HONEYMOON IDEAS IN THE U.S. ANYONE?
Monday, March 12, 2007
Friday, March 09, 2007
Family Tree
Mama bring home a good daddy,
since I ain't never had one.
Don't I deserve to have a better tomorrow?
Go loosely,
Tryin to make this house a home.
Lord knows it's somewhat impossible to raise us alone.
And my brother ain't gone never know how to be a man through you.
See he already got false sense of what a man is,
His daddy,
Our first,
Quenched throats through courage-
Now he got po'up syndrome.
Walkin around with Gibeau saggin off his waist,
Claiming colors and area codes on his forearm...
But we ain't never stayed no where long.
And even Granny think thuggin cute.
Suite yourself we get high together,
So now everthang supposed to be copacetic.
Puff that magic dragon.
My daddy throw fist for a livin'
Uh-huh...My brother do too.
Daddy always fightin my mama,
So when I grow up-
I wanna man who loves me that much.
Just don't black my eye today,
You'll mess up my hoe sale.
We fell on the same ground...
Mama I swear I'll be like you,
become unglued,
and do that dude-if he promise to pay me well.
And I'll mirror what you taught me,
practicin on my boyfriend,
then doin it for a livin.
She says a good man is hard to find.
So I'll keep in mind to f*ck all the bad ones.
Pocket that change-turn those tricks.
Don't come wit no bullshit nigga,
This here my profession.
I don't spread legs for free.
The only thing passed down is the legacy of me
letting you
treat me this way.
"You love me, it's special"
Use what you got
To get what you need.
Take it back-
Cause I know you want too.
My mama meant well!
She just couldn't see the damage in the imagery of being jilted
into less than a woman's worth.
And we never listen to what you said anyway,
We just made sure to mimic what you did.
since I ain't never had one.
Don't I deserve to have a better tomorrow?
Go loosely,
Tryin to make this house a home.
Lord knows it's somewhat impossible to raise us alone.
And my brother ain't gone never know how to be a man through you.
See he already got false sense of what a man is,
His daddy,
Our first,
Quenched throats through courage-
Now he got po'up syndrome.
Walkin around with Gibeau saggin off his waist,
Claiming colors and area codes on his forearm...
But we ain't never stayed no where long.
And even Granny think thuggin cute.
Suite yourself we get high together,
So now everthang supposed to be copacetic.
Puff that magic dragon.
My daddy throw fist for a livin'
Uh-huh...My brother do too.
Daddy always fightin my mama,
So when I grow up-
I wanna man who loves me that much.
Just don't black my eye today,
You'll mess up my hoe sale.
We fell on the same ground...
Mama I swear I'll be like you,
become unglued,
and do that dude-if he promise to pay me well.
And I'll mirror what you taught me,
practicin on my boyfriend,
then doin it for a livin.
She says a good man is hard to find.
So I'll keep in mind to f*ck all the bad ones.
Pocket that change-turn those tricks.
Don't come wit no bullshit nigga,
This here my profession.
I don't spread legs for free.
The only thing passed down is the legacy of me
letting you
treat me this way.
"You love me, it's special"
Use what you got
To get what you need.
Take it back-
Cause I know you want too.
My mama meant well!
She just couldn't see the damage in the imagery of being jilted
into less than a woman's worth.
And we never listen to what you said anyway,
We just made sure to mimic what you did.
ebstewart,2006
sweated techniquespublishing
all rights reserved
sweated techniquespublishing
all rights reserved
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Gratitude WEDNESDAY!
I'm grateful for...
1) His determination, love, and fulfillment
2) Her Retirement party being a success-Her smile, hugs, and tears of joy from my poem
3) My sister & brother- no one else like Pizza & KyKy (I love you both-thank you)
4) Our pictures that came out looking FLY ASS HELL!
5) Income Tax this week!
6) Poetry Slam doubled-and winning! Man it felt good
7) July 7, 2007
8) Seeing my grandma-Clara thanks for helping to raise me I owe so much to you
9) Seeing close friends: Jenna-Be, KayDee & Family: Mikey and Lil' D I love you guys
10) The Creator and the awesome things he/she does for me-thank you
Bonus: Even though we didn't have wings last week you are both in my thoughts (Hearts curve). What up on the movie night? AND New Orleans?
Monday, March 05, 2007
Weekend Report
Friday
Wake up to Pop-tarts on the go...I had a substitute job at Paredez MS. It was cake...I think I actually like junior high. There at that level to where they not too smart alack but still willing to do what i say without a lot of back talk. I googled most of the day looking up honeymoon and cruise ideas...got any? I also went over a few poems for my mom. Later once I got off, I headed to the shop to get my hair permed-the waves been fighting me for a minute! We left Austin on our way to Houston late. SO late to where David and I had to trade. But once I got to her arms I forgot all about it. We stayed up a bit talking then I drifted into dreams.
Saturday
I awoke to my mom leaving out to go help set up the hall for her Retirement Party. We got up and prepared for our engagement pictures. They came out soooooo nice! Still, we're looking forward to letting TeeTee do her thang. After those we headed to the hall to help decorate too, rushing to get things ready, the picture cake was sooo pretty, back to the apt get dressed, then back up to the hall to greet guest. There wasn't a huge turn out but it was nice all the same. My sister and brother def did that! I read the poem(s) to my mom and watched her eyes tear up, along with other guests in the audience. I however didn't get teary, I was just happy to have the opportunity to dedicate something to her. We danced and ate and just did the fool. Mixed and mingled with people who hadn't seen us since we were babies...my old softball coach pissed me off-offended me on some other stuff. He made this "joking" comment saying that he didn't even know if I was going to graduate...insinuating that because I use to fight alot, and that I was rough, that maybe I wasn't smart? Ummmm, I smiled back curse words, but I did let him know that even though I got in fights I was in the honor program and i also got a scholarship in academics! What the hell was he talking about? Dude, move around...or better yet, I will. Kaydee! I finally got to see him, just came back from Trinidad. Him and David talked and chilled together, which makes it so much easier for me because KayDee is my best guy friend. My cousins Mikey and Lil D were there-they look so grown. Everything turned out so nice. I even got to dance with the smoothest dancer there is-my Uncle Leroy. I learned about three line dances too. And once we cleaned and loaded and unloaded the cars David and I crashed!
Sunday
The weekend def went by fast. We didn't go to church...I forgot my clothes. David and I hung out at the house and just enjoyed each others company. My mom spent the morning talking on the phone about her night. We had some laughs and i was glad that she had a good time and enjoyed herself. We ate some left overs then packed to head out. I wanted to see my grandmother before i left though. Usually it is really hard for me to see her. She helped practically raise me since I was like 3months old and now two strokes later she's weak and I wish I could take care of her. But her wit and mind is still there. I always make sure that she knows when the wedding is and ask if I have permission to get married. She approved and told me that i have 3months! What! This is true, but I hadn't even thought about it like that! She told me that she'll be there. I know she'll have on something sharp-she's always known how to dress. She remembers that I'm going to be a teacher, saying she knows I can do it. That made me feel good, seeing her made me feel good, she is the break of my heart-I love her so much. I kissed her goodbye and we got on the road. Arriving in the ATX i immediately got to my homework-since i have two papers due on Tuesday. I had already written them just needed to go over the grammatical errors. We are pooped, but def a full weekend-Goodnight!
Friday
Wake up to Pop-tarts on the go...I had a substitute job at Paredez MS. It was cake...I think I actually like junior high. There at that level to where they not too smart alack but still willing to do what i say without a lot of back talk. I googled most of the day looking up honeymoon and cruise ideas...got any? I also went over a few poems for my mom. Later once I got off, I headed to the shop to get my hair permed-the waves been fighting me for a minute! We left Austin on our way to Houston late. SO late to where David and I had to trade. But once I got to her arms I forgot all about it. We stayed up a bit talking then I drifted into dreams.
Saturday
I awoke to my mom leaving out to go help set up the hall for her Retirement Party. We got up and prepared for our engagement pictures. They came out soooooo nice! Still, we're looking forward to letting TeeTee do her thang. After those we headed to the hall to help decorate too, rushing to get things ready, the picture cake was sooo pretty, back to the apt get dressed, then back up to the hall to greet guest. There wasn't a huge turn out but it was nice all the same. My sister and brother def did that! I read the poem(s) to my mom and watched her eyes tear up, along with other guests in the audience. I however didn't get teary, I was just happy to have the opportunity to dedicate something to her. We danced and ate and just did the fool. Mixed and mingled with people who hadn't seen us since we were babies...my old softball coach pissed me off-offended me on some other stuff. He made this "joking" comment saying that he didn't even know if I was going to graduate...insinuating that because I use to fight alot, and that I was rough, that maybe I wasn't smart? Ummmm, I smiled back curse words, but I did let him know that even though I got in fights I was in the honor program and i also got a scholarship in academics! What the hell was he talking about? Dude, move around...or better yet, I will. Kaydee! I finally got to see him, just came back from Trinidad. Him and David talked and chilled together, which makes it so much easier for me because KayDee is my best guy friend. My cousins Mikey and Lil D were there-they look so grown. Everything turned out so nice. I even got to dance with the smoothest dancer there is-my Uncle Leroy. I learned about three line dances too. And once we cleaned and loaded and unloaded the cars David and I crashed!
Sunday
The weekend def went by fast. We didn't go to church...I forgot my clothes. David and I hung out at the house and just enjoyed each others company. My mom spent the morning talking on the phone about her night. We had some laughs and i was glad that she had a good time and enjoyed herself. We ate some left overs then packed to head out. I wanted to see my grandmother before i left though. Usually it is really hard for me to see her. She helped practically raise me since I was like 3months old and now two strokes later she's weak and I wish I could take care of her. But her wit and mind is still there. I always make sure that she knows when the wedding is and ask if I have permission to get married. She approved and told me that i have 3months! What! This is true, but I hadn't even thought about it like that! She told me that she'll be there. I know she'll have on something sharp-she's always known how to dress. She remembers that I'm going to be a teacher, saying she knows I can do it. That made me feel good, seeing her made me feel good, she is the break of my heart-I love her so much. I kissed her goodbye and we got on the road. Arriving in the ATX i immediately got to my homework-since i have two papers due on Tuesday. I had already written them just needed to go over the grammatical errors. We are pooped, but def a full weekend-Goodnight!
Friday, March 02, 2007
Dear Mama
Mama said,
"Come 'ere girl let me braid your hair.
Let me tell you the facts of life
Highs and Lows
and things that ain't so far."
This is a man's world.
But it wouldn't be nothing without a woman.
In my mama's womb,
God created
She pushed be through her being.
Upon our first meeting
Her breast I'll be clinging
Fingers I'll be holding
And her womanhood I'll be molding.
Dear Mama,
I love you for the woman you are,
and the woman you've helped me to become.
Her back weights a ton.
She has 3 or 4 personalities,
Some mothers even play the roles of daddies.
From hurt tummies
to
Scratched knees
Mama's hands would always bless me.
But all touches didn't feel good,
Sometimes she'd have to beat me down,
And say,
"Now do it again...And I WISH you would."
She taught me about the birds and the bees
But,
I better not know nothing about no birds or no bees.
Mama ain't raise no fool.
She schooled me,
So I'd put boys to shame whenever they try an run that weak game.
BOY PLEASE
I'm a princess,
Cause my mama's a black queen.
From a man I expect nothing less than the best,
Nothing half way or in between.
The fire in her eyes is where my determination lies.
And as she ponies another tail...
She pulled my hair back so tight I could hardly blink.
Saying,
"You a product of me girl, SO before you do you better think."
Even when I thought I couldn't do it
Mama said I could.
And when I needed mama most,
She was right there as a mother should.
She's my number one fan,
My reason to take a stand,
And my reminder in life to do the best that I can.
A smile from her recharges my day.
And when she can't do it,
She reminds me of my faith in God to make everything okay.
Going into her purse,
She'll give me her last,
Always saying,
"Ill give it to you this time Ebony,
But the next time don't even ask."
I watched this woman turn 2 back flips,
4 cart wheels,
And 8 back bends,
So I can have everything she didn't
and even more than she did.
See things she's never seen,
do things she's never done.
Cause even though it's a man's world...
It wouldn't be nothing without this woman.
DEAR MAMA
I LOVE YOU.
ebstewart,2006
sweated techniquespublishing
all rights reserved
"Come 'ere girl let me braid your hair.
Let me tell you the facts of life
Highs and Lows
and things that ain't so far."
This is a man's world.
But it wouldn't be nothing without a woman.
In my mama's womb,
God created
She pushed be through her being.
Upon our first meeting
Her breast I'll be clinging
Fingers I'll be holding
And her womanhood I'll be molding.
Dear Mama,
I love you for the woman you are,
and the woman you've helped me to become.
Her back weights a ton.
She has 3 or 4 personalities,
Some mothers even play the roles of daddies.
From hurt tummies
to
Scratched knees
Mama's hands would always bless me.
But all touches didn't feel good,
Sometimes she'd have to beat me down,
And say,
"Now do it again...And I WISH you would."
She taught me about the birds and the bees
But,
I better not know nothing about no birds or no bees.
Mama ain't raise no fool.
She schooled me,
So I'd put boys to shame whenever they try an run that weak game.
BOY PLEASE
I'm a princess,
Cause my mama's a black queen.
From a man I expect nothing less than the best,
Nothing half way or in between.
The fire in her eyes is where my determination lies.
And as she ponies another tail...
She pulled my hair back so tight I could hardly blink.
Saying,
"You a product of me girl, SO before you do you better think."
Even when I thought I couldn't do it
Mama said I could.
And when I needed mama most,
She was right there as a mother should.
She's my number one fan,
My reason to take a stand,
And my reminder in life to do the best that I can.
A smile from her recharges my day.
And when she can't do it,
She reminds me of my faith in God to make everything okay.
Going into her purse,
She'll give me her last,
Always saying,
"Ill give it to you this time Ebony,
But the next time don't even ask."
I watched this woman turn 2 back flips,
4 cart wheels,
And 8 back bends,
So I can have everything she didn't
and even more than she did.
See things she's never seen,
do things she's never done.
Cause even though it's a man's world...
It wouldn't be nothing without this woman.
DEAR MAMA
I LOVE YOU.
ebstewart,2006
sweated techniquespublishing
all rights reserved
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