Life in Bold Print…a poem

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Louder she says, project your voice let the world hear your noise

Manly the magazine says, wear this, drink that, and please

don’t be seen in public in that hat. So many ideals on who to be

when is it okay to just be me? The musicians put lyrics to songs singing

about fighting for your rights and trying to belong. The examples are

numerous and the fakes are grand, please can I LIVE man? I’m so tired

of following what you think I should be I’m old enough to know that it’s

alright and just fine with me. Fat, skinny, hairy or bald beauty comes one

size fits all. Lets start a revolution and be bold in our resolution to

celebrate our flaws because without them there’s no rhyme or reason at

all. I’m not angry just prepared to show the world how much I care,

about what you think and who you want me to be and I dare you to say all

men are created free. Be Bold Be Proud Be You because in this life its

all you can do.

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Gratitude Cometh…A Poem

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My sistah oh how you can work my nerves

but never in my life do I think I deserve a better champion

in my corner than you, I’m so grateful

My cuzzo oh how you inspire me to be me at all times

love my life since meeting you, eating with you and sharing good times

with you. Grateful is my heart when you call to check up on me

My bestie thanks for being that listener and that voice to tell me

what I need to hear, is it fate that we met at the time that we did?

I cherish our conversations because lord knows I’m not the easiest

to love being moody and all but my gratitude for your shall never fall

The many people who have graced my life through work, school and play

I just want to say, you’ve made my story so much better for having spent

time with you. I’m forever grateful.

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Hope……A Poem

There was never a time I didn’t strive for the best

want the most, love with all my heart

There was never a time I couldn’t find a song

that spoke my heart and kept my world from falling apart

There was never a time that when I felt so unsure of my place

someone or something didn’t remind me of his love and his grace

There were many times I sought comfort in food

delighting in the fact that it would never do me any harm

Through the presence of mind I leave fear far behind and

take the step into destiny where I can find

Hope for the future, hope for my life, hope for my finances

so when buying something I don’t have to think twice

I dream in colors not many people can see, Divine, Grand

Bright as can be.

Music that uplifts….Part 2 #poetry

 All day noise, people talking to me, O please just leave me be
       headphones where are you i feel you calling my name, put you in
       this is where my smile begins. Put on that new Janet or Jessie J
       I'm confident these ladies and their grooves have something to say
       if i wanna feel on top of the world, maybe Brandy can help
       or a dose of Jay Z let his cool rhymes and intricate wordplay work on me.
 
       Whatever the mood music can help, hey put on Missy and Tim they got beats
       just enjoy yourself. When you wanna hear vocals for days, I put on Pink
       Whitney, Luther or Mariah music so good goes down like babies and pacifiers
     love music nothing can compare, I may even listen to Bach well maybe on a dare
       Headphones won't let me go, I'm in another world. Lyrics speak my heart
       Melodies speak my soul, Music is a gift, a gun to my head lock and load
        music never gets old and it never will.

A road I travel…#Poetry

As I past by I-75 the weeds I see

I know by that sight I’m in the D

It looks shabby to outsiders

But this neighborhood is where I come home to be.

Driving down 8 mile

Which has many stories to tell

About the days and nights

And who sleeps and gets freaky in the many motels.

Strip clubs and fast food joints line the street

For late night eats and carnal treats

This road for sure can’t be beat.

After work, often tired I see

Faces and places going about their day

From gas stations to medical weed locations

There’s bad and good I can say.

It goes a long way through city and suburb

Its name you’ve probably heard

In movies, on TV, through music maybe

You can walk up and down till your feet hurts

This road goes through my neighborhood and I’m proud to say

Through potholes and smooth streets

I drive on 8 mile each and every day.

I’m gonna chase waterfalls; An Ode….#poetry

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Tank full of gas, as the pedal hits the metal I ask are you happy today, the smile on my face

lets me know I’m near the place that brings me joy in that brief second I see wet. Park the car

now sand through my toes, I don’t care where the time goes. Happy faces around, I even see a clown

enjoying all that this place is. Waves crash against the tide I only hope that the divine blesses me

with a home near this fantastic space only grace could shape something so rich, powerful, beautiful and

nourishing. I’m in awe. Mother Nature. Water. Raw.

Love life. Imperfections…#poetry

A Limerick

I ‘m at a lost because I don’t have much time

to find a true love that’s mine

All the dudes are straight, that I wanna

date, clearly fate is taking its time. Wait

I’m not drunk enough could you please pass the red wine?

The skin hides what everyone can see…..#Poetry

My skin is big you see, enough room for maybe you and two to three skinny folk. It bleeds like any other surface with blood going through its veins sometimes its easy not to feel the pain. Its my protection of sorts, kinda like when we were kids and built pillow forts. As a child we used to jump on, hide under and disappear into that fluffy void. All that time wanting just to be heard without making noise. Playing tag feeling special because you couldn’t find me all this skin wrapped around all that’s meant to guide me. Into your heart, into your soul into telling stories that should and need to be told. All said and done I’m glad the skin is here because most strangers cant sense the fear.

The gift that keeps on giving….#poetry

For when the going gets rough

And the struggle seems never-ending

In this universe, there’s unforseen forces at work

That have your back and your front

Have no fear you’re gonna be alright or at least that’s what I keep telling myself.

The Greatest Love of All…..#Essay

I wrote in a previous blog about finding my tribe, a place where I felt comfortable and safe where I could be myself. Last night our acting class had its first student showcase. I admit I am not the most confident person when it comes to this acting game, but I figure that’s where the acting training comes in. You know fake it till you make it type of ish. Low and behold me and my partner did very well with our scene and we got great reviews.

That part is nerve-racking due to the simple fact that you never know how people will react to any art you will produce. I had to pee 3 times waiting to go on, it was jitters i think or the water that came out of nowhere. I believe the hardest part of this journey that I had to take was the belief in myself that I could do well. In many cases I’m around people who tell people what they want to hear but not give constructive feedback. I hate that, if I suck let me know I feel that’s the only way I can learn and move forward ( I may look at you funny from time to time but its all good).

10 minutes before show time I have my script in my hand and this thought in my head. PLEASE DON”T FUCK THIS UP! Gospel music is playing in my head and the light comes up, we do our scene and do fucking GREAT! I’m genuinely surprised that I remembered my lines and didn’t trip and fall off the stage. Prior to this showcase I had various classmates voice to me what my strengths were and I really couldn’t hear the compliments and receive them in short because I felt I didn’t deserve them.

“Because the greatest love of all
Is happening to me
I found the greatest love of all
Inside of me
The greatest love of all
Is easy to achieve
Learning to love yourself
It is the greatest love of all”

Well Whitney it’s not THAT easy, it takes work sister girl and by the way (miss you lots). I’m getting to that place slowly and after last night I took a deep breath and let it pour in. You did well brutha man and you deserve all the accolades you’ve received because you’ve worked your ass off. I heard for the first time what my classmates were saying all along. It warmed my heart and filled my eyes with tears that in conjunction with the divine I pray to every night I can love myself enough to NOT discount the good things that people say and dwell on those thoughts instead of the negative.

My tribe is full of creative, free-spirited, talented individuals and I could not be more proud to be in such company. I wish all of us much success in the future and thank you for opening the door to me discovering The Greatest Love of All.

P.S The logo I used is my school that I take classes at with kick-ass teachers, So if you’re interested in taking up acting in the Michigan area give them a call.

CaesarMarques

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