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Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Back To Reality



Hello Bloggers and Bloggetts,

Yes, I am back but not fully awake. I am still trying to catch up with time and can't seem to get back into work gear even with my writing. I feel like my brain stutters when I try to write something down. Weird, huh? I need to flex my muscles and kick off this writers' block. That's what I hate the most about vacations, you take them then there's the side effects of aging when you go back to reality. I need to stop spinning around in my tu tu pretending to be relaxed, since I got back i've been really tensed not wanting to face my 9-5 schedule or better yet 5:30a.m til 5pm. Yes, I wake up way too early.

First off there is no need for me to be moody not when I was greeted by a beautiful apartment all painted when I made it home and my kitchen is now a tangy orange color which put a smile on my face. I unpacked everything, finally, after two months of feeling homeless. I will get some pictures posted soon for you all to see my progress. Thank God Mr. Painter is out the way, my landlord told me he won't be coming back and that he is completely done with my place. I felt like he was an unwanted roommate I had to face all the time in my apartment. He took forever to finish the walls as if he didn't want to leave.

As for my Cali vacation, let's just say I ate a little too much and didn't sleep enough. I rented a car as soon as I got to Burbank Airport and did a lot of driving. I don't miss driving, i've been spoiled with the NY trains and buses. I had a great time with family and friends. I made it to L.A. Zoo without getting lost and visiting the Aquarium in Long Beach was fun, most of all shopping for my new apartment got me too excited. One store I particularly fell in love with was Wes Elm in Santa Monica and I lost my mind at Pier1 and Crate & Barrel. We do have those stores in NY but it seems more thrilling and adventurous when you're away from home.

By the time I packed my suitcase to leave, it was too stuffed so I had to ship a box to NY with all the extra stuff I bought. Everything got so expensive in Cali and too trendy, well the food of course wasn't costly but shopping for clothes, shoes or houseware items was an excursion. I got to eat at all the spots I had listed except for Tony Romas...now I'm dieing for some ribs, lol. Oh well.

I had my first housewarming last Sunday in my new apartment, it turned out great and my guests were impressed with the menu and the place. I did cook a little too much food but overall everyone was well-fed from chicken wings to turkey meatball, mac n' cheese, well the list goes on and on. I can't wait to have my next housewarming in September, I plan to have one at least once a month then take a break in November and December. I love to entertain friends and family, life is too short to sit and mop...and I figured it was the best solution to my vacation blues.

I am back in poetry mode so here's one hot off the press:

EROGENOUS ZONE
His footsteps play like keyboards on the tiles
As he approaches the bed
I keep my eyes closed
Pretending to be asleep
His cologne is a caress of great versatility
Sexing my mental agility
His casual gesture is one finger which travels lazily
Down the center of my back and the warmness of his touch
Christens my buttocks and lower lips tick tocks a moon rise
Yet I remain still on my belly
Loving the way he cautiously disentangles romance
Motivating my senses while he lingers an alert on my spine
“We’re going on a field trip,” he whispers in my ear
I turn around slowly
His gray eyes paralyze the air
And Mother Earth know this encounter too well
His tongue spins around inside me like a ceiling fan
Awakening a preview outside the windows
Under the midnight skies special attention is paid to the fall season
creamsicle hues profess the wonderfulness of changed weather
it makes sense to confess joy with bits of moans
©8/2006 C. Delaleu

33 comments:

Harlem Purl said...

Glad you're back! You know I missed my weekly poetry fix while you were gone.

Scott said...

Great poetry. So glad that you are back and doing well. look forward to catching you around more often.

Scott

Joy said...

Hey, welcome back! It's good to read your work again. Thanks for stopping by and commenting

WingWoman said...

This is just simply elegant - thanks for coming by. I will certainly be back.

Meg

TequilaGuy said...

Beautiful poem ... and welcome back! I was beginning to worry, lol.

Libra Moon Goddess said...

Hey Dela...
you're HOME!!...
Yaaaaaaay!!!

Like TequilaGuy says... was beginning to wonder about you!

Pertaining to writer's block... I have writer's lack-of-time! Will catch up my posts, Life, Love again... soon(?)

Good to know you are safe, sound and Happy! This is a good time to reflect upon some of your (not-so-very-old) posts to remind yourself that "All things pass in time." We do tend to suffer "shit" at times... and then we move on!

Keep that pen (or fingers) busy girl, and I promise to keep reading.

Enjoy the Day!
Libra Moon

Delaleuverses said...

Thank you all for the love

amiamazing said...

Nice to hear your perspective...I have been strongly considering new york...however I would be moving away from everything and everyone...I need to visit before I make that leap...how did you make the transition?

MagicalSis said...

ahhhhh....so glad you are back!
missed ya gal.

"His footsteps play like keyboards on the tiles
As he approaches the bed"

kinda musical i would say....sexy enough for me to wanna have summa dat.

eden said...

great poetry here! hey tnx for dropping by and sure ill be back here again!


kind regards!

Ty said...

You already know that I'm glad that you have returned. I missed ya myCathy. Thanks for the poem and dinner.

Stephen Bess said...

Beautiful comeback! I love the poetry.

S* said...

Glad you're back! I was missing my poetry fix.

fallen angel said...

"His tongue spins around inside me like a ceiling fan
Awakening a preview outside the windows
Under the midnight skies special attention is paid to the fall season
creamsicle hues profess the wonderfulness of changed weather
it makes sense to confess joy with bits of moans"

uh...that must have been a helluva of a vacation ma'am! hmmmmm...wonder what (or who) you brought back with you?? ;-)

urban butterfly said...

Wow....

sexy and sensual!! I love it! =)

urban butterfly said...

Oh yeah!! And welcome back!! I know what you mean about getting back into the habit of working when you just got back from vacation. I hate that too!! LOL.

Take care!

~UB

Epsilonicus said...

I am sooooo glad you are back. I needed my poetry fix.

FortuneCookee said...

Curiosity is life.

Cookee glad you had wonderful time ... and glad you are back!

MotoRama said...

"His tongue spins around inside me like a ceiling fan"--for some reason that brought a lot of memories..esp. under the ceiling fan ;)...evocative poem..

Thanks for dropping by on my site.H

constance said...

Hey welcome back! I'm glad you've enjoyed your holiday and had your house warming :) Reading what you've cooked makes me very very hungry right now! :D and the poem is great as always! Have a great weekend :)

Plus Ultra said...

Lovely, give that to him...more precious than a diamond

DevilBlueDress said...

Hi. Nice to see your writing... It's interesting to be here!

ZooooM said...

Welcome back. I don't get to comment much, so I just wanted to make sure you know I read often.

amiamazing said...

yes this is poetry...but like is poetic...what made you just get up pack your bags and move and settle in New York...I have a fashion interest and New York in the mecca...not sure if I ca just get up and move there...California is summer forever...anyway...thanks for the post...nice to see a soul-sista on the net

paris parfait said...

So glad you're back, having had a fantastic trip! Can't wait to see your photos of the apartment - now that you've made it home and w/ the addition of all the yummy Cali goodies. And did that mean woman come to your house-warming?

paris parfait said...

And I forgot to say - great poem!

~*. D E E P A .* ~ said...

hey !

thanx for stopping by :)
tangy orange ? whoa ! that must be a sight !!!

hope u kick off the writer's block ASAP

c ya around !

'*\~>Chris?<~/*' said...

Wow! That was really sexy! I haven't read a poem like that in a long time and I am really impressed. Maybe I should venture in that direction next month. This month my word game with the dictionary is entaining me.

Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

Your play of words, the images it stirs, what a gift you have to create a scene with your words!

SLUMP FACADE said...

Its great to see you are back, as usual you bring the hotness with the poetry, "His casual gesture is one finger which travels lazily
Down the center of my back and the warmness of his touch
Christens my buttocks and lower lips tick tocks a moon rise
Yet I remain still on my belly."

Excellent

Shelle said...

nice to see ya back and in such great spirits. hopefully the block will soon pass with all the interesting moments you have experienced.
poem is yummy to say the least.

Rrramone said...

Ooooh LA. Proved too much for the man... sing along. :-)

Great poem.

Ananda said...

sweet sistalove, i am blown away by the poem. my favorite lines are below.

"His cologne is a caress of great versatility
Sexing my mental agility
His casual gesture is one finger which travels lazily
Down the center of my back and the warmness of his touch
Christens my buttocks and lower lips tick tocks a moon rise
Yet I remain still on my belly
Loving the way he cautiously disentangles romance
Motivating my senses while he lingers an alert on my spine
“We’re going on a field trip,” he whispers in my ear."

it sounds like the vacation to callie, shopping trips to west elm (one of my favorite places - i got some of my furniture from them when i redecorated and painted last dec. and jan.), the new orange kitchen (love orange -- it is the color of my art/yoga/entertaining area), frshly painted apartment, and house warming did you well.

i loved the way you shared your need to come back to reality. all groovy. may ny autumn fill you with joy. i love ny in october...

bryant park is one of my favorite places to walk and sit... sip hot chocolate...

peace and love, ananda