Thursday, January 25, 2007
Good mornin' Heartache #2
we uttered it
i felt it
wanted
more
of it.
would
have killed for it.
Good mornin' heartache...
sittin up staring
at me.
did you sleep?
nah,
you couldn't have
starin at me.
its fine.
i'll shower and get
my self on the
go..
please don't be here
when i return.
i'm out the
door...
his gloomy face
follows me-
LAWD i hope he leaves.
i make my way
he's gone
i know
he
is.
i can
feel it
in my bones.
gotta move past
the past
and closer towrard
the future...
closer toward the
unexplored,
the
unknown.
Good mornin' heartache...
its been fun...
but daddy's gotta
jet.
peace.....
(c) 2006 Kamylle Duval-Atreus "House of Atreus" Publishing
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Utterances of my Soul
haiku
cup held...got drops of
u buried and i'm buried
i drink from you deep.
haiku
spread yo limbs across
time...i drank space and saw neb/
ula...i'm star.light.
short poem
early morning
excursion
outside of my
morals.
walked a mile
of lust-
stoppin at
yo front door.
shirts
removed-shorts tugged
chocolate hued
nakedness
against red...
we
intertwined
jamaican god...black dick
curved to the left
hookin
my morals
and pullin me into
the bleakness
of
lust...mouth
wrapped around it-
u dig it!
I dig it!
gotta get a nut.
i
fell myself
nuttin in my hands
while
u
stab my mouth's lining.
spilled seed
in my
hand...
quickly loose my desire;
gotta escape...
gotta hide beneath
a rock..
gotta get it to/
gether.
haiku
paint my thighs blue-watch
me stroke myself..releasing
lust thru penile tract.
Childress Orestes Charlamagne/2006
cup held...got drops of
u buried and i'm buried
i drink from you deep.
haiku
spread yo limbs across
time...i drank space and saw neb/
ula...i'm star.light.
short poem
early morning
excursion
outside of my
morals.
walked a mile
of lust-
stoppin at
yo front door.
shirts
removed-shorts tugged
chocolate hued
nakedness
against red...
we
intertwined
jamaican god...black dick
curved to the left
hookin
my morals
and pullin me into
the bleakness
of
lust...mouth
wrapped around it-
u dig it!
I dig it!
gotta get a nut.
i
fell myself
nuttin in my hands
while
u
stab my mouth's lining.
spilled seed
in my
hand...
quickly loose my desire;
gotta escape...
gotta hide beneath
a rock..
gotta get it to/
gether.
haiku
paint my thighs blue-watch
me stroke myself..releasing
lust thru penile tract.
Childress Orestes Charlamagne/2006
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Utterances of the Soul
haiku
dancin to wild beats
craddle remenant of day in
yo mouth, breathe sunsets.
haiku
cigarette joy and
nicotine stained men stockin
the buds of my tongue.
short poem
really didn't see much
of a reason why
you could
give away
all of
me and
still have some
left for you...
i thought you were greedy?
thought you didn't
like to share?
whassup with that?
short poem
we
said we
wouldn't be
upset with each other...
said
we wouldn't
have any awkward
moments...like right now...
everytime we
see each
other
its
awkward...really wish I could
paint myself black
and
merge into the
midnight.
really wish
i
had you back.
P.S.
got
me a cravin.' got a desire to work out
my oral skills...wanna taste yo prime beef, wanna
help yo toes curl, watch you drool, tense up yo body...
wanna lick yo chocolate skin and run my fingas thru
the ripples of yo musculature...wanna get high
off the fuck i know you can give.
haiku
sallied forth toward u
stayed behind hidden fog and
masturbated u.
tanka
give and take-give me
but don't expect any back;
see i wanna get
to know what its like to have
you and really have you...see?
haiku
pacing across night
saw you shit stars-saw yo tears
raise the dead...raise me.
haiku
watched u work yo magic
watched you grasp my life and make
joy out of sorrow.
"House of Atreus" Publishing/2006
dancin to wild beats
craddle remenant of day in
yo mouth, breathe sunsets.
haiku
cigarette joy and
nicotine stained men stockin
the buds of my tongue.
short poem
really didn't see much
of a reason why
you could
give away
all of
me and
still have some
left for you...
i thought you were greedy?
thought you didn't
like to share?
whassup with that?
short poem
we
said we
wouldn't be
upset with each other...
said
we wouldn't
have any awkward
moments...like right now...
everytime we
see each
other
its
awkward...really wish I could
paint myself black
and
merge into the
midnight.
really wish
i
had you back.
P.S.
got
me a cravin.' got a desire to work out
my oral skills...wanna taste yo prime beef, wanna
help yo toes curl, watch you drool, tense up yo body...
wanna lick yo chocolate skin and run my fingas thru
the ripples of yo musculature...wanna get high
off the fuck i know you can give.
haiku
sallied forth toward u
stayed behind hidden fog and
masturbated u.
tanka
give and take-give me
but don't expect any back;
see i wanna get
to know what its like to have
you and really have you...see?
haiku
pacing across night
saw you shit stars-saw yo tears
raise the dead...raise me.
haiku
watched u work yo magic
watched you grasp my life and make
joy out of sorrow.
"House of Atreus" Publishing/2006
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Utterances of Delphi....
Favorite Haikus and Tankas by Sonia Sanchez
haiku
let me be your flute
fashioning laughter from this
bamboo wilderness
haiku
my body waiting
for the sound of yo/hands is loud
as a prairie song.
haiku
at the center of
me, you, holyman walking
in lighting colors.
short poem for us slick ones...
the
arabs ain't got no/
thing on
our oil.
haiku
the trees are laughing
at us. positioning their
leaves in morning smiles.
haiku
these autumn trees sit
cruel as we pretend to eat
this morning goodbye.
haiku
i'm in the middle
of your thighs squeezing us from
ancient palaces.
tanka
cause we are carving
out silhouettes on the
hips of yesterday
women parading children
in tongues of manhood.
tanka
how can you comfort
me? i need the caress of
centuries. the taste
of ancestors riding their
legs in civilization.
By Sonia Sanchez
haiku
let me be your flute
fashioning laughter from this
bamboo wilderness
haiku
my body waiting
for the sound of yo/hands is loud
as a prairie song.
haiku
at the center of
me, you, holyman walking
in lighting colors.
short poem for us slick ones...
the
arabs ain't got no/
thing on
our oil.
haiku
the trees are laughing
at us. positioning their
leaves in morning smiles.
haiku
these autumn trees sit
cruel as we pretend to eat
this morning goodbye.
haiku
i'm in the middle
of your thighs squeezing us from
ancient palaces.
tanka
cause we are carving
out silhouettes on the
hips of yesterday
women parading children
in tongues of manhood.
tanka
how can you comfort
me? i need the caress of
centuries. the taste
of ancestors riding their
legs in civilization.
By Sonia Sanchez
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Utterance of Delphi....Tuesday
haiku
touched my soul with brush/
strokes of burnt sienna-love-
lawd, how do I mend?
haiku
watched yo whisper dance
away frm me....watched my heart
fall to pieces...God!
2.
wasn't enough to
feel aching or feel blkness...
took my peace of mind.
3.
see myself rise up...
yella pheonix-ashes cling
to my skin...i'm free...
4.
free...to breathe...without
u, its kosha...its needed-
i'll walk...i'll fly...free!
"House of Atreus" Publishing/2006
touched my soul with brush/
strokes of burnt sienna-love-
lawd, how do I mend?
haiku
watched yo whisper dance
away frm me....watched my heart
fall to pieces...God!
2.
wasn't enough to
feel aching or feel blkness...
took my peace of mind.
3.
see myself rise up...
yella pheonix-ashes cling
to my skin...i'm free...
4.
free...to breathe...without
u, its kosha...its needed-
i'll walk...i'll fly...free!
"House of Atreus" Publishing/2006
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Utterance of Delphi
haiku
we could opera our
love and symphonic'ly bring
our souls to climax!
haiku
mow the hurt around
my heart-plant sensual smiles
and new, sunny days.
haiku
consistently grabbed
joy-i was the daughter of
ur first thought of love.
haiku
we dig deep in bags
of the past....striving to move-
a better future!
haiku (after hours conversation)
u walk in haiku
rain catches day with blues wrapp'd-
man, yo fire is good!
'House of Atreus' Publishing/2006
we could opera our
love and symphonic'ly bring
our souls to climax!
haiku
mow the hurt around
my heart-plant sensual smiles
and new, sunny days.
haiku
consistently grabbed
joy-i was the daughter of
ur first thought of love.
haiku
we dig deep in bags
of the past....striving to move-
a better future!
haiku (after hours conversation)
u walk in haiku
rain catches day with blues wrapp'd-
man, yo fire is good!
'House of Atreus' Publishing/2006
Monday, January 8, 2007
haiku
new year's wishes-new
moments to live life outside
of the closed-up past.
P.S. #a
4:28am my minds' racin to pick up broken pieces from yo
scattered ideas. u spoke some mean thangs to me and i took them in.
sighs
i guess you neva expected me to go left and slap the shit out of you...
for what its worth...i don't apologize.
haiku
anytime breeds a
fast. i spend time gatherin'
the sound of yo breathe.
haiku
love you indeed! mannnnnn
u smetimes be trippin' and
i still love yo ass!
'House of Atreus' Publishing/2006
new year's wishes-new
moments to live life outside
of the closed-up past.
P.S. #a
4:28am my minds' racin to pick up broken pieces from yo
scattered ideas. u spoke some mean thangs to me and i took them in.
sighs
i guess you neva expected me to go left and slap the shit out of you...
for what its worth...i don't apologize.
haiku
anytime breeds a
fast. i spend time gatherin'
the sound of yo breathe.
haiku
love you indeed! mannnnnn
u smetimes be trippin' and
i still love yo ass!
'House of Atreus' Publishing/2006
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