An ending and a beginning

I am going to revive my blog next week but in the meantime here's some lovely videos to watch and entertain yourselves with.

For colored girls poem #2

Without any assistance from you

Without any assistance or guidance from you
I have loved you assiduously for 8 months 2 weeks & a day
I have been stood up four times
I’ve left 7 packages on yr doorstep
forty poems 2 plants & 3 handmade notecards I left
town so I cd send to you have been no help to me
on my job
you call at 3:00 in the morning on weekdays
so I cd drive 27 ½ miles cross the bay before I go to work
charmin charmin
but you are of no assistance
I want you to know
this waz an experiment
to see ho selfish I cd be
if I wd really carry on to snare a possible lover
if I waz capable of debasin myself for the love of another
if I cd stand not being wanted
when I wanted to be wanted
& I cannot
so
with no further assistance & no guidance from you
I am endin this affair

This note is attached to a plant
I’ve been waterin since the day I met you
you may water it
yr damn self

for colored girls who have considered suicide when the rainbow is enuf by Ntozake Shange

I'm trying this new thing called Poetry monday and 1 photo a week wednesdays. this mondays poem is from For colored girls by Ntozake Shange. This poet is amazing and I learned so much from reading her art.


Dark Phases

dark phases of womanhood
of never havin been a girl
half-notes scattered
without rhythm/ no tune
distraught laughter fallin
over a black girl's shoulder
it's funny/ it's hysterical
the melody-less-ness of her dance
don't tell nobody don't tell a soul
she's dancin on beer cans & shingles
this must be the spook house
another song with no singers
lyrucs/no voices
& interrupted solos
unseen performances

are we ghouls?
children of horror?
the joke?

don't tell nobody don't tell a soul
are we animals? have we gone crazy?

i can't hear anythin
but maddening screams
& soft strains of death
& you promised me
you promised me...
somebody/anybody
sing a black girl's song
bring her out
to know herself
to know you
but sing her rhythms
carin/ struggle/ hard times
sing her song of life
she's been dead so long
closed in silence so long
she doesn't know the sound
of her own voice
her infinite beauty
she's half-notes scattered
without rhythm/ no tune
sing her sighs
sing the song of possibilities
sing a righteous gospel
let her be born
let her be born
& handled warmly.

some other stuff

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sitting here eating frozen yogurt, dreading the heat but loving the fact that same-sex marriage is now legal again in the state of california.

same love yall

long post

Walking through this gigantic NTC promenade, park and shopping center towards High Tech High and The Rock Church, I notice that the atmosphere is quiet and polite yet even as the sky is overcast it's bright out.  As I walk people are very friendly as are children, very courteous. It is a one-stop shopping place.  The grass is cut neat and quaint.
I enter the church, I'm wearing jeans, a jacket and cozy boots. I'm supposed to be here for the health fair, volunteering. On my chest, not a cross but a shield of David.  In a room with thousands of people I have never felt so alone.  Everyone that stopped along the way were respectful first. courteous second and trying to convert me latly.  Judged before they even knew me.  The Rock church is a christian church that began in an auditorium at SDSU in 2000 but has grown the near thousands ever walk of life.  The church building has 2 campuses, holds 8 weekend services, and 2 school.  I have never been to the Rock Church but everyone was raving that is was so amazing.  And that website says they believe in the Bible, Jesus and such,  I didn't attend any services because I am true to my own faith but just walking into the rather large building that houses a giant cafe and bookstore I did not feel at home; I will for sure never be coming back.
When I left I appreciated my own reformed Jewish faith, I accept the Torah as the foundation of my life and inclusion not exclusion of everyone no matter what race, color, or gender they are and of every walk of life.  I love my temple.
In other news, yesterday I wrote to my friend thats in Army basic training I understand why he needed to go but, I still miss him very much and I pray for him everyday and every night.  I can't wait for him to come home.  after I wrote to him, I had to write to another one of my friends who is leaving Monday (two mondays ago) for Navy basic training.  In the midst of all this I have begun enveloping or my work at home business, I have the mailing list, envelopes, and flyers/order forms and stamps.  I was going to mail 100 at a time but that seems like too much.  So I just choose 25 at first.
My day was so exhausting I couldn't wait to snuggle into my nice warm program I got from bedheads pj.  Usually I just go to victoria secret and buy my pajamas.  But since my brother loved the pair I got him for hanukkah, last year, I slept like a baby. Looking at their site I loved the fact that they are made in the USA.  Currently bedheads are having some sort of sale bedhead pajamas.so check it out

Im hoping to post another long post today but until then 

caio so cold