Random Rants:Men Types: Part I

This little piece was inspired by a close friend, who gave me some personal inspiration after he wrote a piece on Female Types lol So I wanted to give it a shot. I never showed anyone this, until I showed the friend who inspired me recently.  He liked it, so here it is!! Tell me if you've seen these dudes! This is ONLY the beginning!


Mr. Too Pretty

He always looks the part. With fresh kicks and a nice hat to boot.  Everything is always in check. Smells divine, nice smile, smooth skin, dressed to perfection.  He always got the latest in all things in regards to fashion.  He has good taste, and can  even help you pick out a sexy fit.
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Advantages:
-Always looks good.
-You love to be in his presence
-He is charming
-He’s down for a shopping spree 

Disadvantages:
-He is too superficial
-He thinks he looks better than you
-He uses up more mirror-time than you (You know this is a major NO-NO)
-He is SUSPECT! (Check him ladies)

Mr. Street Savvy

He demands respect, and he gets it.  He never has an empty pocket, and he knows the street, like the back of his hand.  Everybody knows this dude.  He exuberates sexiness, because of his demeanor.  He is the gangsta, the street hustler, or the brotha’ around the block.  He’s the get it done guy.

Advantages:
-He is so darn sexy.
-You feel protected with him.
-He doesn’t neglect to give you money to get whatever you need.
-Most times he can work out the kinks in the bedroom.

Disadvantages:
-He is too occupied with everything else and everybody else that you often get bumped to the back burner.
-He is too secretive, and you never know what he really has going
-You know there is another chick or chicas. (plural).

Mr. Momma’s Boy

He knows how to treat a woman, and this is how he lures you in.  He knows what to do to make you smile, and he is the perfect gentleman. He has values and follows them.  He respects you for the woman that you are. He brings you home to momma for approval, and this is sweet, until time prevails.

Advantages:
-You feel connected to him
-You respect the way he respects you.
-He is too darn considerate of your needs and wants

Disadvantages:-His mother is always right.
-He gets more happy from mommy’s hugs and kisses than yours
-He’ll leave you if his mother told him too
-He can be a weakling, don’t you hear him, “Yes momma, I’ll do it right away momma, of your course I’m coming, SHE can wait”….ecetera, ecetera….

Mr. Workaholic​
He is the driven soul.  He is the one to work from dusk to dawn…and not need a break from anything. He has the work ethic of a promising good ole’ boy.

Advantages:
-He is very goal-oriented
-He knows exactly what he wants
-He is financially stable.
-When he finds time for love making…you won’t be disappointed
- Sometimes these gentlemen have difficulty settling.

Disadvantages:
-He is always working
-He rarely takes you on many nice dates (due to his schedule)
-He can be predictable

Mr. Uncertain

Now this one ladies is one to take a second, third, or fourth look.  He is the one that has it together always. I’m talking about this brother is the one, or least he makes you think that.  He is almost too perfect.

Advantages:
-He is a gentleman
-He has the ability to be romantic
-He takes care of the woman he so chooses

Disadvantages:
-He can be a playboy
-You have this gut feeling that this nigga might be undercover.
-He will not settle quickly

Mr. Pushover

Advantages:
-He is the sweetest thing!
-You just love this guy.
-He worships the ground you walk on, admires your shadow, and would gladly drink your bath water.

Disadvantages:
-He appears weak in situations that involve protecting you
-He always wants what u wants or agrees with you
-He doesn't bring it in the bedroom, sometimes you just wanna be grabbed and firmly handled without your man saying, "You  okay baby"! Dang! I'm trying to get my rough neck on lol

Mr. Intrigue

He is the guy that makes you say....hmmmm! He keeps your attention even when he is not doing much. You know you have to have him, but then you also wonder what this venture will ultimately lead to!

Advantages:
-He is sexy for certain reasons...demeanor...piercing eyes...perfect smile...
-He is confident in being who he is wherever he is
-He allows you be with him intimately with ease.

Disadvantages:
-He is always evasive in approaching true commitment, possibly due to past heartbreak or just the lack of being ready to settle
-He doesn't tell you much, just enough to keep u intrigued
-Sex is amazing but you know you are not the only one....

Tanette
2010

La...La...La

In him, I find myself lurking.

Lollygagging in lingering thougts

of when our love lasted long.

Late at night, lazy moments led to

remembering how you'd lay me low.

Leaving the imprint of

the way you used to make IT last forever.

I'm finding that I lack the ability to suppress You.

Think maybe I can laugh it off, and

learn to live without

the lure of  you,

but then I recognize the reason I

let you go.

Tanette

2010

Hard to Swallow

 

I choked off the naked images of you
and her close enough to make

a baby...your pelvis kissing hers.  

I got that funny feeling in the pit

of my throat, when something is lost,

and no words spoken can relieve the pain.

You still tried.

Tanette

2007

Vibes

When you are far, I can still feel you.
I find the arch of my mind and allow it
To lean and linger in your direction.
Sometimes…

Until all I find is this blocked door,
And I am detached from
The feelings that remain.

I text you...you tell me something…vice versa
Lol I say...feeling the need to reply and relate
In some clever way to keep you close.

Close enough from falling off
The cliff of past times gone.
Fear that I’ll lose you in
whatever way I have you captured.

So instead I slow dance to beat of us.
Gently caress the memories we once shared.
Late nights craved like…

You touch me..I touch you, in unision,
we were one.Two peope on the same accord
Of wanting eachother the same equal amount.

“What are we doing”, I asked myself,
felt the need to know
where we’d be led to go

Though I did not linger there for long,
instead I…gave in to the feel of it,
Let lose a little bit.

It was the element of
Surprise, welcomed. When I found
your touch to match the rhythm
of my own senses.

I try to push forward, and
Think of the now, and the
“what will be of us today”
phase, but it is useless.
I will always take myself
away from the present,
Carried on the clouds of
Familiar journeys of the times,
Our bodies were first introduced.

How they clumsily paused between
The static, until the tension was
released into vast bounds of ectacsy.

It is something I can’t
Change or re-arrange.
I just like to go back sometimes
And remember the vibes we exchanged.

Tanette 2010

A Man In My Bed Like Cookie Crumbs

I’ve shook free you

From the sheets roughly.

Reluctant fingers gliding

Against leftovers, air-dried

From the lingering scent of you,

Only to leave me to

Smooth corners, straighten wrinkles

Made earlier, I’ve made the

Mattress naked before

Blessing of clean linens.

All morning, I’ve dusted off,

Vacuum-sucked away you-crumbs.

Said my prayers, mumbling verses of repentance

And now I can breathe easy,

Lazy, free to relax.

Time is mine

Dust and filth passed on.

Bed alive.

Happy alone again

Amen.

Tanette

2007

Sabotaging Self

He told me he had the sharpest pain,  

right dab in the middle of his back.

Felt it my duty to relieve him of such.

Soon as he told me, he turned around,

and pierced a knife against his spine.

Paralyzing the only lifeline of

any dreams his mind could find

Seems he liked this pain that ran too deep.

Lunging through tendons and muscles,

stopping him dead in his tracks,

from finishing…

Too short of reaching the finish line to success.

See he liked this pain, enjoying the trickle of

this infectious procrastination…capacitating

each internal organ within him.

He looks me dead in the eyes with perfect intent,

though his tongue contradicts this whole process.

He tells me, he’ll do better, wanting me to believe

in what he has long put on the back burner,

leaving it laying there charred and crisp.

Wanting me to stay with him, while the

charcoal never ignites, just sitting and waiting for what?

Someone else to light that match.

I can’t do it…Wanting me to do what his

trigger finger will never let him do on his own.

I have become his reluctant accomplice.

Seems he is happy with having too little, too late.

Not strong enough to fuel his own dreams in the night.

Yet, instead he sleeps through the storm, and finds comfort

in those cold and lonely nights,

when inspiration is left dangling in the breeze.

Waiting for someone else to grab hold of it for him.

Playing tug-of-war with the forces that be,

leaning on-to my everlasting comforting.

See I must let him be, and

set my self free,

because HE

will never be for me.

Tanette

2009

Black & Blue

It was he that bruised me black and blue,
though his fist he did not use.

My rainbow turned to shades of grey,
wondering if I could face another day.

See he attacked my intellect,
and opened my eyes to self-regret.

Driving many blows to my gut,
making me wonder what was what.

Over and over, he punched my soul,
until I questioned myself as a whole.

Fed my mind loaded blanks,
leaving me empty with only self to thank.

For it was me that allowed him in,
and took the strikes again and again.

It was in he I thought I'd find myself,
not realizing my thoughts were so far left.

I knew I had to get it right,
so I pulled myself up with all my might.

Then I pulled myself inside-out,
to face the pain my spirit did bout.

Up and down and down and up,
riding that internal roller-coaster was just my luck.

But I held on for sweet dear-life,
and when the bumps came, I had no strife.

I found my own colors to be true,
pretty reds, bold browns, and deep blues.

They always seemed to be shining through.
It was just up to me to do what I knew to do.

Tanette
2010

Random Rants:Team Melanie & Derwin- " The Intrigue of the MeR-lanie"

 

 Team Melanie & Derwin :

"The Intrigue of the MeR-Lanie"

 

 As a lover of the original cast of The Game, I would have to have say that I'm Team Melanie & Derwin all the way! Whose with me? Who in there right mind could deny the charismatic on the set chemistry of the characters, Melanie, played by Tia Mowry-Hardrict and Derwin, played by Pooch Hall. Such talent they exuded,  and their fans inevitably loved them  individually, but especially

together.   

 

Still entranced by this magnetism of the Melanie and Derwin love duo, led us to the intrigue  of- the MeR-lanie dance.  The term coined by one of the great writers of Season 2 became the metaphor for which the couple tinkered on. The MeR-lanie represented that jazzy spiral of a profound love that's beat lasted even when the tune of the relationship was off key. It was the way they tiptoed back into each other's arms by the end of the song, and that was the brilliant depiction of that not so perfect real couple that had a deep, lasting love connection for one another, caught on the television screen, for millions of viewers to see. That's what every girl wants right?

 

So what does every viewer want? That is probably the question BET is pondering. Struggling to reach that Season 4 of staggering 7.7 million viewers that they first captured with the initial premiere of The Game when it switched to BET.  Yet, The Game presses to go on, despite of it all. They have to right, because certain decisions were made. The contracts have been signed, production completed, and the 6th season of the show is now in weekly rotation. The excited hype, or just plain and simple controversy has been swarming the web, television, and social media galore to try and decipher what a season without Tia Mowry-Hardrict and Pooch Hall would really look like.

I have to say I had hoped, maybe still have hopes that the show might survive this season. The hour long premiere proved to be interesting, yet it felt like the very HEART of the show was being snatched away as I watched Derwin act all the way out of his element. So much that he couldn't even talk to his dearest Melanie.  I don't know about anybody else, but I was in tears.  The question to ponder is can the show really survive with the beautiful Lauren London and new comer, as sexy as he is Jay Ellis. My verdict is that the storyline of the show can't match what it used to be, and that the new cast will not have the lasting charm that the old cast had from the beginning.  The show just doesn't have any heart, with the younger replacements abruptly trying to create that love connection that Mel and Derwin had effortlessly. I don't have anything against the replacements, but really, "Players Come and Go, and apparently The Game will also!

 

Tanette

 

Taken

He fell too hard for the depth
Of my smile, felt in his gut
He could prey for just a little while.

He liked the way my hips did sway,
the tipsy-free spirit of my body
going this and that-a-way.

I did welcome the way he came
To me, hesitant than bold,
pressing his way to hear me speak.

I allowed him to experience
the surface of me, brief.

He got too comfortable to
Soon, on his tongue he spoke
Of the sun and the moon.

Led me to believe he was
in need of someone, as he
pinpointed me to be that one.


I was intrigued by the surface of
him, but I led him to think
I held this intrigue by a limb.

Found out eventually,
it was not a “me”
that his heart did seek.

He was involved with
another all along, and with
her the gist of his soul did belong.

See he thought I was a quick screw,
started sweating when he saw my buttons
too difficult to unloose.

My body he did seek, wanted
to feel the vibrations of my peak.

Though when his true intentions
did reveal, I loosed him from me, and
he missed his steal.

Found my body to be in tact,
the same as it was before we
made contact.

What he thought he would get,
he was mistaken, and in the end
it was me that had him taken.

Tanette
2010

Words

I fell in love with his words...

Thick, lofty, opaque...
sealed with a mystic,
hypnotic excellence
that intrigued my heart.

Zapped through cellular lines
and sing-sung to me
on lonesome nights.

The grace of each syllable
he spoke seemed to lull
every part of my being.

It was the craft of his speech
and the pace of his tongue that
drew me in.

 

I noticed I felt comfort in them.
Found myself knee deep,
bathing in the brilliance
of their continuity.

Yes, the sound of his voice
got me,
good.

 

Got me all tangled up in
the illusion of what might be.
Leaving my reality
hanging in the bounds...

I fell in love with his words...

 

 

Bold, stocky, bright,
beaming with authenticity,
at first.

It was the sculpted sentences
stringed together by he,
that outlined
my pillow at night.

Giving me sweet dreams
of what love,
seemed to be.

Until each word he spoke,
seemed to slither
a downward spiral,
unkempt and messy.

Though I continued to hold on to each part
of his speech, hoping that they
would mirror the stride of his walk.

See, I fell in love with a man
for his words.

Fell head over heels
for the possibility...

Until the words he spoke
were unparalleled to his actions.

Until whatever trudged across his tongue
made me cringe with heartache.

Until hearing his voice became a nagging
sounding note to my eardrum.

Until his presence made me numb, and
I could no longer stand the feel of his tongue
on my tongue.

So I loosed the grip of his repeated verses
from around my soul,
and rejected the bitter-
sweet nothings embedded
in my heart

Instead I began to listen to me-
reflect on the neglect
and I fell in love with
words of my own.

Became seduced by the thought of
liberating, kick-his tail to the curb
lines practiced in my head.

When all his words to me
became shriveled and used up...
In the end it was
my own words
that got me through it...

When his words were no longer spoken

Tanette
2012