Archive for March, 2010

Carved By the Gods… (yessss)

Posted in blackness, Musings, Random on March 18, 2010 by drevolutionary1

I saw the most beautiful man today with the most gorgeous face. It was like it was carved by gods. He had skin the color of milk chocolate and dark brown eyes framed by long lashes and thick brows. He had a shiny bald head and a lightly trimmed full beard that set his impressive face. His lips were pink and luscious like cotton candy and the only imperfection—if you could call it that—was a unassuming dark circle, a mole, placed slightly above his cheek. Tall, and with a swimmers build, he wore professional attire—under which I could only image existed ripples, sinews, valleys, hills… (un?)touched. I couldn’t help but stare and busied myself looking at other things. Yet, my eyes were still magnetized to his face. And when it came time for me to part I took a mental note. I wanted to remember this moment, no matter how ephemeral or fleeting it seemed to be.

Soul Man

Posted in Love, nature, Poetry with tags , , , , on March 16, 2010 by drevolutionary1

Soul Man, you the 1 that make me jam
Yea… the rhythm of you and me—man 2 man
Meet me by the tree at 3
Come, bring your drum—you who I been waitin’ 4
A beat so sweet it travel down the street
B it slow or B it fast
C, I just wanna make it last
So fresh, so DEF—so fresh, so DEF…

Out Of The Woods…

Posted in Musings, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , on March 5, 2010 by drevolutionary1

am i out of the woods?
men and their woods?
everything they do to get the goods?
all the wannabe thugs and hoods?

am i out of the woods?
unbearable heartache
and i realize all that’s at steak…

am i out of the woods?
when it comes to
doubting myself
building my self-worth above all else
recognizing my inner wealth

am i out of the woods?
youthful naïveté
the “he say, she say”
the games adults play

am i out of the woods?
life’s mystery
the universe’s beauty and complexity
what my future holds in store for me

am i out of the woods?
i’ll look to my elders
pick up their maps
take note of their tracks
make my own path too
and never look back