Poetry Dayz...

I feel like Poetry today. A long time ago I used to write very often, but these days either there's nothing that i'm inspired by or it's just not happening for me. Ah well, i've been wanting to post some of my poetry here, just cuz, they my babies and i want them very accessible. Either way, enjoy! (my NR readers may want to skip this one!)

This first one, i didn't write at all, but I still love and you know, as women, we all have those days!

an ode to the "it" gurls" (Tremaine Loadholt)

i'm prettier than her
is what i tell myself
in the mirror at nite
while i smooth proactiv renewing
cleanser on my face.
"so, why'd he choose her?"
and why do i still want him
after 1, 2, 3, 4....
years?
"we always seem to want
what we cannot have or what
we do not have access to,"
so she says. i give her
a sideways look cuz she's got
what she wanted, and took him
from someone else.
i often wish i had
the gall she sticks out
like a beautiful set of double
d's.

she brags about the man
she's fought many women over
and how they "won't ever part
cuz i got him wrapped 'round
my finger gurl," and i
stare at her wondering how
fast i could reach inside her
chest and pull out her heart while
she's still talking. the picture
fades and i begin
telling her how i sometimes get
close to being the one
a him chooses but nevertheless,
friend zone is where i'm
usually parked. i sit
casually honking my horn
for all of the teacakes
that walk by, none of them
*whistle* back to me.

"if you want it, go for it
gurl."
i smile at her,
and as it seems to shrink i look
her square in the eyes and
say, "i'm just not that
desperate."
silence takes over
the room, she bites the nail
of her index finger on
her left hand and lets out
a sigh. and it's all clear
to me, she's not
the it gurl either.

©Tremaine L. Loadholt (from okayplayer.com)


This one i just wrote, it's not about anyone in particular o! Just wrote it.

I want u to
Hold me
Caress me
Kiss Me
Drink me in like fine wine
I want u to
Part my legs
Peak into my core
Fill my emptiness
With your steadiness 'til i
shake rattle and roll
I want u to
Whisper then
Softly hum, then
Rock me gently
Till I drift away
Memories of the present
As you trickle down my thigh
leaving a trail, it's mark
I want u to
leave me a note the next day
saying how good it was
How sweet it was
How you're thinking of me
At this moment, this second
I want u to
Admit it ain't never been like this
Never loved like this
Never scared like this
so desperate to ask me
Quietly, consciously
What do u want me to do?

I wrote this next poem after dealing with family wahala after someone dies. The fakeness of it all. The chaos. The chief mourners et al. The ugliest part of humans come out in nigerians after a death.

And No One Came
Tongues wagged
Fingers clapped
Teeth gnashed
Mouths wailed
In the dark
As the veil cometh
And all was silenced
A soul yearned
But no one came

Hollow laughter
Snickers after
Raucous banter
Lazy chatter
In the night
As the thief trumpet
And all was guarded
A spirit called
But no one came

Now he roams
Now he knows
Now they fret
Now regret
The thief is blind
The veil is neigh
Who now will come?
When next it calls?

This is one i wrote a long time ago, can't remember why, just one of those days I guess!!!

That Day
That day I cried rivers
That day I opened my soul unendingly till i shivered
That day I remembered the sun, the sky
The moon all seemed placed under my starlit eye
As I wandered effortlessly amidst the greens, the tees
That day I cried when all I saw pleased
When I found that parking spot down that busy street
And that train all but seemed to wait for me so I could meet
That wonderous black gaze of my wonderous black man
That day I cried for the plight of my tan
In my stand, my skin has erased all possible means
That I should after years, after days, after ways
Burst out of my unruly seams
That day I cried
That day I opened up my soul unendingly till i shivered
That day the sun, the sky, the moon
They took the time to swoon
That day the world cried
That day my alienation died

Ok, i think that's it for today! Ciao!