A Loving Home

           a loving home
 where energy is protected
 streaming acts of kindess
 where we feel we could get help
 where the mind clears
       the body rests, works,
 extends, explores
 souls are energized
 hearts are mended
              fixtures are new and pleasing
 food is cooked wholesome
              served with care
 cleaning is a form of meditation
 organizing is easy and fluid
prayer is second nature – fervent and effortless
 forgiveness isn’t a chore
 cheering and creativity are rampant
 emotion is jubilant through original songs
trained to host the wounded & confused
 select random adventures to enjoy the night sky
           industrious and forceful in the
 the business and busyness of love.
 wooden “aloha” sign above your head
 “welcome” mat of sea grass at your feet
 Come inside, Beloved.
 Build this home.
“She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.” Proverbs 31:27

DOMESTIC

Frantic
Lost my keys

Panties in the corner
On the dresser
4am, car 2 blocks away
Fu**, I’m stressin’
Garage before sunrise
Elevator tiptoe
Oh, good, he’s still sleepin’

Dawn in July
Did it again
Explanation –> #3/ He’ll believe me
“I was with Jamie..
Her car broke down
My cell phone died..”
Battery? Oh. BAttery.

6 years
2 bedrooms
Almost bills and own cell phones
Now you wanna interrogate
what time I get home?

Look, I’m late for work
I’ll see you later, whatchu want for dinner?
Huh?
You’ll be late tonight?
like, 9?
oh. Right.
Later.

An Issues Queen without a Crown

Sistah, Sistah,

I’m sure that choice to blow him up over text

Was wise -Now you checkin your phone every three seconds

Addicted to little red light

To see if he said something back

Man, I wish you was that

Ready when the boss books and church service

Come calling, for your attention

Instead, you battle ready for this dude, to get the last word in

You rah-rah righteous bandwagon on the feminists

Programmed to complain ‘bout how these men cant keep up

Excuse me, single lady, 2 checks from going broke,

You’re a statistic with nice make-up

Who u think u’re preaching to

With all the regret that you carry?

Remember, you took the ring off

And tried to learn me

you’re proudly divorced

doesn’t mean you were married

Rather be young, warm and hopeful than experienced, bitter and cold

Sistah sistah, now u stressing

Your issues gettin’ old

Because even your wild and ugly friends are spoken for

Whats the problem?

Clothes, a car, a job – you been a lady and  a whore

Aren’t you the whole package but no one’s trying to lock it down?

Must be them, can’t be you

An issues queen without a crown

Sistah sistah

Yea I get it

Theres always something wrong with them out there

Babydaddy’s got too much and single men know too little

None of them can keep up with your riddles

You go to work and vent your worth

Complaining omg on ur facebook

Post a picture with ur titties out

Talking ‘bout u got a “new look”

Get the kids in some these fotos

They make it look wholesome

That’s all right, it’s the new online you

Even ho’s deserve redemption

Sistah sistah

Been two hours and this good-for-nothing dude

Is not responding to your tantrum

And your pride wont say im sorry

Psshh, he triflin’

he  two seconds from getg deleted

It’s whatever, he aint sh@@ but

You didn’t really mean it.

So the next time you start puffin up, heated

rough temper Static texting on this dude

talking about, ” I don’t need him”

I can be ur friend or be real:

Sistah Sistah, yes you do.