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Wednesday, July 05, 2006



A poem comes to her
First it knocks on the door of her mind
Checking to see if she’s home
Rest his head on the sheets of her thighs
Uses a black finger as pen to entice her with rhymes
He caresses her gently
His verses soft like the blanket of her hair
His breath is warm
He doesn’t move
Instead he waits
He watches for her reaction
He wants her to escape
And suddenly she feels his burn
She shivers
She gasps
She exhales
She wants him to stay there
Yeah…
He is inside of her
Swimming in her thoughts
She pronounce his words accordingly
Rain starts to pour
Pounding on her skin
She opens her mouth
Welcomes water in her soul
Washing away the ashes she once stored as debris
© 2006 by Cathy Delaleu


Your tongue’s protrusion coiled groove theory
Gave me a standing ovation
Locked between sweet cookie dough sheets of ecstasy
Yes, I inhaled your scent of midnight rain
Smothered in firm pillows with mellow textual messages
Reminding me of the highest mountain of North Africa
Where I’ve climbed on foot
You gave savvy praise to my desert land
Then I woke up
Feeling a cold space
I am missing you…
© 2006 by Cathy Delaleu

JULY 2006 FRIED CHICKEN AND HOME MADE BISCUITS:

Yeah, that's what I wish I had this long weekend but instead I ordered myself some Haitian food and vegged at home. My weekend was a quiet one. I did nothing exciting besides watching TV and unpacking. I will say it again, I AM LOVING MY NEW PLACE. The painter is starting with the kitchen and bathroom today, so when I get home from work I will find my kitchen walls in tangerine and the bathroom will be a mustard color. The electrician whom I met yesterday is a cutie and he is also stopping by today to install the ceiling fan in my bedroom. I have so many ideas to embellish the place. I'm glad my landlord has allowed me to paint the place the way I like it. I look forward to entertaining friends and family with my cooking, paintings and poetry...it's been too long. For you to understand why I'm so thrilled about my new place, let me start from the beginning. Prior to moving, I lived in someone's basement for four years (damn, I can't believe it's been this long).

Yes, I lived four years in a dark hole where the walls were all made of wood that's why it was hard to see or feel the outside light on my face. It was depressing. I kept telling myself I will move out soon, but before I knew it four years flew by. The landlord and her family were a loud bunch, a bit too ghetto for my taste. Their washing machine was downstairs across from my bathroom so you can imagine the frustration. They did their laundry at least four times a week, you could hear them running up and down the stairs from their apartment to the basement. It irritated the hell out of me hearing the door upstairs slamming all the time and people chatting. They had traffic of visitors coming in and out of their place like a convenient store.

I can't believe how I still managed to focus on my writing with all their distractions and what I put up with should have made me bounce a long time ago.

For example, I came home one day to found a black crow flying around my place. It came from a hole inside the boiler room and of course the landlord sent her husband to get rid of the ugly bird. Also, whenever it rained outside, the water would crawl in through the front and backyard door, all the time I had to dry the water with towels and a mop. Another wonderful experience, I came home one day and was cleaning my bedroom, putting my clothes away. When I lifted my pair of jeans I had on the bed it started to wiggle. I screamed and threw it on the floor, I didn't know what the hell it was. I dialed the landlord's number and told her something is moving inside my jeans, yeah I know, it sounds funny, lol. When I told her this she was confused. She came right downstairs with her husband and with a broom. My jeans was jiggling on the floor so they could see with their own eyes I wasn't bluffing. Her husband was poking the broom on my jeans and she asked me if they can use my 10 pound weights to slam on it. I was guessing it must be possum, I know it couldn't be another crow because the landlord covered the hole we found in the boiler room. I gave her husband my dumbbell and after pounding it four times on the jeans, the wiggling stopped. I gave him a trash bag and he use the broom like a shovel. After shaking off the jeans inside the trash bad, we found a dead fat squirrel.

I've also experienced water leaking from the kitchen's ceiling, clogged water in the shower, flying nasty black bugs which were mistaken for termites and many more interesting memories from my old place. Oh yeah, how about the time when the landlord showed up at my place with her nephew (unannounced). She was trying to hook me up with him. The guy was at least 5'6 with a beer gutt and he looked old (late forties). I was still in my pj's with hair sticking out like Miss Shaka Zulu. I was so pissed at her. I never said I desired to be part of her hillbilly family. Then she had the audacity to give him my home number without my permission so the guy called me that same day asking me out on a date, I turned him down. There is more but I won't bore you with any further details. Let's just say I'll be making love to my new home sweet home and never will look back. I think the saying is true: Good things comes to those who wait.

I am calm. I am at peace. I am loving my space.

39 comments:

Lori said...

Very beautiful and the images are fantastic.

cherish said...

WOW Absolutely Amazing!!! I love the artwork which matches the words beautifully. The imagery leaves me speechless.

Thank you so much for visiting my blog.

Epsilonicus said...

I am really feeling both poems. The second one has some good descriptions in it. I like them. The first one has good movement to it.

I am glad that you like your new place.

I also have a poem posted.

S* said...

Beautiful and lyrical! I love your work! I'm a writer too (short stories mostly) and would love to chat about how find inspiration and time to devote to your craft.

BTW, thanks for stopping by my blog.

Top cat said...

I love the sensuality and beauty of your poems.:)

Your description of your previous living quarters and some of the adventures which you had there helps me realize the joy you are feeling for your new place.

Congrat's on this new phase of your life.

thank you for stopping by and commenting on my blog.:)

Solitaire said...

Congrats on the new place. It's always nice to have something of your own!

I love your two poems, have you ever though about audio posts? I'd love to hear you speak your words with the inflections where you want them.

I hope your entertaining starts soon! I know any time at a home you have made for you has to be wonderful!

Catch said...

I dont blame you for loving your new space!!! I think its so exciting to decorate things just the way you want them! I bet your having a great time making the place "your own". When my X moved out I redecorated...all my gfs loved to come here...they said it was so quiet and peaceful.
I love the first picture on the front of your blog!

Deb said...

love the poetry as usual - but love the fact that you are getting to use color in your new place!!! color is incredibly invigorating. :)

Spider Walk said...

Wow!
I have goosebumps...and it's HOT outside :)

I really enjoy your writing. It takes me there...
...still feeling it.

After reading all that you endured during your four long years in a wet, infested, loud basement--I KNOW you are relishing in every moment alone in your new place.
Life can be grand, can't it?

mermaid said...

The first poem takes me through multiple lives. I get the feeling these 2 have some karmic dance to complete. I fell in love with this painting after my return from Europe a few years ago. Still not sure why it's packed away somewhere and not up.

fallen angel said...

"Your tongue’s protrusion coiled groove theory..."

i really like this line. :)

constance said...

These are beautiful.... I love that poem you wrote back in 2001 :)
And glad to know that you're out from that horrible basement, and found a new place of your own! I bet it's going to be beautifully decorated, as beautiful as your words :) Have a wonderful weekend!

Stephen Bess said...

"Gave me a standing ovation
Locked between sweet cookie dough sheets of ecstasy" That some good stuff and I'm not just saying that because I love freshly baked cookies. :) Nice poetry!

I'm so happy that you got out of that basement. Your new place sounds fabulous! I love the colors that you're using. As for the critters in your old place, lol! That was just funny! :)

Intelfetish said...

"He is inside of her, swimming in her thoughts," I thought this only happened to me, nice to see I'm not the only one...

ken said...

Hello!

Thank you for your comments on my blog! much appreciated.

lovely poems, i like the way you paint with words, I always thought it a real talent to create images using a medium that isnt visual :D

ken

UrbanBarbarian said...

I have to do some plumbing today myself... Not looking forward to it..! Keep writing! great blog!

Woman Anew said...

Absolutely loved it. As a recent residence mover and have experienced water and mammal inconveniences, this was enlightening. Wish you had added more. It brought chuckle to my voice and a very welcome moment.

Kurisuteen Kaneshiro said...

"I am calm, I am peace, I am loving my space" that's lovely. It's nice to find someone who has found their center and home both inside and out :) I wanted to thank you for stopping by my boring lil block of the blogsphere, I appreciate your comment :)

Your poems are ripe with expression, imagery and passion. Very vivid! That makes for beautiful poetry, and yours is certainly that. I hope to read more in the future.

Shalom, sis.

Professor Zero said...

congratulations on the new place, it sounds great. i have real trouble living in places without enough natural light, and i love decorating, even vicariously ...

TequilaGuy said...

Beautiful words, I love both poems.

Nika Laqui said...

I am so feeling the poetry...

Soldier said...

I always read your blog and by the time i'm done with reading, i start thinking of thousands of things. YOU ARE SO INSPIRING !!!!!!!!
Today though i'm not gonna let my mind travel to far away places be4 leaving a comment !!!!

I want oh no I NEED to hear more of what happened to u at your old place... LOL i was laughing so hard i almost cried. You see, me and animals = no no. I'm not scared of them at all but they're so... different... lol... i dont trust things that dont have powerful brains.... they're dangerous, and unpredictable,like crazy people.

MagicalSis said...

very cool poetry gal.
congrats on your new place...exciting!

Left-handed Trees... said...

The words, the images, the thoughts--all so strong. I am glad to hear of your new home...nesting is something I've been thinking of myself. I don't know how you managed to create in such a draining space. This is what I'm working on. Thank you for writing about it here.

Mimi said...

Thanks for stopping by!

I am glad you got your own place! It sounds like you surely deserve it!

I really like the art you use.

Poetry by Kai said...

i'm glad that u have ur peace. i love ur 2 new poems. & the pictures are gorgeous...

have fun at new apartments...

:)

brooklyn babe said...

Glad you diggin' your new digs.
Happy Shoveling.
Unpacking is an event all within itself.

Michael O'Connell said...

cathy… thank you for the kind words about my own work… it's nice to hear the kind words from someone with talent such as yours… your words are as powerful as they are emotional…

good luck and congrats on your new place…

Sam of the ten thousand things said...

Enjoyed the read at your blog. Interesting poems.

T.C. said...

Your poetry is beautiful and I truly enjoyed your piece on your new home...its GREAT to have a place to call your own! Enjoy!

The said...

Both pieces are just great. You do have a gift. Congrats on your new place. I hope it will be everything you imagined and dreamed...or at least that it will be critter free! lol

SLUMP FACADE said...

As usual, I'm impressed with the confidence I read in your pieces, so together, so grand!

The Sarccastik Variable Why said...

a damn crow...flying bugs...hell to the naw!!!! i think i would've fell out if i saw a crow in the house...

Delaleuverses said...

Thank you fellow bloggers for the love, it's been a hectic week for me. I'm getting new tiles in my apartment which they're putting in this week so I still haven't been able to unpack everything, thanks again for appreciating my work

starry nights said...

Beautiful poem and pics to match..love your blog.

Jaimie said...

Beautiful poem. thank you for visiting my blog.

Danny Sillada said...

Your sensual poems always amaze me; always surging with passion.

urban butterfly said...

Wow!! Your poetry is so profound!

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