Sunday, October 18, 2009

What Do You Have To Lose


We all should strive for faith in our vision. If you see something in your mind; or if you are thinking constantly about something it is for a reason. I can tell you that when you sit around thinking that your dream is impossible. Surely,it will come true.

I love the question; "What do you have to lose?" I love the answer even more. The answer is; Nothing.... "Absolutely nothing!"


Research is an important part of pursuing a dream. Sometimes a dream looks and feels impossible because we are viewing within a scope or range determined by our eyes. One of the greatest gifts we have is technology. Particularly the Internet. If you do not own a computer. Utilize your local library. In most states computers are available there, and free to use. Another suggestion is, an Internet cafe such as Starbucks.

If you don't know where either of these are ask someone. If not comfortable navigating on a computer then ask for help!

In other words, make NO EXCUSES to not go after your dream.


On the Internet you can research the "what, when and how" to pursue your dream or vision. You will be surprised to know that once you make up your mind to do something, It can be achieved. Seeing it and putting it down on paper is what makes it more achievable. In a way it it like creating a map or road to your vision!

Follow that map... Research and write. This will motivate you.
You may find that you can purchase things for a lot less than you expected. You can even develope creative ways to get things donated in order to make your dream happen.

Some dreams may not involve buying anything. The point is to just take action!

The bottom line is that you will never get closer to your dream, if you stare at it from afar.
Best of blessings... See you at the high point of success!
(C) logicalpoetist October 2009

Friday, October 9, 2009

Black womyn


A Black woman

can never be confined

by mere words

Webster does her no justice

she is a soul of indescribable power

do your thing black woman

you are sensitive but strong

and have become successful

through your failures

you bathe in the sun of your family

they are the radiance of the sun in you

black woman do your thing

you work and never tire

setting a flame stereo typical beliefs

that say you are the weakest link

black woman

you are what starts

and finishes the chain

go on black woman

I noticed your hands black woman

when you dropped to your knees

folded them uttering prayers

blessings of mercy came

pouring down

as a result

upon your children

black woman

you are powerful

black woman

who else besides you

peels the skin off the truth

and gets everyone together

the weather depends

on your forecast

black woman

you set the tone

of leadership with your dignity

and confidence

the world cannot make sense

of your subdued posterity

how you say so much

without ever saying anything

there is no more of a

misinterpreted being

than you my beautiful

sister and queen

than

mama

than

Nana

grandma

who has gone now

than me

all black women

we will always do our thing

don't hate us love us

accept us

because we are the ones praying

and holding up the spiritual walls

preventing your fall

into bottomless pits

our prayers sent you epiphany

so stand on the sidelines

clapping and shouting...

go on black woman

do your thing
photo by Amsterdamn/not used for profit
(C) logicalpoetist October 2009

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Silouette Faces


Image by Merlespar
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Oh I can for you

tilt my head

drink your rushing words with eager lips

paint my mouth for you a vibrant red

trace your brows with shaking finger tips

you recite your list

of loves to me

As I laugh and marvel,

with rapturous eyes

you laugh back

can you ever see

the thousands of deaths

my heart has died

believing so well that I know my part

gay as morning

light as snow

yet all the taunting

things within my heart

you never try to know

oh I can for you be jolly

when we meet

as you tell fresh tales

of your adventuring

I am delicately discreet

in your ear whisper

songs pleased at your delight

wondering do you want all of me

raw and true

blind staring eyes of night

In search of novelty

you stray off

kiss you passionately as you go

what happens inside my heart

when you stray, these things

you will never, ever, know-



(C) logicalpoetist May 1995

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Soaking in Somber...

It is the most somber
days bringing uncomparable
gifts of peace
seek, find refuge upon a cloud
in a grey sky
trees journeying through
change dispurse
array of color
tepid waves of solace
is here for a time
the time of now
basking in now
savoring the experience
not of what's gone by
of what can be made
of now
(C) logicalpoetist October 2009

Monday, October 5, 2009

Soul


Now the sun rises in a soul
long lost soul that felt
only the coldest of winters
splinter thin icicles suspended
from chords of vocality
as angry verbiage and infliction
of brutality weakened an esteem

Now the sun rises in a soul
never knew that the rivers
and waters were troubled
contaminated from pollution
inflicted in a tender time
a time called childhood

who has taken the time
to listen and understand
people yet seek to
be understood
that's just the way it is
in the hood

So the children grow
unattended to
raising themselves
trying to create a way out

homicide, suicide, selling
and buying drugs and guns
to use in their own neighborhood
resulting in genocide

somehow not all were swept
some were kept by morals
gained during that same
tender time,
keeping their heads
lifted toward the sky

some referenced
and inquired how to aspire
despite the most
horrible of circumstance

Now the sun rises in a soul
Soul's mother
danced her last dance
with a heroin shot
to her veins
what is heroic about that

Souls father
found dead in an ally
faced down suffocated
in his own blood
shot... because he messed
up a gangsters money
selling crack

Souls siblings all scattered
through out the system
yet soul kept referring back
to lessons taught earlier on
when granny was alive
Soul chose to abide

Now the sun rises in a soul
rise soul rise also in the sun
reference but never look back



(C) logicalpoetist October 2009

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Self's Song



Can you see the beauty that you posses
will you caress your confidence,
finesse your acceptance
of self
Has your mind seen the supremacy of your being
because your sight could not comprehend
and then.....
Did you stop and say
that God sends the perfect you
the vital you
that can only fulfill the purpose
given you...
and at that moment
did you embrace that you are all that you need to be
that it's not what other's see that make you who you are
but its the who that you believe that you are
that matters...
It is crucial to see that you are a beautiful being exactly as you are
If you are not loyal to you
then who will be
We can only survive on other's love for so long
A song does not run out of words or melodies
if so it would not be a song
love long, love hard, love you
like you loved that person that you gave everything to
and who scorned your soul in return...
Yearn... yes burn
then soothe
and cool
in a pool of self acceptance.
You've never had a bath like this..
Lay your head back and relax in your self confidence
that you can and will not just be
man or a woman
but that you will dent your heals in every grain of sand possible.
Residual dew will remain from the waters you've poured into life
long after your gone
Can you see why I go on and on
encouraging you to love thine self as you are
and if there is something about
you that makes you sad-
Change it
because
you
are worth it!








(C) logicalpoetist October 2009

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Exit To an Entrance

That closed door was the entrance
at first I could not tell.
As I walked through it I was sad
My head hung low
my knees weak my throat
filled with lumps
eyes overflowing with water
Just like that it was over
I sat and I wondered what my next move should be
I did not have the power nor the key to my destiny
Never once did I consider his
will
just my way
My fight became a battle and I felt like I'd lost
so tired of the foe that I drifted off into a deep sleep
dream dream dream
did I
about a beautiful life
flowers all around me so rich in color so loudly scented
looking ahead there was a beam of light
from it came a voice
it said do not fret, for everything is really alright
follow me without care of where I lead
think of this journey as a trust
fall
know that I will catch you indeed
placing one foot in front of the other
I followed the beam of light
guided by the powerful voice
I came upon a door
It appeared to be the same door that I'd last walked through when I was awake
the beam of light went through first and quickly disappeared
as I walked through
there were people
lots of beautiful people
they looked radiant to my eyes
one approached me and said welcome to the life intended for you
I will be giving you your tour
there was a room
it was filled with safe deposit boxes
he pointed saying this one is yours
I opened it and there was money
lots of money
I asked how much could I have
he replied all
It all belongs to you
I asked how much is here
he said an infinite amount
the way it works is that no matter how much you withdraw the amount is replaced
you may take as much as you want whenever you want it shall just be refilled
he handed me a sac made of hemp and ordered me to fill it and so I did
We began walking again until we approached another room
this was an extraordinary room
It was filled with mansions
As I looked straight ahead I noticed a large sign
it appeared to be for sale
I am following my leader and he is walking toward the most beautiful mansion
of them all
as we got closer the sign did not read what I thought
It had a name on it, the name was mine
he said this is yours
I replied how much is the mortgage
he answered zero, your house is paid in full
the land it sits on is yours as well
One thing before you ask he said
there are no property taxes
Again we started toward another room
this room was different
It had a racetrack styled floor
there were Bentley's Rolls Royce's and Benz's
How many
Why I really could not tell
too many
He said pick one of each and never mind the note
they are all paid for
you will have no note
I selected three and then we left
this time we walked into an empty room and my leader said this is the way back to life
he told me to take good care and turned in the other direction
I yelled wait
what is your name
He answered Angel... then he disappeared
As I tried to figure out what just happened
the beam of light reappeared
the powerful voice came back
My child you were not dreaming this is real
you are now set four life have a wonderful one
We shall meet again...
Trust all doors that close in your life do not be sad. Closed doors are new beginings and sometimes greater destinations
(C) logicalpoetist October 2009