A Wise man

A wise man is strong even when confonted with an opportunity to be weak. A wise man humbles himself even as trouble seeks him out. He accepts his responsibility with his head head high maintaining his dignity, excercising integrity. A wise man takes care of his flock and his nest despite, the inclusion of a "lost soul.." He recognizes his own imperfections and commits to change. Ignores his own souls invasion.
A wise man waits and relies soley on the "Most high" He is Peace, Love and Life personified.


(C)logicalpoetist September 2010

A wise man is my cousin Vernon

Dedicated to my cousin "V"

with all my love,

Najai

This Poets Quote (work #10)

It is her determined mind that accomplished greatness, defined her own name and swayed from the titles that she had been given. It was just what they called her. Silently she pressed on because she new to answer to God and not human beings. Now because she answered HIM... SHE IS DEFINED IN HER TRUTH AND ETERNITY!

(C) logicalpoetist September 2010

This POETS quote (work#9)

Yesterday has passed... How Blessed we were to have taken in it's breath. Today we gather a new taste, the seasons of our tongue are fresh and rebukes all foolishness. Taste with no intension of greed. Plant with expectation of abundance. There is much within a tiny seed.

(C) logicalpoetist September 2010

Necessary Beats

Photo Is Titled:Energy
Creator is unknown and photo is borrowed and not used for profit

What great work is really done
If hurt is inflicted on even one
soul
One worth less one penny
least multiplied by many
has little ability
to purchase anything of value
decreased is the quality
of life least filled with strife
to say something powerful
through actions
see the fact is people talk
while sitting down
yet it's walking the talk
that crowns a head
glorious
truth is some things don't come
quick as a matter of fact
easily gained easily sick
regurgitating sorrow rather
manifesting and solidifying tomorrows
guaranteeing security
saddest thing ever seen is a
dream that came true today
lost by tomorrow's eve
so now the dreamer is
left to grieve and their story goes like this...
Once upon a time
I used to have a life of abundance,
Man you should have seen my mansion
full of beautiful things
countless rings were right here
in this mahogany jewelry box
oh but that was long ago
but I'll show you.
I'll gain it all back again
Not once realizing the real sin
was poor management
See it was that senseless dreamer
that thought that they were the stream liner
of their own talents and destiny
now I don't propose that
one should serve the same God as me
but, I tell you
- you better sure have a sense
of some reality bigger than man
especially bigger than self
that kind of vanity will surely
bring you to the mirror
and no where else can you run
when face to face with that truth
well I think I've made my point but before I go
Listen to the youth.
Can't count them out
can't shut then down
If courageous enough to hear
their voices
your heart will beat to
rhythms of truth

(C)logocalpoetist August 2010

Reality Check

" Take a chance today and see if anything shall become of it."
If no chance is taken then surely, nothing shall come...

It has been said that if one takes criticism and feeds themselves,their hunger is confirmed. "Hmmm..." Starving?" Perfection is not what is desired because it is not realistic. Betterment is truly attainable. When reaching upward we can touch so much. Yet,a cloud would disappear through our fingers.

It is not possible to tell others what a cloud is physically like but, surely one can explain the wonderful "high" of being so high up off the ground.

Education is powerful and crucial... Be clear... It is not ONLY found in books of academics but, rather in the book of life. What good is it; to be overflowing with knowledge; yet lacking of wisdom? Does knowledge give birth to wisdom? Is it not wisdom that whispers read and learn? Increase your understanding or go back to school?

WISDOM-The ability to discern or judge what is true, right, or lasting; insight. 2. Common sense; good judgment

KNOWLEDGE-Familiarity, awareness, or understanding gained through experience or study. The sum or range of what has been perceived, discovered,or
learned.

Stand not on the edge of knowledge alone..You may argue a point that you've only been taught. Instead lean on wisdom for it will catch you before you hit bottom!


(C)logicalpoetist August 2010

Life's Formation

106 degrees rule
hot sun screams
ceiling fan cools
soul swaying
beckoning for light
Jazz playing
possibility of a
harmonious night

Flame burns
wax drips
pauses in mid air
mint tea
warms lips
daggering stare
brown eyes bleed
hazel tears

Multiple colors
that exspress
yet camouflage
my metomrphosis

A new me
a larceny
of time
Untimely
presentation
to the world
will the universe
still hold me
in it's arms

Will I be a butterfly
A wonder woman
or simply become
the next level I-

(C) logicalpoetist August 2010

Window of anticipation

Photo by Tinou Bao



Warm sighs... waiting
anticipating a call tonight
A voice that says come
be with me, saturate me
Capture blind side
induce vision
fine wine splashes glass
sips, wet lips,crash
of crystal

strokes
of incense smoke
dances above us
Soft music plays
Jazz of course
smooth silhouette...
your face
entertaining imagery
beauty so set aside
and apart... Amazing

How did we fall apart
are there any more doors
to walk through or
meadows to pick
Birds of Paradise
ice to cool hot love
apologies to accept
warm sighs... waiting
anticipating a call tonight..


(C) logicalpoetist
July 2010

The Art of Making Love

Photo by: Jerry



Peel back the blanket of her disguise
See the truths behind what she denies
never see her truths as lies
kiss tears from the corners of her eyes
don't be the reason she ever cries

Caress the softness of her skin
compliment the goods she holds within
Listen when you want to speak
while she is talking stroke her cheek

Repeat back to her what she has told
watch as the trust simply unfolds
Stare deep and glaring into her eyes
for these are the windows to her soul

What you see is what you get
do not walk out or become upset
for every part that you discover
seek understanding
don't run for cover

Take time to hug, hold and caress
although she excites you
Don't always seek sex
A woman wants to be appreciated
for her intellect

Get into her mind
study her library of thoughts
file them alphanumerically
within your heart
reference often
what you've been taught

verbalize both passion and desire
seek an internal place of higher
Place her at the top of your list
show her always your tenderness

Now when you lie down with her day or night
You'll find that it's the ultimate flight
love never starts between the sheets
and it is only good when you've
laced it with the necessary sweets

If your intimacy is a wreck
it's probably that you've
just been having sex

(C)logicalpoetist July 2010

A Poet's Determination

As I tap my fingers against these keys trying to decide what to write. What comes to mind is the loneliness that one feels on the way to the height of their destiny.
My experience comes to mind. Reflections of the attacks on my life, from the very day that I was born. I was a very brown skinned, chubby bundle as I am told. Jolly in spirit and all though just born; possessed an old soul.

Of course I don't remember that far back but, I do remember the first attack. It was about the age of six. Auntie & Uncle left me in their Mercedes Benz and went into uncles Automotive shop. If I remember correctly the car was a powdery, metallic blue with tan leather interior and smelled strongly of men's cologne. It smelled like uncle. He was always "clean" although, he was the owner of an Auto body business.

As I sat in the car, I stared at the front door of the shop in anticipation of their return.
This man(white)came out and appeared to be one of my uncles employees. He had on a Navy blue, Mechanics outfit, that was soiled with oil. His hands were greasy and his hair dirty, blond. He spotted me in the window of the car and began squinting his beady blue eyes at me. Then he lit up a cigarette;never taking his eyes off me.

I, never took my eyes off him. As we stared at each other, I searched for a smile or a hello from him but,instead, he stuck out his tongue and rattled it at me. I did not understand. I did not take my eyes off him but, I did stretch my eyes in fear.
After a moment or so, the man began massaging his (genitalia) personal area and squeezing himself aggressively. I remember being terrified and confused.

The next thing I knew, he pulled it(penis) out)and started walking toward the car. I cringed; crouched down in the seat and started wishing for my aunt and uncle to come out of the shop. I don't know what happened but,I heard the man saying;
"Renz(my uncle)that is a cute kid you got there." My uncle returned a thank you;she is my niece... Uncle tapped on the window and prompted me to say hello to the man.
The look on my face must have told him something because,instantly he asked me "what's the matter niece?"
The man escaped confrontation by saying he better get back to work. He waved at me and said;"see you later princess." I never said a word. As my Aunt and uncle got back into the vehicle, my aunt noticed that,I didn't look so well in the face. So, she began questioning me. My uncle followed her lead.

I told them what the man had done. My uncle Renz immediately jumped out of the car and rushed back into the shop. Within moments,I saw the guys body come flying through the front door, by this time; his face was completely covered in blood! My uncle was screaming that he'd better "F-ing" apologize to me, or he is going to kill him! The man began yelling;I'm sorry and was crying like a feline. My uncle screamed,"your fired!"

I always wondered why the man did such a thing to me. I was only six.

Well to fast forward, similar experiences continued as I grew up. Some even succeeded further violations. Thank God that I have dealt with them but, it robbed me of my innocence and for a long time, it stole my voice and self-esteem.

Now, as I reflect,I realize that asking why is not important. Understanding why, is... My understanding has come from a solid relationship with God. I have not let ANYONE, tell me that, I am not good enough for the Lord to love; and believe me, so many have tried to convince me of this.

Every thing that I have encountered has made me strong. Each experience prepared me for the next and every single one contributed to my abilities to handle what, may have broken others down. Now, I do not profess to be a "stainless steel..." I had my fall between 1989 and 1991. I met a girl named Coca Aine and she and I,
"ran together for a minute." She became my best friend. So much so, that all my other friends had to go. I had no room for them.

Somehow or another I got tired of Coca because she was trying to spend every day and every moment with me. She did not want me to eat,sleep,or work. She definitely did not want me to be the mother that I had been in the past to my beautiful daughter. Coca even stole from me and encouraged me to steel from myself and others. Coca had me lying to myself and to others so,yeah, she needed to go.

I managed to remember the teachings of my grandmother in my most terrified moments.

Nana had taught me that prayer changes things. Prayer can move the mountains that we cannot. I incorporated prayer because as desperate as I had become, it was the one thing that I had not tried to dismantle my relationship with Coca. It worked. I know today that prayer without works is dead because as I look back; I did have to take the necessary actions in conjunction with prayer.

I had to stop hanging out with friends of Coca and find new friends. I had to fill these gaps with some previous good friends and I had to work hard to be a better person in every way. Most importantly, one of my resources taught me that if I did not deal with my violations then they would haunt me again and possibly Coca would make her way back into my life. The thought of this scared me so much that,I began professional counseling with a therapist.

I utilized other tools like support groups. I was getting stronger and stronger.

Six years into my recovery process, I tried to help a friend with her relocation back to our hometown by subletting her my apartment. I had met her during my healing period and she too was recovering from her life's fall. I had grown very close to her but she'd left to go back to the state where she was originally from. Well, I heard that she wanted to now transition back to the town where we'd become friends.
I had a home in Burlington, Massachusetts and an apartment in Malden, Massachusetts that, was vacant and furnished. I Offered my friend a sublet lease.

Due to some previous credit issues that prevented her ability to turn on utilities in her own name;I turned the utilities on in my name for her. One day, I got a call from the light company that my lights were going to be shut off, due to non-payment of the bill. It had not been paid since she moved in three months ago. I called her and discussed it and was assured by her that, she would take care of it.

I warned her that the light company stated that they were scheduled to shut the lights off by 9pm if the bill was not paid.

Later that evening my friend called to accuse me of turning the lights off on her and her son. I was shocked! I defended myself by referencing the earlier conversation but, she was not trying to hear me and the accusations grew stronger and stronger. Finally, I got angry and said; that even if I did. "You have not paid the bill for three months!" It just dawned on me; "What was her rational?" The truth is, I did not have them turned off.

I believe that to this day she holds this untruth in her heart. I have not seen, nor spoken to her in about fourteen years. Our relationship ended with her having her sons father threaten me and the two of them accusing me of relapsing in my recovery.

This roomer was spread all over Boston where I'd lived at the time.

Many of the so called friends believed and sided with her and turned their backs on me. I don't blame them as she had more years of knowing them than I. My life went on and I am sure all of theirs did as well. The reason that I shared all this is because I owe it to myself to tell my side of the story as no one's ever asked me.

Personally I never felt the need to explain to people who had formed opinions.

The point here is, that even after establishing a covenant relationship with my Lord and savior; challenges have never stopped. The attacks on my life have never quit. The adversary has worked diligently to Steal, kill and destroy my soul.

Clearly, I have not let it stop me. I have persevered through it all. And just think, you haven't heard one tenth of my story. I thank God for my journey here.
I look forward to more of His Mercy and Grace because, I know that neither He, nor the adversary are through with me yet.

I pray that this small part of my story encourages someone and teaches them that they must not quit and that they are never alone.

My life has birthed my ability to paint these pages of encouragement for other children in the struggle... Here are a few things to always remember. Love hard, forgive yourself first so that it's easier to forgive someone else, be responsible, work hard, tell the truth no matter how scary or hurtful it may seem and always pray to your higher power. Mine is God and He does not mind being yours too! Most of all always pray and seek both instruction and direction.

Life really is what you make it!

(C)logicalpoetist July 2010

To Be continued

Contemplating.........................