poetic reflections Erotically Intense

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I cried when we made love

you cried when we made love

I cried because YOU wanted ME to make love to you

Or sex you up so I did

Even that was making love

I would want you to sex me up

That even was lovemaking

Everywhere, all the time

Beneath light closet hours shower tub

In grass water under- stars through- rain snow-plowed tornado altered-space

War peace closed-door west-fence  fresh-wall in clouds

Rough sport warm force

I sobbed when we made love

Hand first tongue last heart always

I loved your pumped organ   in hard ways

We  sprinted ran marathons through traffic leaped bench

sprung chair swung tree, soared air

my hand pressed your mouth, your mouth my screams

On  continents I wailed   in cave encaged in sea

As we ‘d         ascend to heaven

I loved your howl manly   musky real tears salty

in hair on neck on cheek breasts cheeks

between moist lips

Objectified washed gorgeously

transformed tight to limp adjusted limbs transfixed soul beautifully

formed my body firm filled out folded in

shaped for   your shape and yours for mines

Stiff harden fatten   then thin

We cry as we behold

eyes

erotically intense

Ironically

when we make love…

TAAJ

Uncategorized CAN WE GET OUR FAT ‘ARSES’ OFF THE REALITY TV COUCH?

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I just have one question this morning; with the incredulous change in the distribution of wealth in this country and the fact that 80% of all new income went to the top 1%, is it REALLY alright that our children and grandchildren are becoming a part of a SERFDOM and guess what people SKIN color won’t matter? When are WE going to do something about this greed, that will prevent our children and grandchildren from ever owning a hoUSE, a nice car, have security, saving, retirement, proper health care?  EARN A LIVING WAGE!!! The American Dream is choking on the vomit of the filthy wealthy and we are complacently saying “why won’t Obama save us”! We need to get our “fat arses” of the reality tv couch, and start fighting some REAL REALITY! Or the next time you kiss the face of a young person you claim you love so much, be honest and just say, “SCREW YOU, ain’t my problem it is YOURS!

poetic reflections SONG FOR MY SISTERS

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FOR ALL WOMEN

DANCE!!!


As women we are an oppressed gender class, and like all oppressed groups we internalized our oppression and idealized the oppressor.

It is important to find allies among male advocates and there are many, but freedom from sexism comes from an alliance within.  This constant search and fight over the privilege gender comes from the belief that men are truly more valuable than women.

Black women cannot afford to have this ideation, we must stand together with Black men to fight racism, and remain strong in the belief that WE are important too as we face sexist behaviors from our same racial comrades.

All women must come to realize that we are the early transmitter of biases that develop in  our children, by preschool, many adults have communicated that what is male is more desirable than what is female.  Little girls are called “tomboys” for wanting to play with stereotypic “boy” toys, praised for their non-feminine active behaviors, while little boys for playing with “girl toys” are ridiculed, called a sissy, accused to have chosen a sexual orientation (which is asinine)!

So my Sisters, we must love our own gender; to say “I get along best with men” and “women don’t like me” is the impact of internalizing the messages that you are ONLY valuable if you are accepted by men and rejected by women.  This manifestation of self-hate is insidious, which makes Sexism an effective institution.  We become the very tools for the inequality we face.  So there are 3 tenets we MUST  follow.

1.  Stop teaching children to be sexist.

2.  Start loving our own gender in spite of being bombarded by male constructed institutions (social, religious, economic and political) pontificating otherwise.

3.  Forever love yourself at every stage in life, our brothers can do it and we should also have that right.

Remember, every embryo conceived was first female.  This should tell us, at least God believes we are WORTHY!

I dedicated this poetic reflection To All Women. click here: SONG FOR MY SISTERS#

poetic reflections Tribute to a Love One

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Remembering Babe Brother: Living in the key of G [HQ]

Use poetic reflections to express the deep emotions you may experience in life.

Here’s mine for a beloved family member “gone to soon”.  It is my hope it will inspire you to

find the ways to creatively enshrine your significantly others.  Click above.

Uncategorized SEEKING NATIONAL MARTYRDOM

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“Johannes Mehserle, the BART police officer who shot Oscar Grant in the back while pinned to the ground, was found guilty of involuntary manslaughter yesterday. The verdict has left many, in a community soured by experiences of police misconduct, feeling that justice was not fully served.”  L.A.  Activist Publication

While watching the news coverage of Officer Mehserle receiving a two-year sentence for the murder of 22-year-old Oscar Grant, I listened to the chants in the Oakland streets, “We are all Oscar Grant”.  I found myself pondering several questions related to the anti-Obama hysteria reported in various publications:

“[Elements of anti-Obama opposition] include ultra-conservative Republicans of both the Pat Buchanan and free market variety; anti-tax Tea Party libertarians from the Ron Paul camp; Christian right activists intent on re-molding the country into their kind of Kingdom; birth certificate conspiracy theorists, anti-immigrant nativists of the armed Minuteman and the policy wonk variety; third party “constitutionalists”; and white nationalists of both the citizens councils and the Stormfront national socialist variety.— Bill Berkowitz, US: White Supremacists Crash Anti-Obama Tea Party, Inter Press Service, December 22, 2009”

Is the U.S. one of the most racist countries in the world?  Did the 44th President of the United States martyr himself for the interest of the greater good?  On November 4, 2008, was he aware of the possibility of his demise when he stated with such optimism:

“If there is anyone out there who doubts that America is a place where anything is possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer, young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled, Americans have sent a message to the world that we have never been just a collection of red states and blue states.  “We have been and always will be the United States of America.”

Surely, he must have realized the implications of being the first black President of the United States.  But did he understand the degree of racism and bigotry that still existed in the democratic republic of his birth?  Did any of us?

“Threats against President Obama have increased by 400% since President George W. Bush left office, the highest numbers on record.  What makes this situation particularly worrisome is that they come not only from fringe elements in society.   Thinly disguised, they also originate from certain political leaders who seem intent on creating an atmosphere of violence and disrespect around the President and the presidency. Racism and racial discrimination have profoundly and lastingly marked and structured American society. The U.S. has made decisive progress.  However, the historical, cultural and human depth of racism still permeates all dimensions of life in American society according to Cesar Chelala, a contributing editor to The Globalist.

One can only be disheartened to see the racist roots of American culture crawl above ground to overtly breed once again.  The message of hate that reverberates throughout the media, congress, corporations and even churches has created stifling conditions.  The underbelly of U.S. society has hardened, determined to swallow up the unified dream of millions of voters in 2008.  Dwindling natural resources, the corporate takeover of national wealth, and the demographic changes of the American people has exacerbated fear.  Decent citizens are paralyzed by the litany of negative actions from the extremist Right.  White supremacist ideals are wrapped in palatable euphemisms that have historically stoked the fears and resentments of the dominant culture.

Historically we have survived this infectious disease called racism.  Most of us find a way to avoid the ultimate cost; some hide or assimilate, some are helpless, while others stand up only for themselves.  But then there are always the martyrs, Americans who offered themselves to the horrific implications of racism for the greater good.  National martyrdom’ reminds us that we can only survive as one nation.  This time, will these martyrs be enough to save ‘lady liberty’ from choking on her saliva?

On November 4, 2010 the newly elected Speaker of the House, tearfully stated before his constituents; “I have chased the American Dream all my life…” It was a sad moment.   Imagine how difficult it was for John Bohener, for two years to endure the thought that the U.S. President was possibly a black-socialist-immigrant-Muslim.  Surely, from Bohener’s point of view, he has suffered.  see below “Bohener’s Tears” by Taaj

We have all suffered.  We have lost our homes, jobs, retirement, civil rights, wealth, and health care.  We have quietly watched a kind man extend the olive branch again and again with honor, respect, and dignity in hope of bipartisanship, only to be vilified by bigoted obstructionists.  What are we to do?  Unlike Bohener, we do not have the option of returning to the “good ole days”.

We can’t return to nation building through free labor, the destruction of indigenous nations, extreme discrimination, and full segregation.  There are no benefits, for our descendants or to most of us, if public policy is based on greed and bigotry.  We have no choice but to resist.  Racism may be our most powerful institution and those who really benefit from its existence have no further need to stand “by the shores of Gitchee Gumee”, they now stand on the shores of countries where our jobs have been outsourced.

As I watched the black, brown and white faces of anger, anguish and disbelief over the sentencing of a police officer who took out his gun, shot a young man who was lying face down, frightened and defenseless; I knew Oscar Grant was still wandering this land, in search of common decency.  As I watched the martyrs on the streets of Oakland cry for justice.

Each of us must find our “national martyrdom”; join, and do not lie down without a good fight!

By Taaj

poetic reflections Check out the book trailer for “Walking Still”

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poetic reflections THE KEYES’ SYNDROME

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Why do some women and men date and pursue married or attached individuals?  A friend told me once that if she could take men from strange women (strange meaning women she didn’t know, as oppose to her friends) it made her feel desirable.   The statement was perplexing, because I did not understand how she thought getting cheaters were difficult tasks and did she really believe that she would not betray a friend?  Fortunately, most  of us understand the challenge and reward in winning the hearts of  unattached individuals.  I asked her to think about how difficult was it to catch a married man out on the prowl, DUH? Let’s keep it real, some of us catch minnows but act like they’re salmon even though the catch took the cheapest bait and no provocation. Here is my poetic reflection regarding this issue.  What’s your comment?

ARE YOU REALLY MY BOO…OR BOO-BOO?

How difficult is it to catch a

Hooked fish

Strayed dog

Caged fowl

Trapped rat?

How difficult is it to take

Anyone who will betray another

Especially if YOU can’t tell the difference

Between making love and being screwed?

How difficult is it to get

Coitus

When

Respect is invisible

Affection is in physical

Erection

Protection

Improbable?

poetic reflections Journeys that will help us to heal.

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A Journey towards self-discovery.

Poetic Reflections can allow us to deal with some of the most hardcore, raw and dirty issues in life, knowing that even on storming days, the sun will eventually return. INFIDELITY appears to be running around like a mouse looking for the last piece on cheese in the house. The frenzy in which this life choice surfaces on multimedia networks has caused a lack of respect for national leaders, popular artists, sport celebrities, and even the simple human love objects in our lives. Too often we think about how INFIDELITY affects us, while the “silent victims” are too often ignored.
The poetic reflection below, advocates for the children. I won’t call it INFIDELITY because that title still suggests a focus on our adult narcissism. It is up to each of us to decide why, “BROKEN FIDELITY”?

If you have experienced infidelity would you please post. Especially if you have experienced “Broken Fidelity” would you share that journey with us, so we may reach a place of self-healing, so we may know how to respond to children experiencing this life challenge.

Let’s “Cleanse” [either read Cleansing below with deep feeling or listen to audio with eyes closed]. It is my hope that “Broken Fidelity” speaks to you.

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poetic reflections Cleansing

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Photo Courtesy of Daniela Qaasim

I want to pour all of me out,

I want to spill all over concrete

So no one dare wipe me up,

And if they dare try

Let their knuckles bleed,

For just not letting me be.

Please! Please!

Let me pour

Until I’m empty.

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poetic reflections My Voice

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Cleansing