just free stylin

is anybody out there
any body oooo oooooo
oh singing freestyle
dreamin
while she be mean mugging me like
I mean mentally mugging me like
I am running away from this
can't taste these words
oozing from my tongue tip
like honey drips from the hive
I am still alive (song playing in my mind)
dropped a dime still holdin on to
too much
not Greif
but plop plop pepto biz mall got's to have relief
like got's to have release
from the chains
trying to maim my vocabulary
created like legendary
preparatory like perpendicularity
and if you think
I don't know what it means
I created the meaning in the rhythm of my dream
when I spray poetry
creation of the new words come
so as I put my freestyle to sleep
lay back tap your feet
to the feelin of my tongue twisting beat

DAY DREAM by Christo Diata

fine tunes outline
the silver clouds beaming
into my minds eyes dream
I see she
dancing upon tulips
as her two lips
blow kisses into the air
I stare transfixed
in the abyss
trying to catch each one
so that like stormy weather
none will ever
fade lifelessly into the wind
I send love letters
but only in syllables of one
for she is my one
so im done
at the utter of
saying
I LOVE YOU

She

She was the apple of my I

Her joining with me

Added one more day

To wanting to see eternity

The sunshine outlined

The daytimes that I would count

Crossing lines in the clouds

Spelling my name plus hers

Knowing that each crossing

Was more than just words

But hints

Sent for her to see

Wherever she may be

Hoping she’s thinking of me

Because when she joined with me

Making my I into we

I could see

An eternity of wanting to love her

Lovingly…

Only He Can

She found me

I was in a state of wandering

Wondering where the rings that circled out

Reflecting the sky from my thoughts

Would return

In a pond leaving my center empty

She gave me purpose

A new definition for life

Our birth signs the same

Plus twenty-two cycles around the sun

Pisces roam in pairs

Her yang for my ying

Circled endlessly

I could create words for her

Engulfing our twoness

Into oneness

Like one nest

That we were fated to make home

She called me baby

As She chewed up and fed me dreams

Visions of our future

I ate well

Like she was the well that quenched me

She was the half full

While my half was fuller

Overflowing into fantasy

Of what would happen next

Perplexed

That god could give us anything less than

Perfect.

Only he can add One and One

And get One

And we were now

ONE

Still Missin You

Kina 2008

I scratch nine lines on the side of my heart

Wishing for nine lives

Like nine lies

Beneath sunken rose petals

That have long died

Not only did I cry but your children cried too

I gaze from my window

Only my longing stare can scratch the surface

To unearth this feeling I get

When thinking of you

Almost nine years have past now

Longed for hundreds of sunsets now

Missin your kiss and your smile

my heart never to let go

Asked your permission a along time ago

That if these times past

One day I would renew my soul

She my new heart first like you

Second in this life

Carries a ring

That defines her my wife

Our children now hers

Our life’s goals now renewed

But between two new sets of brown eyes

Maybe one day to bring two more new

Never to forget the love in store

And never forgetting my first heart you

When I become a spirit

My heart split in two

But then I’ll know you

Again as my friend

from the beginning

So comes the end

I scratch nine lines on the side of my heart

Wishing for nine lives

Like nine lies

Beneath sunken rose petals

That have long died

Not only did I cry but your children cried too

Still and always missin you

Hannika 2008

To: Hannika

When We are new together

Understand me

When I say

I just want to Take things slow

So I can Get to know

Why you chose me to be the one you want to Know

going into the sunset watching nature’s glow

Holding on to a memory created so we don’t let go

Like walking in the park instead on being on the road

Loving every minute we are together like we are joined by the soul

When you’re gone missing your presence like I don’t want to let go

Us sewing silver linings on storm clouds till the rain beholds

Our hearts making new things grow

Hand in hand we walk beneath rainbows

Into the sunshine you and sweet ebony will go

Why?

Cause we took it slow

A sweet sista Hannika

Just wants you to know

Take it slow

and maybe just maybe

we will know

LOVE

TIll Four

To: Stephanie

six and a half months to go
Hell is DC in the winter time
carrying contraband past those borders
one man justice force of the rules
Ba Ba better not try to check
lest he be one member short of a team
gremlins eatin their way into
My sanity
gotta count to ten
MIND SCREAMS
It’s not working!
whack whack whack whack
temporary
silence
momma’s angels sitting in desks
teacher done gone loosened the ropes
and the little natives aren’t circling the bonfire
but teachers still burning
CAN’T STEP FROM THE FLAMES TILL FOUR
attentions shift to the class at hand
temporary insanity no longer the plea
As one little gremlin walks from the clearing smoke
Ms Stephanie are you coming to our house
Overtime clock chimes
when homework time comes
McDonald’s is hiring
pays more, less work, better benefits comes to mind
best to answer one said child with a yes and a smile
and remember one said Daddy is one of your best friends

To Feel Good

To: Selma (Rose)
where: Brazil (Brasil)

My thoughts wander
to the land of Brasil
to Selma I hear her
her thoughts
she dances to the sounds
of heartbeats
while tongues twist lyrically
making poems of words
her heart beats of music
that permeates
each rising breath
her sigh
a sign of relief
her heart blooms
like a rose
to gently touch
those who listen

Missin You 2005

To: Those who know me already know...

My clock chimes six times
I mark the sixth of six lines
once for each year I miss you

I rise to this new dawn a romantic with out a cause
rereading a contract with no clause
wonderin who turned my world upside down
finding knew ways to replace a smile for a frown
just to reclaim the emptiness of being an romantic
when there are no sounds of applause for being ro man tic toc tic toc

My clock chimes six times
I cross the sixth of six lines
once for each year I miss you

our sons have grown now the oldest a young man now
their sister has stepped into young adult
moved to increase her thought
in College a smile brought to a gentle spirits face
I race to be worthy of this next day I breathe
that she calls when she needs tic toc tic toc

My clock chimes six times
I mark the sixth of six lines
once for each year I miss you