UNSENTIMENTAL
A psychic told her
That she’s a 7th Daydreamer
With promiscuous tendencies
Taught by the only man who molested her
At eight years old
She was grass-fed with lack of trust
Only learned to keep quiet eyes and legs to herself
In order to fool thuggish men who threw lies
Based on hormonal changes
They heard all the way from Port-au-Prince
To Harlem that she has the best black beans in town
And her fish will make them powerful
They assume she’ll make them lighthearted
With her innocent smile
Unaware that her grind is a cruel whip
Of salt and vinegar
I don’t love easy, she yells to them
Her kisses confuse their heart
With a tale of stale wine
She marches without solace
And chews on trauma until numbness
Reaches over with tear dust
Hushing her to sleep
With a tale of stale wine
She marches without solace
And chews on trauma until numbness
Reaches over with tear dust
Hushing her to sleep
Their cock prayers wraps around her
as nutritional facts of life
Her bodega is sterling gold used as a doorknob
To cover her surface with their rainstorm
She carries her verbiage as mainstream
Unsentimentally she values some raunchy opinions
©7/06 by Cathy Delaleu
as nutritional facts of life
Her bodega is sterling gold used as a doorknob
To cover her surface with their rainstorm
She carries her verbiage as mainstream
Unsentimentally she values some raunchy opinions
©7/06 by Cathy Delaleu
FRONT PAGE 
Tell me how to love you upside down
Without falling head over heels with
Irrigation?
Postcoital coos will show evidence
Of emancipation
And with aggression you will
Feel my expression
Tell me how to leap every note of your flesh
And to have your pores weep a composition?
Numbers don’t lie
My inflation is not from lack of deficit
For the record I will dissolve my emotions with fire
And blow ashes to your lungs
Upside down I can love you with sunny side glows
Flamboyantly surf rum to your lips
My calypso string
Is plump with desire
Tell me how to love you upside down
Without falling head over heels with
Irrigation?
Postcoital coos will show evidence
Of emancipation
And with aggression you will
Feel my expression
Tell me how to leap every note of your flesh
And to have your pores weep a composition?
Numbers don’t lie
My inflation is not from lack of deficit
For the record I will dissolve my emotions with fire
And blow ashes to your lungs
Upside down I can love you with sunny side glows
Flamboyantly surf rum to your lips
My calypso string
Is plump with desire
19 comments:
Your poetry is awesome! So powerful!
Beautiful, as always! I love reading your poetry.
uh...yeah...that first pic...uh...yeah...it is...uh...yeah...very nice...and very detailed...be back in a minute...
Thank You for the post regarding "Dream." I LOVE passion with my fruit, as do you...
Love your Words!
Libra Moon
I read have been reading your posts but have been silent. I love just coming by and reading. They are so fresh and different from what I am typically read that I have to read them a few times to really see it. It is enlightening!
I like. Very much so. And somehow the pictures are appropriate to the words, and yet still evoke their own response.
Great job!
She was grass-fed with lack of trust
Only learned to keep quiet eyes and legs to herself
In order to fool thuggish men who threw lies
Based on hormonal changes
Wow, that first peice...whoa.
The words were so powerful I had to go back to look at the pics! They are nice too, but its the poem. You really struck a cord with this one. I'll be reading this poem over and over again with the certainty of finding deeper meaning each time. That is a real treat! When a saluting a woman I *never* say bravo, prefering instead the feminine form.
BRAVA!!! BRAVA!!!
Wonderful thought provoking poems, as always.
where do you get the pics from...they flow smoothly with your poems....keep it up shawt!!!
Thank you all for stopping by and enjoying my lyrical lounge :)
Such great words. Thanks for sharing as always. Great art as well. Is that yours as well?
Scott
Delaleuverses:
Thanks for the recent compliment on my blog. I’m not sure what brought you in my direction, but considering your eloquent writing I am genuinely honored.
Your work is very powerful. I'll be reading alot more. Thank you.
wow...
beautifully written indeed !
Scott: None of my art is displayed in here, I will have them posted eventually.
Holiday: thank you, I also enjoyed your unique blog
Don: No problem, come back again :)
Full of fire and good ole living!! Loved them!!
This is my favorite line, "Postcoital coos will show evidence
Of emancipation
And with aggression you will
Feel my expression," I see you've been cooking up masterpieces for consumption in my absence. Well after reading, I must admit, I like the flavor; taste great!
Thank you Pat Paulk for the visit and yes I confess Slum Facade I've been busy cooking up some more poetry :)
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