while you sleep

please stay


You wrap me up.

Heavy breath behind me, hot and simmering around my forehead, bellowing into my face

Your yellow arms cuff me… keeping me safe.

Through glossy eyes..I  gaze at the red curls of hair along your skin. Pink nails on thick, long, fingers… Sturdy veins protruding up to your shoulder.

Held tight, nestled in your elbow, I feel the warmth in your chest, the closeness of your bones.

Hollowed and Curved, your body bends to shelter me.

Your knees slightly raised…to lift me.

In your sleep your chin leans..allowing you to kiss me. You huff while gently tugging me closer. I raise to kiss the inside of your shoulder, then fall deeper into you.

Through glossy dim eyes..I peer. I feel. I hope. I dream. I pray.

I pray that your arms will always hold me.

I pray that your chest will always support me.

I pray that your ears will always hear me.

….That your eyes will always see me..

I pray that your lips will always smile for me.

I pray that your voice will always speak for me.

I pray that your fingers will always touch me.

….That your feet will always stand for me..

Through glossy dim, wet eyes…

I pray that your heart will always ache for me and that your soul will always long for me

I pray that your mind will always think of me and that your dreams will always be filled of me

Through glossy, dim, wet, red eyes…

I pray that your love will be so strong for me that (this time) it will be impossible for me to leave.

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New Art

"I got ya Goldie"

This is a snippet of my latest project. Mannequin Art!!!!

The collection consists of miscellaneous items: stones, trash cans..etc. Whatever I can brand the design on.

Family Portrait

Painting Mannequin Makeover

The paintings were painted over existing pictures., So I guess you can say that it’s sort of (Green Art). I used old/unwanted frames and pictures that I had around the house or purchased from thrift stores, garage sells, etc. and painted over them. (Neat right?)

Examples of Old Paintings

Examples of Old Paintings


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Just a little heat

Image Credit: Unknown

Just a little heat on this cold day..just a little heat to take the worry away.

I don’t need much…Just a little.

A tiny bit of air on the back of neck will do.

An itsy-bit of warmth at my ear..to calm my chill

A microscopic drop of dampness to melt the coldness of my chest

Just a little heat on this cold day..just a little heat to take the worry away..is all I need

A miniature kiss

A barely there rub

A small press at my temple

A slight fever in my belly

All I NEED is a little heat on this cold day…just a little heat to take the worry away…
Just a flicker of flame in your eye (for me and me only) will do me just fine.

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Image Credit: Mantra
Image Credit: Mantra

Image Credit: Mantra

Black nails..scrape; striping your forearm, I watch streaks fade from Scarlet to Blue.  Tinted Purple fingerprints mimic my grip.

Facing you..Green eye to Brown. Wide, Kohl lashes flicker fast.  Moist Crimson lips..twist between White teeth nibbling Pink…creating warm Fuchsia.

Tightly pulling Ivory. Wrestling Magenta.

Grabbing Beige. Tugging Yellow. Yanking Burgundy.

Clutching Caramel. Pushing Almond. Pinching Ebony.

Grappling Ginger. Straddling Cream. Covering Copper.

Tasting Hazel. Sipping Coffee. Pressing Honey.

Brassy and Golden. Emerald and happily Jaded.

Blushed and Shaded Sapphire.

Fleshed out. Red-Hot flashed about and blended colorfully next to you.

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“E” B Jamming!

Image Credit: Brownsburg High School Athletics

It ain’t too hard..It ain’t too hard for me to JAM! Michael Jackson


Across The Court..he shoots…”Swish”.

The rubber of his shoes squeak as they frisk along the gym floor… never leaving a scuff.

Gliding and Moon-walking..  (Jamming)

His nylon pants mimic each breezy gesture..back and forth they wave responding to every Twinkling Movement.  He pauses… Alert and Quiet. Head up. Eye’s Pierced. Arms High. Gently Releasing… then….”Swish”.

Before the ball hits the floor…”Plap” it falls into his hands.

An echo fills the court…”I got this“, he huffs in breathy exaltation.

The ball briefly claps the Maple floor then congratulates his palm.  He nods. He Grips..Shoots… “Swish”.  I got this!

Easy. Steady. Smooth.

Inside the hoop The Ball riddles, wriggling through the mesh,  and he’s there to catch it.. “Plap”

I got this“..he outwardly calls out to all onlookers. Holding the ball..he smiles..with shoulders high and chest broad, he tenderly surrenders, freeing the ball…and down it goes.

He Dribbles..then Retrieves.

Dropping then Picking up.


They Flicker to the end of the court, Up and Down. Swish and Swooshing, Circling each other “Jamming” together..

Pack. Pap, Plap..Clap, Squeak..

“Swish”...”I got this” 


“The World is The Court, Life is The Ball”. It’s never about how hard the game is,  it’s only about how you play it. (You got this..It ain’t too hard for you to Jam so…. it must be “EASY”)


Go EB..Go EB..Go EB… ‘Swish”.


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Her Face

Image Credit:S ofiscats


She tells the story…
of her beginning and end…
her Coming’s and all of her Going’s

Her eyes whisper the joys of her children
and the heartaches of her love and all of it’s struggle

Her Cheeks radiate Sparrows Melodies and Swan Lakes Song’s

Her Lips tell glossy tales of World-wide Adventures, and her lineage in Sovereign Lands

Flowers blossom in her hair

She wakes with the Sun and sleeps to the Moons Lullaby

She dances like the Rain

The ground praises her by kissing her feet
with each step she takes

The High Mountains welcome her..
She climbs them with Determination, Strength, Steadfastness, and Compassion

On her journey she carries a staff filled with the sweet liquor of (PEACE) and.. SHE SMILES

A SMILE so bright that it shines light upon the world
A SMILE so vibrant that it brings light to every heart
A SMILE that reflects all of the beauty that exists within her

Everything that she IS..is shown on HER FACE



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Wild As I Am

Image Credit: Harper's Bazaar, Model Naomi Campbell
Image Credit: Harper's Bazaar, Model Naomi Campbell

Image Credit: Harper’s Bazaar, Model Naomi Campbell

Gold Dipped

Diamond Dazzled

Jet Eye

Ebony Lash

Black Curled, Coiled, Thick Forested Hair

Sunset Nipple

Moonlit Rib

Twilight Thigh

……………………..Oh..As Wild As I am.

Hyena Laugh

Lioness gait

Butterfly Flirt

Willow Tree Sway

…………………………. Wild As I Am.

Bare Footed, Wide Open, and Spotted Red

Flamingo Dancing Underneath Black Sky.


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Let’s Eat Cake

Image Credit: Iheartnaptime.net

Let us eat cake

No dollars in the bank, No coins in the couch cushions, No pennies in the jar and I’m all out of ideas..

The mortgage is late and the fridge is empty; No meat, cheese, nor bread.
No liquor in the cabinet, No pills in the drawer, and No hidden stashes.

No gas in the car, and even if there were, there’s No money to go anywhere

The silver is tarnished and can’t be polished… and we sold all that we could sell.                   The phones are ringing and the mailman has a job…so (he) won’t quit

The laundry basket is overflowing and there’s No laundry detergent, No dish liquid, and No soap…

SO..there’s No undies, No socks, No shirts, and No pants                                                          Just Bare backs and bare bottoms..

Bare Feet and Bare Breasts,

Bare Faces and Bared of Ego

Bare to the essential..

Naked, unbiased, unprejudiced, simple and free, and honestly choiceless.

But, there’s YOU…

…and ME

and WE can make CAKE.

Let’s eat cake :-) It truly is the sweetest and the most fulfilling part of life.


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Image Credit: Butterfly in a Jar by Consel



Image Credit: Butterfly in a Jar by Consel

Image Credit: Butterfly in a Jar by Consel






Slipped inspiration..slandered in confusion

Smothered by the smoke of the fallen.

Gone away, never to return..yet burning. Smoldering heart-songs..blackened blue.

Torrid and scorched red at my hairline.

A blistered memory; branded, raised and identifiable.

A blistered memory; painfully etched in my mind and forced to never be forgotten.



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The Mountaintop

Image Credit: Tripadvisor

themountaintopLife doesn’t have to be grimy.

Life doesn’t have to be tumultuous and hard. Yes, it is filled with sometimes psychotic adventures and rough terrains. Sometimes there are rocky roads and troublesome mountains to climb. But, who said (you) had to ever come down from the Mountain?

Who told (YOU) that you had to continue Machete cutting through weeds? Especially, when there’s a smooth, paved out path to the right of you.

Sometimes, we hold on to pain just to have a story to tell (or write). We testify and boast of heroic tales that never seem to end. But, (let’s get real; if only for a moment) pain was never meant to last. It’s only for us to pay attention to what ails us. Pain is the important message carrier and the signal in our lives, that it’s “TIME”. It puts us into motion. When we are in pain..we do something about it.  But, when it’s over..don’t bring it back. When your healed..Don’t pick the skin to reopen old wounds.

Once your done..be done. Be out, and stay out. Be up and stay up!  The only one that controls chaos in our lives is (US).

  See you at the Mountaintop :-)


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Spacing Out

Image Credit: unknown

Where were you just now?


…I was on a satirical sabbatical..

…Floating on a hopes hustle..

…Tiptoeing on the pebbles of Buddha

…I was in the middle of a tyrannical tirade; a typical eyebrow tantrum

…Picking up the stairs on the way up to heaven..(didn’t want any unwelcome visitors)

…I was talking to Jack about where he got those magic beans..

…I was helping Alexandre Dumas finish his last book..

…Laying on a T-Rex

…Babysitting my Great-Great-Great-Great-Great Aunt’s Cousins Sister’s baby

Josephine Baker

Josephine Baker (Photo credit: thefoxling)

…In Uncle Tom’s Cabin…Sliding down the red stripes of a candy cane

…Braiding Pocahontas‘s hair

…Planting more Sumatran Tigers in the garden..”You know there almost extinct..right?”

…I went to go see the Queen about all those taxes she was proposing, I wanted to make sure that I wasn’t on the list

….Josephine Baker was teaching me how to sew.

…Sitting on a curb at the  corner of 1st and Amistad, looking for God.

<FINAL Answer> I guess I don’t know where I was..because I thought I was with you?

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My Best Day


My best day

Striped socks and stilettos

My Best Day…Chipped Nails, A good Push-up, Striped Socks, Stilettos, an almost empty energy drink, and The Black Key’s fingering my ear lobes…




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