POETRY CONTEST: stay tuned...this week I will posting the rules for this contest and the winner will receive a free art from yours truly.
A psychic once 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 throw 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 at them
Her kisses confuse their heart
With a tale of stale wine
She marches without solace
And chews on trauma until numbness
Reach 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
©2008 by Cathy Delaleu
Hello Blog World
I know I've been missing in action, but it's been crazy busy for me. I'm getting ready for my art show on 12/13, two weeks away. I'm excited since this will be my first art show in Arizona. So, if any of you live in the area, please let me know know and I will gladly send you an invitation or if you know any friends who might be interested in purchasing. The paintings on top are my latest ones, perfect holiday gifts, right? hint, hint, lol.
Well, regardless, enjoy the poetry and have a great weekend. Ta ta for now.
Lyrics, poetry and art all meshed together
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Thursday, November 06, 2008
These are my latest work...I was finally inspired to create them, it didn't take long, perhaps four hours.
Forget about canned food, this is the season for some good organic, hearty soup. I was able to make my own fresh spices to give it a kick, this below was the result,it took me less than 30 minutes to prepare. When you keep it simple, that's when it taste the best...
The ingredients were:
chicken stock (low sodium)
The sunset is your skin...
I drink in the warmness using archived lips
My journal you open with bruised eyes
Trace my dreams and hope with pastels
You are the sweetest colors I want to lick forever
On a plate I will savor you with my fingers
© Cathy Delaleu 11/2008
Posted by Lyrically speaking at 3:39 PM