frame of mind...
yet i am fine....
really....
and have little use for the rear view mirror...
the road ahead is so damn beautiful...................

pinkie!!! peachey!!!!

Thanks....

• friends who mind their own business and stay in their lane.
• my sister and family
• time
• falling in love with poetry all over again
• grace
• writing
• possibilities
• my langston
• she spending time with her family (doesn't mean i don't miss you!!)
• my little balled up fist (miss you too!)
• seeing sarah laugh and be comfortable in her choices!!! even a haiku!!
• stacy s for bringing life to my poem...
• a butterfly..
• my life....
• my ELM tree
• Good Orderly Direction which continues to sustain me...

Goofy... and Punchy...

This is the following night. Went to the races all day Friday. The heat prevented me from going out on Saturday as I wanted to enjoy the Urban Music festival. I'm trying out hats... ELM says I look goofy in them and of all the hats i could purchase, i got the QUEEREST ONE IN WALLY WORLD.. Yes, It's Punchy from Hawaiian Punch... LOL..... I thought it looked cute for a two day run! She hated her pic so I cut her off... LOL.

Texas Relay Weekend....

This is me and my bestest friend outside the Sex in the City We Kilt the 4th B Crew in the ATX.

He is so many things........

We had a great time burning up in the heat, laughing and just being us.

No one truly understands us and that's cool..

I will continue to be the "BAD" Cop while he does his "Good!"

Chelle we missed you, but we knew it was your birthday!!!!

LOL

Catching Up.....

It's been a tough, hectic past week and some days... House guest. practicing for the new show, additional job duties, preparing for the month, and all... Last week I didn't do a grateful list but I have so much to be grateful for....

• beautifully long days
• cool nights
• family even those who don't share my bloodline, we have a kinship!
• staying true to me and my beliefs
• friends who respect boundaries, and remain in their lane!!
• personal growth
• letting go
• loving in spite and despite
• sex in the city we kilt the 4th crew
• my monkey
• my ELM tree
• a great weekend (more to come)

I'm going to lay off my blog for a minute (at least with poetry and what some believe is personal).

there is nothing!

stop reading into things.. LOL

I'm going to always keep you guessing..

Butterflying Young(er)

Happy Birthday

Michelle Desiree'

"May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun. And find your shoulder to light on. To bring you luck, happiness and riches. Today, tomorrow and beyond." An Irish Blessing

and many more......