At what point does yours/mine become ours? When does our present subsume tradition yet pave the way towards the future? If it is left to us to share the story, will we falter or rise? How do we continue to ‘wear the mask’ in exchange for the promise of being accepted? How do we witnessContinue reading “Ours”
Monthly Archives: May 2014
cake
I’m yearning to consume you, to make you mine. To walk away feeling completely: …. nourished …. overwhelmed …. satiated …. content …. fulfilled {all those things which, of course, lead to regret the next day.} Leaving behind nothing more than the opportunity to indulge once more. Copyright © 2014 Tamika Brown and TheFynePrynt.com
Being
sometimes the Brilliance is so bright it Causes momentary Disorientation. the Warmth and Fullness of a smile not easily won but once Obtained, is given over Freely. the nearly imperceptible Hesitation falls away, Becomes nothing more than a Fleeting fancy meant to provide just enough Distraction from your light. it cannot succeed though. you areContinue reading “Being”
Elusive
If you were my lover I would wine and dine you, Give you every little thing your heart desired. If you were my friend I would listen to your every word, And be there for you at any time without question. If you were my confessor I would tell you every misdeed Provide the smallestContinue reading “Elusive”
Wretched Earth
Wretched earth does not begin that way. It starts out healthy, ready, and willing to give of itself in order to bring forth new life. Enduring time, circumstance and situation in efforts to reach it’s full potential. It knows that without creating and supporting new life that’s it’s own existence is in vain. Seeds areContinue reading “Wretched Earth”
Sometimes. Always.
If all is fair in love and war then we most certainly know who is winning and who is taking the “L”. It goes to the notion that even though you treat me like “sometimes”, you expect that I should treat you like “always”. To justify less than glorious behavior you tell lies and weaveContinue reading “Sometimes. Always.”
Lost & Found
Searched for inspiration. Having found none, moved on. Searched instead for creativity. Which, being evasive, caused distraction. Decided to seek motivation. As perhaps, it was the better place to start. Made great strides. Found great words. Painted beautiful images. Remembered to always begin … at the beginning. Copyright © 2014 Tamika Brown and TheFynePrynt.com. Image:
