Lyrics, poetry and art all meshed together

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Keep on reading
Keep on writing
Keep on inspiring
Keep on dreaming
Wake up from your dream
To make it happen
Stuff your brain with fresh positive food
Keep on creating

Monday, November 28, 2011

I know I am not forgotten for I've been blessed over and over with a better health, good friends and laughter that keeps me going on a daily basis. Not to mention my art and poetry. I'm not able to stop drawing, painting and get very excited when I see colors. I love the blend of colors on canvas or in journals. I am loving life without complaint or negativity. Why have negativity when you can enjoy the simplest things in life?

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Thursday, October 27, 2011

My latest work of art, I give you "Organic Love". You can fit earrings or rings in there and it's made with moss on bottom. Very cute :) Have a goodnight, will be in creative boost again tomorrow.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

I need to get back to my roots with painting and writing. Rewind and move forward is the best medicine for the soul. I also want to share with others and to remind myself that although I've tripped and fallen, it's ok to get up slowly and dust off the negativity in my life. So, here I am again, to share with you all. I miss blogging and I miss a lot of things that used to excite me. I've decided to look back and start over. Now I found myself smiling and feeling the sunrays on my face.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Her visual was flawless
She was every little girl’s dream
But I didn’t understand why she couldn’t be fed
Her stiffness was a mystery
I needed to hear how she felt
What she felt
She was too skinny
So with a needle I slashed open her lips
She was finally free
I stuffed some rice and beans inside her mouth
Her head grew bigger with all that food
She was no longer a beautiful Barbie
At least I can feed her

Friday, July 01, 2011

Hello blogger friends,
I know it's been ages. It's wonderful to see you around inspiring us with your art and poetry, although I am aware that most of you are in Facebook. If you'd like to keep in touch that way please send me your name in Facebook where I often post my poems and art. Thanks for the inspiration and I've posted below my latest art and poetry for your viewing pleasure. Enjoy!

Naked Aggression

It is a struggle
To try to ignore those words
To stuff them in her closet for another decade
She is followed by this aggression
Emotions attached to her spine like summer
She is meant to embrace them intentionally
Her secret sword is her heart
Connected to his loins
Where she is guaranteed a soft spot
He is historically accurate
By her mass weapon
This naked aggression of love hangs between her thighs
Without explanation
She summarize her naked aggression
In silence
(c)2011 by Cathy Delaleu

Friday, November 05, 2010

Bruised Addiction

Shadow carved by swollen fingers
There must be a reason why his arrogance is a steady blade
A punctured wound to the spine
His dramas are memorized sweetly
Dents in my jaw line
I have rear-ended my heart to him
The perfect cartilage of a man
In my bruised eyes
He can do no wrong
No matter how hurtful
His words hold me hostage

I claim he is my cosmic warrior
Skips and hops all over my field of dreams
Traditional with the profanity of his lips

Yet I see divinity
I see longevity
I see dignity
I don’t look in the mirror
Afraid to view the lies
To feel the stings
The cuts from this King
My King

By the end of the day
We are “one”
I will come up with a name
Suitable to place on his bumper sticker
Maybe written “athletic hero” or “King Mufasa”
His blistering heat leaves me with serious sunburns
He was taught the way to a woman’s heart is with the use of his fist
I changed my status to “abused female”
My silent cry to family and friends
Afraid to let his own mother know
My funeral has come and gone
Her son is a serial killer
I’m his daily cold case
He wraps around my throat emotionally
Leaving me for dead
With controversial kisses
As angry as a powerful storm tonguing me to the ground
He wants me to remain there
With all his debris
Waxed on my flesh
Repeatedly with symptoms
Addicted to the way
He loves me
He loves me
He loves me
© 2010 by Cathy Delaleu