One of the riskiest moves I’ve made all year has been to put my heart on the line again. After a previous lovers escapade and many obstacles littering the way – resulting in the art of loss, I wondered if I had truly learned anything. I would soon find out in a relatively short time [...]
The art of loving
Requires no brush of paint
Or numbered two pencil
She is the art
Her heart the canvas
Upon which my love is stenciled
How I need no eyes to see
The desire written upon her own
My chocolate skin coating her caramel
Body in kisses; where licks too are honed
Wanting to tug on her heart’s folds
Feel her lips upon my [...]
Stacked up high to my neck are these blocks of moments; where my brain storming the day she departed is torment. So instead I forego it.
And in reality, I’m just learning how to be happy again. Learning how to forget certain things and as for others…to start remembering.
Learning daily to resist the urge [...]
I think at some point if someone had just told me, “You are watching your girlfriend die.” I would have adopted a whole different attitude at the onset of the second diagnosis.
Perhaps a dose of reality with a shot of hypnosis.
It returned exactly one year and one day after the first cancer was found.
Nestled in the woods of Manitowish Waters, WI exists a place I’ve always considered a home away from home. Camp Jorn holds a special place in my heart. I distinctly remember my first journey to the Northwoods. How it was the first time I’d ever been away from home for more than a few days. [...]
I didn’t wake up one morning and decide to love again
I’ve had this feeling ever since I could count to ten
From the very moment I realized
My love was for women
I never thought about marriage, or
decided to give men a chance
Although a guy was the one
To steal my first kiss
But by chance and by good grace [...]
Some streets in Chicago resemble war zones
Garbage piled up high
Reminding children they are at home
Encased in concrete building tenements
Where a strong breeze intrudes
Ruffling broken tree branches
Leaving loose leaves blowing in the wind
The children; they get no enjoyment out of it
They are anxious wondering whose gonna be next
Drive bys instilling fear in them
Afraid of the shadows [...]
The language that follows the path of most resistance
whether it’s the marrying type
or the look who’s coming to dinner tonight
It is not all hype
Up on the coffee table we have christened,
which found no weary mug needing rest, no
I don’t drink coffee,
only the warm soft skin of the woman
I’ve laid upon and upended
Onto the tile floor
Disdain when it acts
Imposing its will
Right on out of me
In fact: my Spirit saps
My teeth chatter
My nerves rattle
My heart beats faster
Self what’s the matter
I ask I plead
I eventually concede
My brain suffice to say
Begs for release
Won’t shut off my fight or flight
Unsteady hands tremble
No end in sight
I am full of life
But this [...]
I am not looking for my first time, as that happened years ago.
The Tremont Hotel Chicago was situated in an enclave, surrounded by the city view just off of the Magnificent Mile.
It was the second time she had come to visit and I was not looking for a good time.
I was a lover seeking love.