Rebirth Of A Phoenix

As the weight of the world consumes me

And I lay quietly sinking into oblivion

A faint voice whispers in my ear,

“Who are you?

I have never met you before.

I’m sure I would remember you.

A child so lost and broken.

Where did you come from ?”

The voice continues as I sink deeper and deeper

Feeling my body consumed with fire and finally

Overtaken as my eyes close

Only to awaken anew

And to the voice I answer,

“I am a descendant of you.

No longer lost and broken.

I have risen from the ashes of the Phoenix.

Rejuvenated and Reborn.

Cheers To Chapter 32!

It is now midnight and before I close my eyes, I must give thanks to the universe for such a blessing. Many do not live to see the age I have made it to. I know that personally as a parent who has buried a child. To live to see another day, another year around the sun, another waking moment has me feeling if nothing else but grateful. As Covid has hit and knocked the world in a state of chaos, I have found motivation for many firsts. 2020 was my year of yes and branching out. I have become more consistent with showcasing my work not only on my blog, but also on Instagram, my work will be in not 1, but 2 online magazines, I have found a love for painting and getting pretty darn good at it, and I am preparing to launch a business with my husband. My support system has showed up and showed out with the love and I am eternally thankful for those. Many I have known for years and some just recently, but it goes to prove to me that there are good people in return that only want the best for you expecting nothing in return. Moving forward, it’s full steam ahead to finish out this year. I pray that the most high continue to find me worthy of this life I live and continue to rain blessings down as needed and not just off of wants. May universe and ancestors continue to guide me down my intended path and protect me from all that is meant to cause harm. I hope that I inspire may as others have inspired me on this journey I have been on and may my love and passion flow through my craft. Asé

The World Shall Know My Name

After being up painting (I’m a beginner but I’m loving it), I felt like writing. Naturally I had to pair it with what I created.

I just want the world to know my name like Basquiat or Kara Walker

Minus the graffiti and silhouettes

Stun the world with abstract visions until they think I’ve done my best

Then tell em I ain’t done yet

Putting my paint brush down for a pen

Creating message after message

Planting seeds to help my people win

Because you see,

One day on common ground we must all meet

It’s enough out here for everyone to eat

We not the crabs in the bucket

We’re the Kings and Queens

With the heart of the lion and lioness

Broken free from the chains

Destined for greatness

Like the ancestors that left writings on the walls

Our actions will do the same for those next in line

And after I’m gone and my many greats say my name

It’ll be followed by words such as this:

My many many Great-Grandmother was an artist. She created abstract visions that stunned the world like Basquiat and Kara Walker. Minus the graffiti and silhouettes of course. When she wasn’t painting she was writing. Some would describe her as woke and others would say passionate. A conversation with her was always full revolutionary topics and funny jokes, but at the end of the day she was for her people and the people are for her. So when I say her name, I say it pride. Be a use of her, I come from greatness and now the world knows her name.

Passionate Exchange

Artist Unknown

You’ll forever have a piece of me

A passionate exchange during the heat of the moment

When two bodies became one

Through of whirlwind of pleasure

Brought forth from a night of flirtation

Sparked by my infatuation of you

Since the first time I laid eyes on the

Smooth dark skin brother in the blue suit and brown shoes

That would probably look tacky on someone else, But on you it fits

Just like in this moment with me you fit

Oh so perfectly

And now I don’t want this moment to end

So we continue over and over again until our bodies succumb to a blissful hibernation

Needed for rejuvenation and courage to face each other in the middle of the day when we wake to wonder what happens next…

The Beautiful Song Bird

Inspiration: Lauryn Hill

Plenty of times I heard her voice,

But this time there was something different

As she sat in the movie theater seats

Singing to the screen about a love strumming her pain

I felt many feelings that can’t be described

That voice of hers

Starting low and unique like only she could

Capturing the hearts of many as she built up

our anticipation of the journey those short minutes would take us on

By the final note we knew there was no one else like her

A talented song bird with a pure aura meant to spread a message to many

All too soon she was gone

Away from the spotlight she found solace

Able to be herself without the world watching her every move

Allowed to evolve in her own way without criticism

Now when she graces the stage she does so at her own will and in her own way

A way that I have yet to see in person

A presence I’d love to just have one moment in time to be blessed with

Until then I push the button and let the familiar notes of the song play

Before hearing that voice of hers slowly sing,

Strumming my pain with his fingers….

Juke Joint Love

I fell in love in a juke joint

Surrounded by moonshine and bourbon

Soulful sounds flowing from Buddy Guy on stage screaming oh baby please don’t leave me

Brown skins gyrating closely

All speaking different languages to their lover

With one mutual understanding

Suddenly there you were in the center of it all

Skin the color of molasses and honey dipped eyes penetrating every inch of me

Caught up in the moment I moved my hips

Activating a sirens call only meant for your ears

You answered and we danced as if we were the only ones being serenaded

Slow and steady movements while staring in one another’s eyes

No words were needed

Our bodies did the talking

Song after song telling many stories

Last call for alcohol and we still weren’t in a hurry

As the last note played you placed your lips on mine

Sealing an unspoken covenant to

The beginning lyrics of a blues song detailing a love

Found in a juke joint

Soul Ties

Artist Unknown

My essence coats your lips

While sweat drips from our bodies

Surrounded by ribbons of love

We become one

As unbreakable bonds penetrate our spirits

Channeling your energy in synchronized harmony

You lift me higher

Higher to a place I’ve never been before

Floating on a cloud of euphoria

Basking in the beauty of it all

Vibrating with the desire to reach a new arrival

An arrival brought forth by you

My body in return

Bringing forth the same arrival you seek

Until we both peak in an exchange of spiritual currency

Ribbons of love become lifelong connections

Soul ties

Kundalini Connection

Artist Unknown

I am in love with your aura

It consumes me

Fills me with the very being of you

White, Crystal clear

The perfect balance

Of healing nature that calms me

Taking us both on a spiritual wave of ecstasy

We meditate

At the center of earths core

We transcend

In each other’s embrace

Surrounded by blinding white light

Radiating with the pulse of limitless energy

Moving through our bodies

Rising higher and higher

Like a kundalini awakening

Our ascension is complete

When He Speaks

Artwork Obtained From Pinterest: Justin Copeland

Words,

That flow from his mouth effortlessly

Have a profound effect on me

Making me stop in my tracks and take notice

He has much to say

So much information that my mental is sent on a sensory overload

Overwhelmed by the knowledge he delivers

Awakening a part of me that has lay dormant

For quite some time

He stops and looks directly at me

Everyone in the room disappears

Just us two

Communicating with our eyes because the eyes don’t lie

They show you in your truest form

Me, open and vulnerable

Him, strong and secure

Immediately finding his Betty to his Malcolm

He’s ready to have me and protect me by any means necessary

Shook, I turn and leave

Needing to put space between whatever is happening

But not far out the door a strong hand stops me

Turning me

Capturing me in his eyes again

And when he speaks to me

The words flow effortlessly from his mouth

Have a profound effect on me

Stops me in my tracks and makes me take notice