​Grateful — August 2017

So I made a new friend
Not by accident
There was something to give
Gratitude

I am grateful
You are faithful
I did’t have to ask
Lover

There’s stuff I need to learn
Some where I’ve got to be
That I learned ’em
That I got there

Thank you

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Tough love 

This conflict
tough love
it could go any way
you choose to feel the pain
and to love anyway

That stiff-neck pose
what difference has it made
you know no change
but now you know
it is time to go
for that is love
you have to grow
nothing ties our soul
beyond our vows
the choice we made to die
feelings besides

Silence be not golden

​It only matters 
if you cared  
to turn to 
make tough love
for joy to speak 
in the long run
we hope 
the motive  
was clarity 
it cared to say  
rather than hide 
in plain sight  
that maybe  
and maybe  
silence be not golden 

Plain Talk Wahala: Brow Makeup

So I walk into the room where a few ladies where gathered doing and talking lady stuff. Specifically, makeup; more specifically, brow makeup. Proud of the work she was doing, she asked what I thought. I didn’t fancy the style of it so I said so, in many words. We were free like that and it wasn’t condemning in any way (I’d like to think). She loved her creation, her ‘model’ wanted it; they continued. Our talk tapered off.

Things happen. Time passes. Scene changes, slightly.

Not long later, in the same room, on my own, on one side, swiping, typing, and tapping. A new model who just got her brows made up, stood up proudly and asked what I thought. O my! This time, for whatever reason, I got tongue tied. She stood there looking at me waiting for some affirmation, I thought. I was like, ‘how am I going to say this.’ So I asked someone else who was there when I made the comment about what you might call ‘squared-edge brows’: should I say anything? She then turned to my inquiring friend and told her plainly that she didn’t really want to hear what I thought. That ended the awkwardness that was building. God bless her.

There are teenagers that keep things going smoothly when adults temporarily freeze. Thank you so much. And should I simply have said that it looked okay?

Anyway, the plain word doesn’t always seem to need be said plainly or explicitly.

Cheers.

PS:
Wahala, in one view, is a cross between trouble and problem.

Thank You—May 2015

I’m so grateful for the grace and mercy
that family have represented to me
I’m happy that I’m of benefit to them beyond being blood
Beyond the covenant that we share

From birth till now
and certainly tomorrow
the warmth of family warms my heart
to appreciation

Appreciation

Thinking it
Feeling it
   Doing it

To family beyond blood
As kindred spirits
Friends of my heart
‘Tis gratitude that ye are