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Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

"UIB interviews author, Milele, about her book, "Confessions of a Faithful Woman."

Please take a moment (bout 30 min) to listen to the open interview about love, sex, relationships, spirit, oppression and so much more. As I prepare the second book in the "Confessions..." series I would like for you to get to know me better.

Feel free to leave your comments or questions or opinion I LOVE hearing from each of you.

As always I appreciate everyone who takes their time out.

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Friday, December 9, 2011

Would you...

put me on your lips and allow my juice to run down your throat satisfying your deepest thirst until I am empty then fill me up again?
open me up stretching my spine as far as it will go while stroking and sliding inside me sharing your deepest thoughts with me?
run your fingers across me until you found the right spot playing with me again and again filling me with as many of your desires as possible pushing me to my brink causing me to supply whatever you demanded of me?
slide me up and down, flip me back and forth, finger me, taking me everywhere you wanted, causing me to light up with every touch?
take off all your clothes and climb inside of me stretch all the way out, move around until you found the perfect spot to rest your head, close your eyes and let your fantasies run wild?
make me spin around and around, lick your fingers and move them across my valleys causing me to stutter until you release me and allow me to finish my thoughts while singing the rhythms you create with me?
wrap me around your body and get me wet while I caress your arms, legs, head, chest, ass, face?
use me to catch you life juices after you have been heighten beyond belief?
allow me to fall from your lips arousing all those around and sharing you with the world while keeping your
true self secret to only those divine enough to understand what you really are?
do all of the above and even more to my psyche, body and essence while taking me to new heights, exhausting me and reviving me at the same time?


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Thursday, August 11, 2011

From the Universe through you... inspired by floacist

As a poet, I have an acknowledged connection to every line that I have written! Would you mind sharing your thoughts and connections to the lines that I have written that mean something to you and why. I'd be honored to know Floacist

Okay Let's go with ALL the lyrics to "Need You". I'll let you read them (shortened) before I start

Need You lyrics
Why why I why I feel so needy? When I'm so powerful.... I'm power filled
Me she I sometimes I reach out for you. I know I should be on my own... Cause I'm grown
You don't have to be anywhere for me I want you to do what you have to do (Be happy baby)
You don't have to be anywhere for me I want you to do what you have to do (I'm gonna do the same too)
You be there when I need you even, if you cannot come when I call you. Simply means that I can handle this without you... and I know that next I see you it will be just when I need you
I'm acting like I'm someone else some someone else, some kind of "excuse me please have you seen my mind I'm trying to find it"
I'm acting like I'm on a shelf waiting to be purchased like my best before is the best in store and I'm a product of myself
You don't have to be anywhere for me I want you to do what you have to do (Be happy baby)
You don't have to be anywhere for me I want you to do what you have to do (I've got things to do too)
You be there when I need you even, if you cannot come when I call you. Simply means that I can handle this without you....and I know that next I see you it will be just when I need you
I think I got lost somewhere inside my emancipation... this fascination with unification has become a bit of an obsession...................................that's my confession
I'm going to approach this differently. I'm feeling solutionary, don't be afraid of me, you're yet to see how free looks like on me.
You be there when I need you even, if you cannot come when I call you
Simply means that I can handle this without you
and I know that next I see you it will be just when I need you


The first time i heard this song my spirit whispered "Listen...." I could go line by line word for word with this one!!!!!!! But I'll keep it simple. We so often allow ourselves to feel lonely, neglected or abandoned not seeing the beauty in what we do have. We give our "power" away without accepting the beauty that replaces it. This song (poem) to me shows the self discovery which comes with the unconditional, cosmic, righteous, revolutionary love that we all seek. It shows how your power comes in full understanding and acceptance of where you are, where you have been and where you are going emotionally/spiritually. It also honors the freedom of the ones we love/desire to exist how they exist and still be exactly right for us. It empowers the spirit to be vulnerable yet strong enough to handle things. It speaks of how our receptive, flexible feminine energy allows us to nurture ourselves and our loved one SIMULTANEOUSLY!!! It speaks of the dichotomy of being completely joined and separate entities that are complimentary, opposing, weakening and strengthening. The words powerfully state that everyone's freedom is their own, everyone brings something unique and wonderful to the Universe and until we tap into a persons freedom/spirit we don't know how it will impact us.....The simple complexity of Universal Love.
I also love that it indirectly/directly says what we are so often too ashamed to say: I need you.


Monday, June 6, 2011

So now what......?

I decided to just blog instead of taking up all the comment space on WADDED PAPER (You're welcome) 
I am all for the exchange of ideas and CONSTRUCTIVE criticism in an attempt to help, uplift, encourage and improve not only the "piece"  but the person as well but let us not forget the purpose of "art".  
Historically our "artistic" expressions had a goal/focus at the heart of it.  Although it was a way of self expression it was for the purpose of reaching that goal.  Like minded individuals joined to raise awareness, support, encourage, refresh, vent, etc. etc. etc.  I know this because I grew up around some of the best and most famous artist in the afrikan liberation movement.  I used to be at every book signing at Progressive Emporium (some times against my will lol) and many of the artist stayed in our home.  As a youth I not only got the chance to read the works but sit at the feet of my elders (literally) and hear first hand the motivation behind the work.  I studied the black arts movement and all that jazz.  My point is..... the art was a reflections of the artist and their unique experience and expression of a common concern, issue, state of being, etc. 
I look at writing as any other art form/skill it must be honed and have a PURPOSE.  In addition to being entertaining it should be functional.  
A good writer/artist is someone who not only captures the audience and allows them to see things from their perspective but also someone who is aware of and concerned about the reader. Someone who consciously makes the audience angry, sad, happy, horny, excited, scared and anything else you can think of. A good artist is a tour guide on the journey you are taking as you experience their art directing you where to look but at the same time letting you enjoy at your own pace. They keep in mind the goal and use their talent toward reaching it.
Most of the artist that I like are people I have met/studied, mainly because I am a person who likes the writing to be from a real life point of view even if it is fiction. Word warriors as they are often called spark those deep, sometimes primal feelings, thoughts, spirits and emotions that we often are forced to hide. 
As I bring my tangent to a close I would just like for there to be more substance in art these days, more spirit, more power.  I would like for it to be used as the tool it is and not just to take up time while tipsy,bored, horny, lonely or high. Our history did not start with slavery or end with hip-hop. It is a continuum so lets elevate as we express
There is such power and beauty in what words and thoughts can bring forth

What is the purpose of your "art"?