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#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 14

THE APOLOGY

I just want to

crawl into bed

wrap myself

around you

and get lost

April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate – inspired by that badass word warrior Jason Reynolds and my writing promptress Jena Schwartz – I’m going to post a poem every day. They won’t be perfect, they never are, but they’ll be here, every day of April. I hope you stop by and enjoy the words and maybe even feel moved to share some of your own.

#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 13

BISES

I know what I want to do

and what I do not want to do

The want goes something like

wrapping myself around you

burying my face in your neck

inhaling your essence

forever

The don’t want

is this moment

full of realization and understanding

I woke up with it

nipping at my ankles

gnawing at my gut

urging me to do

what you will not

Stand on the precipice

look over the edge

jump into oblivion

without you

Goodbye lover

bises

adieu

April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate – inspired by that badass word warrior Jason Reynolds and my writing promptress Jena Schwartz – I’m going to post a poem every day. They won’t be perfect, they never are, but they’ll be here, every day of April. I hope you stop by and enjoy the words and maybe even feel moved to share some of your own.

#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 12

KISS ME PROPER

brush your lips

close

so close

our breath commingles

my lips part

and I’m a little undone by your tease

cup my cheek

pull me near

as you listen to my rapid breath

and lick my lip

just a taste

touch me

here

there

everywhere

whisper in my ear

all kinds of dirty shit

taste me

learn me

make me moan

with your discovery

as our tongues dance

wrapped around each other

deep and full of lust

kiss me proper

leave me smiling

love me fierce

April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate – inspired by that badass word warrior Jason Reynolds and my writing promptress Jena Schwartz – I’m going to post a poem every day. They won’t be perfect, they never are, but they’ll be here, every day of April. I hope you stop by and enjoy the words and maybe even feel moved to share some of your own.

#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 11

CRASH INTO ME

hours days weeks

pass as we go about

the business of being you and me

individual

separate

unique

with shared notes and tiny tendernesses

tossed about here and there

I’m thinking of you

hey sexy

you are beautiful

so many words words words

between us

as we rush

through the madness

of life

fast faster fastest

making the most of ourselves

giving it our all

going for broke

until the moment

we walk into that room

strip each other naked

devour each other

body mind soul

I want that moment

that clarity

when nothing matters

but you me us

desire hunger lust

I’m waiting

I’m here

crash into me

April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate – inspired by that badass word warrior Jason Reynolds and my writing promptress Jena Schwartz – I’m going to post a poem every day. They won’t be perfect, they never are, but they’ll be here, every day of April. I hope you stop by and enjoy the words and maybe even feel moved to share some of your own.

#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 10

THE FOUR Ms

Last night I walked the city streets

alone

contemplative

serene

the click-clack of my boots

commingling with the cacophony

of my mind

when I caught sight of you

up ahead in silhouette

waiting

you glanced at the sky

I followed your stare

and for that Moment that second

we were Moonstruck

and I wondered if you too

got a little lost

in the memories of our Magic

the sighs gasps touches

the need desire lust

the brush of lips

so light and barely there

the smolder of our

craving and connection

your whispers my moans

our language of sex and fire and unholy obsession

the wonder of us

the Magnality of love

April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate – inspired by that badass word warrior Jason Reynolds and my writing promptress Jena Schwartz – I’m going to post a poem every day. They won’t be perfect, they never are, but they’ll be here, every day of April. I hope you stop by and enjoy the words and maybe even feel moved to share some of your own.

#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 9

MY NAME

my name was written on

a piece of paper

that fell out of her purse

as she got out of the

West 4th street subway station

coming from Brooklyn

on the C train

got stuck on a skateboard

cruising up 6th ave

blew down 29th street

past the hipsters at The Ace Hotel

the gorgeous bartenders

at The Breslin

got stuck on a

French bulldog’s paw

then slipped into

a sidewalk crack

only to get picked up

and tossed about

on an uptown breeze

headed for Lincoln Center

Barnes & Noble

(it’s still open?!)

and that chino Latino

spot on the corner

of 103rd and Broadway

before finally coming to rest

atop the Diana Center

Barnard College

Morningside Heights

my name is written on

these city streets

April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate – inspired by that badass word warrior Jason Reynolds and my writing promptress Jena Schwartz – I’m going to post a poem every day. This one is based on a prompt from the stellar poet, Yasmin Glinton – check out her Instagram at @yasi.glinton – to write about my name was written on… They won’t be perfect, they never are, but they’ll be here, every day of April. I hope you stop by and enjoy the words and maybe even feel moved to share some of your own.

#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 8

ON MUTE

I am mouthy

brash

opinionated

words tumble out

before I can stop them

words spew forth

without care or concern

until I catch sight of you

and then I am rendered speechless

You are gorgeous

April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate – inspired by that badass word warrior Jason Reynolds and my writing promptress Jena Schwartz – I’m going to post a poem every day. They won’t be perfect, they never are, but they’ll be here, every day of April. I hope you stop by and enjoy the words and maybe even feel moved to share some of your own.

#ThursdayThoughts

truth

#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 7

ON WRITING

I’ve

set

some

goals

for

myself

daily

counts

this

is

the

least

I

will

write

in

hopes

that

I’ll

really

write

more

to

meet

these

deadlines

and

dreams

and

demands

of

myself

and

others

and

the

game

I’m

busy

I’m

focused

I’m

driven

fingertips

constantly

moving

across

the

keys

ideas

bumping

around

my

feverish

brain

characters

desperate

to

make

it

onto

the

page

words

words

words

I’m

up

late

rise

early

grind

all

day

to

perfect

these

sentences

finish

that

paragraph

enhance

that

scene

I’m

happy

in

heaven

this

is

bliss

I’m

a

word

warrior

an

artist

a

writer

But

sometimes

if

I’m

being

honest

a

girl

just

wants

to

forget

it

all

the

potential

the

prestige

the

what-ifs

and

curl

up

on

the

couch

with

a

neat

whiskey

and

a

sexy

boy

and

laugh

and

touch

and

get

lost

for

a

while…

April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate – inspired by that badass word warrior Jason Reynolds and my writing promptress Jena Schwartz – I’m going to post a poem every day. They won’t be perfect, they never are, but they’ll be here, every day of April. I hope you stop by and enjoy the words and maybe even feel moved to share some of your own.