i'm imcomplete.

when seasons change.
you change too.
when fingers are pointed.
and we play a game of who blames who.
we fall off the correct page.
and now you're like black and whites on the first day of school.
brand new.
the season brought me everything i loved.
but somehow it forgot to bring you.
i'm incomplete.

boom!

can't you hear the boom!?
your heart's pounding.
it happens every time i'm around you.
or every time you're around me.
thanks.
you  have saved me from my own disaster.
i almost gave up and then you came up.
in some story.
some story that told non-fictional stories about the L word.
your heart goes boom.
i guess it likes to be heard.
by me.

i couldn't think of a name for this one..

today is a day for love.
i wonder where i can find some?
drowning in my own sorrow & i have had just about enough.
winter has come and gone.
spring is back again.
we always love in summer.
but autumn is when she wins.
and you disappear.
again.
sad to say that next summer i will not be here.
you'll arrive at blues central cafe.
& you will be showered with confusion.
i'll be somewhere in love land with her.
or maybe him.
experiencing love.
again.

love until two..

i dream of 1941 without pearl harbor.
my dress is blue.
my shoes are too.
and this fella is crazy fine.
love belongs to me.
love is all mine.
my mac n cheese is baked twice.
and my glass is full of wine.
red in body.
and each word presented around here is astounding.
yet no Harvard grads live in this village.
education is profound.
and i've found peace in you.
just wondering.
could you be mine? 
til at least around two ?

color me blue..

maybe i had lost my mind.
i think you should come back tonight.
i didn't mean those few words i mentioned.
i was searching for affection.
why do you cover your feelings with a veil made of wool?
i lose myself just trying to figure out you.
i prefer colors of yellow & green.
purple & white.
but you.
you have colored me blue.
what did you see within?
for i saw everything in you.
but you saw everything in letting go.
i know you'll be back.
i just don't think i'll be around though.

#goodbye

art un-Adored.

i could never capture love.
my imagination moves too fast.
and love could never appreciate the art in me. 
leaving me alone with just a pen and a pad.
sending me beautiful yellow flowers & astounding voices.
only to take them away as soon the man in the black shirt pulls back the curtains.
presenting jhey & everything great.
yet i cry.
i get rather sad when new beginnings don't last.
i kinda adored the magic in you.
#i'mjustsaying

4 shots with a twist of lime..

first.
can i be frank?
this evening has been like no other evening in a long while.
i've been drinking tequila and sucking on a lime.
it seems as though the world wants to dance with me.
but i only wish to dance with her.
silliness.
i don't even know her.
yet i can feel her pain.
it feels like a heartbreak traveling in the rain.
no umbrella.
no love to protect her.
i feel sad. 
& this much will take time.
her creativity is everything.
& her appearance is so fine.
her voice is so sweet.
i can't help but think.
she should be with me. 

with me.

if you go.
i might not be able to stay.
these walls won't feel the same.
& when the rain pours.
i will only think of your name.
could you imagine the pain?
or would you rather stay.
with me?

you should be with i.

i wish i could make you smile a smile so exceptional.
so grand.
one so big that it is not measurable.
but i wonder?
would you allow me to wish?
or would you allow sadness to stay?
& then write me when it's too late.
remember you spoke of yellow being your favorite color?
& i was not surprised at all.
for you shine so bright.
like the sun.
but not like the moon.
i wish to make you feel new like the day.
& everything opposite of the blues.
you should feel classic.
you should feel taken.
you should be with i.

i'm your number one fan.

dance in the sun with me.

i'm your number one fan.

i cherish each melody.

i decorate each beach with our names in the sand.

so dance with me.

please.

i'm your number one fan.

i'm not done.

i don't want to be a victim of your heartbreak.
thinking i should leave however i will stay.
i don't want to let you go.
right away.
although i know that you're no good.
i wouldn't change you if i could.
all because.
i'm not done.

crushed out again.

i wish i had met you first.
now i just can't wrap my mind around it.
love is everything sweet but everything bitter too.
you .
you take me to a foreign place & i long to learn more.
feels like i'm traveling through a jungle.
afraid but excited.
amazed and delighted.
hot but cold.
these feelings are new and those feeling are getting old.
i must go now.
love awaits between thin sheets.
bare.
i wish i could stay here but i rather be there.
you are truly extraordinary.
& maybe next lifetime when i am a tree & you are a bird.
we could fall in love.
i'll protect you from storm.
you'll sing a melody so sweet.
i almost can't wait.
sad to say that in this lifetime.
you arrived a little too late.
still crushed out though.
bye.

Pretty

i never truly understood the meaning of alluring.

and then i saw you.

dressed in red and a little bit of blue.

neutral lipstick and a few tattoos.

i was taken by you.

i thought.

wow.

oh my she is pretty.

& that thought came about before i saw your smile.

before i understood the art within you.

yet you were sad.

someone has thought everything opposite of my thoughts.

someone has labeled you blue.

and you wore it perfectly.

like it was apart of your skin.

just like the stripe in your dress.

just like the flower in your hair.

blue.

what a shame i thought.

you are everything but unpretty.

she laughed for awhile.

& then she floated away.

away.
it was pretty.

although it's sad to say.  

good bye sweet 16.

today is the beginning of the end.
a friendship that we thought would last forever.
is now sick.
disease unknown.
yet we know it is a chronic one.
or should i call it a disaster?
i found it crazy how happiness drove right pass us.
& we could never grasp it.
once i felt it.
but it was hard to hold.
sweet memories got old.
and hearts grew cold.
like chicago.
and now she goes and i try not to prevent her.
a part of me is filled with gloom.
but not enough to bring what was once love back.
not enough to jump the broom.
i say good-bye & i know what this means.
i've accepted my deferred dream.
it is now a reality.
what's on the other side of the door i wonder?
a good book i hope.
they always take me away from madness. 
however.
i'm sure i won't fall apart completely.
somewhere in my sadness i found a profound voice.
she almost singed my blues away.
amazing.
beautiful to look at too.
just like the color purple.
and i must keep my mouth closed now.
she's a singing again.
and i am all ears.
hush old love.
can we listen to something new?
please.

endlessly.

She was amazing.
& I could not stop listening as she sung a song so sweet.
She saw beauty in me and I saw everything in her.
Sing love.
Endlessly.

again.

she had many wishes.
yet one stood out.
she was a humble child who laughed when troubles came about.
i thought she was rather amazing.
little tom did too.
i even called her fire.
her soul was a blazing one.
she would laugh and laugh for hours.
have you ever been in love with a dream?
she received a pendant.
it was made of gold.
i fell in love when i realized her true creativity.
i wished i had never told her to roam.
i sent her flowers along with a locket.
her smile was so amazing.
i wished i could put it in  my pocket.
she wished for laughter yet she would die for love.
& there i was.
i was there awaiting.
she started to sing.
i started to dream.
again.

turtle's love.

I would like to get to know you.
Would you walk with me?
Or would you rather fly?
No she said.
I rather walk.
I think its best if we took our time.

down time...

someone once said if you never experience the bottom then you could never appreciate each story the sky tells.so when i tripped and fell.
i smiled and called love.
i read about 3 chapters of hard times require furious dancing.
& i danced too.
i danced until the sky reached midnight.
& before i touched down i wondered about you.
i searched for a few moments.
my soul started to worry.
i was taught that when loved called.
you should answer in a hurry.
& those are the rules i followed.
i was there.
you worried too often.
i scratched it out your head.
you wondered about this & that.
i remember being there.
together we made it.
it was a wonderful kodak moment & each photo i saved it.
somewhere in the back of my mind.
and when i felt down.
i replayed it.
& now i'm at the location in which you hated so much.
& you're somewhere in the sky.
smiling.
i guess you figure i'm somewhere at the bottom.
crying.
i'm not.
& if i never told you before.
my sweet love.
in which we  share the same blood.
you are truly my inspiration to be nothing less than fabulous.
& before i retire to my never-ending hiatus.
the side of me in which blood has never had a glimpse of.
i just wanted to say a word or three to you.
thanks a lot!

jhey bleu

vibe with jhey...

this question could be for those who fell in love with her...

what did she do to make you turn your head? & how did you overcome tradition? what did your mother say? how did your friends feel & what did your grand-mother say? are you ok? or are you still lost? or were you ever lost?

vibe with jhey...

green boots...

i use to wonder why each morning around wayne street was so...
so...
well i can't quite think of the word.
however it's one similar to noisy.
birds held conversation for hours outside my window.
local neighborhood drunks and drug users talked of days when they were sober...
when they fought for this country...
they spoke of pass times.
& i could hear the regret in their voices.
sad.
& i wondered what brought them to this place.
& how could they get back to what was once great?
i wondered..
& i'm sure they did too.
wayne street blues & kids singing rap songs.
makes me wonder if i'm lost or if i'm where i belong.
& i met her about 3 years ago.
she came from richmond.
we ate sushi & spoke for awhile in a park that she was taken by.
it was grand however at some point she went her way & i went mine.
amazing how i think of her from then to now.
she writes.
she writes just like me.
turns me on like a handle.
& i'm in deep however she'll never notice.
following her poetry like i follow my roots.
never getting to the root so i keep moving towards it.
this morning was different.
mr. lewis was found with not an ounce of life in his body.
wayne street.
quiet.
all i hear is death.
creeping up on all of us.
suddenly.
& what have you brought this world?
mr. lewis brought my eyes to a sudden open as i was sleeping before.
i'll never forget him.
& she said she'll be arriving around 4.
i can't stop thinking of my attire.
i think i'll wear my new black suit & green boots.

yellow taxi.

somewhere in my dream i thought of something so harsh.
i wondered too hard on my regrets.
i wished they were dead.
do you still think i'm okay?
too much time gone by now.
stuck.
stuck somewhere in between life and death.
however i prefer to live.
so i write.
i write what they were afraid to say.
i could care less & they knew it.
they loved me when i was at my best.
so they're all here now.
deceived.
mother said never to judge a book by its cover.
so lets talk.
i would rather make love to your mind than your body.
you would rather get straight to the point.
& would lie to get there.
i would believe for i'm jaded.
& she smiled intensely as she walked by.
i wished i could walk with her.
however i would never walk with her.
a beautiful moment captured was all i needed.
& i was appreciative.
what are you?
it's okay if you're unsure.
that makes us the same.
& i'm glad you came.
now the sun has gone home & it has began to rain.
yellow taxi take us home.
what a moment.
so fond of you i am.
for i hate taking yellow taxis alone.
now on this ride preach to me your story.
yellow taxi driver said where should i take you.
she said 4th ave & Warwick.

take a picture with me...

so..
as i walked down Main street I heard a bird singing.
it was 11:54 PM so i wondered about its meaning.
and most likely you're thinking where is she going with this...
i couldn't tell you but if i could would you even listen.
however i understand that we both have a lot to say.
& your father never worked for the man.
mine either.
therefore we listen to what no one has to say.
consumed within our own world where we look at ourselves as Gods.
obeying authority never.
so when we fell we fell hard.
& i never thought i would bend my knees.
i never thought prayer would seem so great to me.
& then i prayed.
& then i was free.
yet i still wondered about you.
you...
& she was amazingly beautiful.
i could describe her however it would take a moment.
she was interested in change & i was too.
she was filled with light & i was filled with bleu.
searching for truth and running from anything that was not true.
i had a moment to ask...
how are you?
& she replied with everything opposite of gloom.
somehow i wished she wasn't already in love with the moon.
for i would take her away to a place where spring time is everyday.
flowers bloom by the second and each day is sweet.
sorta like honey.
however.
my heart accepts my own reality.
so...
my next question was..
would you take a picture with me?
please..

& i just can't wrap my mind around it....

what was it that roamed within my thoughts? would you happen to know? i'm different. we just look the same. however your traditional ways don't consume me. in fact, i think you're weird. i think it all makes no good damn sense. why would you rather be what she thought you should be? slavery within your own world. do this. say that. eat this. read this book & don't forget to shower twice a day. & that car doesn't fit you. those naps in your hair are UN-pretty. no man would ever love you. & don't you dare miss church on Sunday. we wouldn't want you to disappoint the Reverend. & dont be cheap doing offering. God don't like ugly. & i couldn't find it in my heart to even partially abide by tradition, so i'm here, beaten & torn. lied to & tricked. cursed. crushed & confused. yet...my naps, she found them to be pretty. i could go on however i'm sure you get my point. somewhere in my sadness i found sunshine. i thought your traditional outlook was off yet i still offered to wash your feet & scratched your fears out your head. i still loved you. so why is it so hard for you to love me? i just can't wrap my mind around it...

love, paper & pens...

so, it just so happens that i never planned this. it was a feeling. a rather strong feeling that came about. & i just thought that maybe i'm not even a good friend. a guy that i call my bestfriend birthday was today & i didn't even call him. i sent him a text & he replied however i didn't. that was a random thought. i could be that sometimes. well, as i said before i never planned it. she didn't either i suppose. somehow we loved each other so damn hard that it has left concrete scars on our hearts. shes now attached to my soul so she goes where ever i go. most call me foolish. they call her that too. nobody understands it but us. i guess thats all that matters however i sometimes want folk to agree. the most important thing is being accepted. right? well maybe not. so i write. i write. my imagination is filled with happiness however my reality is filled with something else. neither happiness or its opposite. it's something that i can't describe. the world has got me down to my knees. i thought at one point i would never bend them again. silly me. lost within a bleu mist. wondering if i'll always be a Miss. counting my blessing because i now believe they do exist. however i'm just writing. i adore this art. you?