The End of An Era: Chicagos WNUA Gets The Ax So Long Old Friend&. |
Its a wonder how things change. Nothing stays the same is the phrase Ive heard so many times. We tend to get use to things day in and day out that we dont realize how true it is.The other day whi... Posted by on Sun, 07 Jun 2009 19:57:00 GMT |
RE: Why Cant Black Women and White Women Talk to Each Other?..Hmmmm |
Check out this little tidbit:Why Cant Black Women and White Women Talk to Each Other?
The snarky, multicultural cast of VH1s Charm School shows some things never change.
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THERES A GHOST IN ME&.And Other Thoughts That Make A Day Go By |
In the first days of the spring timemade you up and split from one thousand enemiesmade a trail of, of a thousand tearsmade you a prisoner inside your own secrecyThere's a ghost in mewho wants to say... Posted by on Sun, 31 May 2009 12:03:00 GMT |
Poem: The Dark Trilogy from Dead Artists Symmetry |
DARK ____________________I(The Blinding)Into the fleshWe come,Maybe to sitSubmerged.Maybe not so luckyTo experienceLife overshadowed. I am vacant of survival.The darknessIs intense,Terrorizing the... Posted by on Sat, 11 Apr 2009 11:33:00 GMT |
Poem: Vox Humana (A Tribute to Mark Heard) from Dead Artists Symmetry |
VOX HUMANA(A Tribute to Mark Heard 1951-1992)11 OclockAt a more accessible time.All along the walk.I knew you were right.The controversy preparedYou for attemptsAt missed perceptions.Your hopeIs both... Posted by on Fri, 10 Apr 2009 02:46:00 GMT |
Poem: Recollection (Of Life and Mystery) from Dead Artists Symmetry |
Recollection (Of Life and Mystery) II was born The son of my fatherAnd it was not longUntil I discoveredExperience,My brother.I have learnedLessons of manyThoughtless sorrows.In my ... Posted by on Tue, 07 Apr 2009 05:52:00 GMT |
Poem: The Unbearable Likeness of Being Here & Introduction from Dead Artists Symmetry |
Introduction From the poetry-art collection: Dead Artists SymmetryThroughout Earth-time there have been a variety of creative spirits who have walked among humanity. They have been called artists or p... Posted by on Mon, 06 Apr 2009 21:10:00 GMT |
Poem: The Winds of Change from Satellites & Exits |
THE WINDS OF CHANGEMake the right turn into oblivion,Away from me,My love. These winds of change. Change these tides and wavesThrough the paths unknown. Change these clouds From shade... Posted by on Sat, 28 Mar 2009 16:36:00 GMT |
Poem: I Buried My Heart At Wounded Knee from Satellites & Exits |
I BURIED MY HEART AT WOUNDED KNEEI have come to this place,Displaced and broken down.Only here does my heart beat,Only here does my mind think.I will ask for more than I gotAnd you will give me it all... Posted by on Fri, 27 Mar 2009 14:27:00 GMT |
Poem: The Autumn Leaves Violet Stole from Satellites & Exits |
The Autumn Leaves Violet StoleTraces of redLie deep in the sea.As I lay here,Sorrow surrounds me.My knowledge of truthIs consumed by fear.Sound of light,Shatters my ears.Reach out,Touch the stone.Come... Posted by on Thu, 26 Mar 2009 13:48:00 GMT |