Happy Trails

When I kicked my door shut,
Prayed the dust from my foot
to follow you to your next pit stop.

May the path you walk
be the bumpiest any
man did dare thread before,

And from the bottom of my heart,
I hope you get what you deserve
x's more.

I wish your feet to crave the
places they don't belong, and
I hope that somewhere along the road,
your heart gets strung.

May you love someone deeper and longer
than anyone else before and may she play
the game against you, until your hope is no more.

In Karma's Name, Amen.

Tanette, 2010

First Swim

It was you that made me fall,

off the ledge of reason…

You looked me in the eyes,

and said, The water is fine.

I became captivated by that one single line.

 

So I didn’t see the treacherous waves

before me.  Instead, I took your hand softly,

and emerged too deep…

 

That’s when I had difficulty breathing,

brutal water shoved against cheek

and you were nowhere for me to see.

 

I could not swim until that point,

when I realized I was in the water alone,

beating the fierce currents on my own.

 

See it all happened so fast,

and before it started,

I was introduced to its’ last.

 

I learnt to adapt quickly, as I begun to

form my hands, and glide my feet,

as the water clung against me like a sheet.

 

I let the waves caress the curves of me.

I pushed forth stronger until I could see…

the horizon that shined before me.

 

It was then I realized, with land in sight,

I had beat the worse that was coming to me,

I just needed to stand up on my own two feet.



Tanette 2010

For the Sake of Our Love

For the sake of our love,

we build bridges over

the broken pieces. We

tip-toe slowly over its’ surface

and try not to look down

to rivers of past.  We acknowledge

the stumbling blocks that try to

halt us dead in our tracks.

 

For the sake of our love, we can start

over again, and then again,

when we go the wrong

route. Think the “agains” are better

each time.  We realize the

reality of our love, and we

make up for time lost.

 

For the sake of our love,

we keep loving the intricate

outlines and interiors of one

another.  We delicately

wallow in the heart of the others

soul, and tarry long.

 

For the sake of our love,

we love.  Like endless moments

trapped at the edge of earth.

We cross galaxies of pain and hurt.

We leap over high peaks

and mounds to reach what

God meant for us to be.

 

For the sake of our love,

we seek to reach our

destiny, and dive deep

Into the brink of possibilities.

Tanette 2011

Random Rant: Shay-Renae & Friends Online Radio by ShayRenae | Blog Talk Radio

Shay Renae & Friends Online Radio by ShayRenae | Blog Talk Radio

I'm going to twitch it up a bit and share this radio clip with everyone that features myself, Shay-Renae, and Sy Aaron with Relationship Therapist, Dr. Q!! Listen to what successful women have to say about being single, sexy, and dating!

Single, Sexy, Successful & Dating 05/28 by ShayRenae | Blog Talk Radio

With You

With you,
I am me, and you are you.
I like the simplicity of it.

The simple way,
you make me
smile with few
words spoken.

 

The way your
words spoken
seem to fill me up
more than the food
on my plate.

My internal plate made
full by the possibility of
you and me.

You and me,
just like the sound of it
as one harmonious beat.

One harmonious beat,
that looms over me,
and tickles me left and right.

Left or right,
I'd follow you,
to a mutual center.

Center, is where we
always seem to meet,
with your thoughts,
complimenting my own.

With you,
I am me, and you are you.
I like the simplicity of it.

Tanette

2013

 

 

 

 

 

Naked Melody

Laying in bed
after love.
Thinking thoughts,
... lazy like,
ones that require
no x equals
why this or that,
or what to do next.
Instead,
We lollygag in thought,
together, alone.
No longer
self-conscious of that
extra fat on my
stomach and thighs,
pressed up against
you now.
Quietly exposed in
beaming light.
I linger fingers on that
scar you despise.
Lost in the silent hum of us,
side by side,
where imperfection
becomes justified.

Tanette
2007

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