Today in 1987 the world changed forever… A beautiful spirit was infused with flesh and blood and born into this world as a little girl.  Everyone isn’t gifted with a beautiful spirit and everyone isn’t born with the same capacity to love like she was. That’s one of the things that makes her birth so special…so powerful. A birth like hers changes the lives of those that she encounters causing a Butterfly Effect of positivity. God is Love and the light she carries inside of her is His torch. Over the years, she grew and grew all while carrying this torch of His, making it hers, and lighting paths with this great power where there were mostly shadows. Most could see her light but as she grew older some couldn’t handle the glare. You see, a person like this wears her heart on her sleeve. She’s sensitive and she’s vulnerable. There are some that would take advantage of this and her kindness. But through it all, her light still would shine. Time moved on and she proved worthy of creating a miracle. She birthed another beautiful spirit that was infused in flesh and blood and born into the world as a little girl. She instilled the same principles or love and kindness in her daughter. Her daughter now carries the same flame that she has carried for all of these years and lights paths where she encounters shadows. They now do it together. They are the most beautiful combination I have ever seen. I am lucky enough to call them both mine. So today, on her 30th, I want to wish my Butterfly a Happy Birthday and say thank you for being the special person, mother, friend, lover and light that you are.



She was

One of my kids

Just like you


Her name was


I always called her Izzy

She was one of the 2 little girls


That I would bring to practice

At Burton

When they were in my care

I’d take them to the other side

You know…

Across from the gym

So that someone in the afterschool program

Could braid their hair

I obviously had no clue on how to do that

Last night,

October 29

Izzy committed suicide

She wasn’t biologically mine

But still,

She was mine

Just like you

I don’t know if I had been more active in her life

If I had done more

If it would have made a difference or not

I do know that I am out of time

If only I told her

What she meant to me…

Sometimes having knowledge

Of a person’s true feelings

Or actually having it verbalized

Goes a long way

I won’t make that mistake with you

Our relationship is a two-way street

It always has been

I have affected you

You have affected me

Family is more than just a bloodline

I may have been a role model

Or even a second dad to you

You have been first children of mine

And reasons to become a better person

Having children teaches love in a way

That can’t be taught otherwise

It has been an honor to be in your lives

And hold the position

In your hearts and minds that I have held

Seeing you grow into the adults that you are now

Has been the best movie I have ever experienced

I’m looking forward to the sequels

I love you

I believe in you

I always will

If I think you are wrong about something,

I’m still going to tell you about it

And I’m going to use that tone

Adjusted for the fact that you’re now over 18

If you ever need to talk

I am here

I wish I could have done more for your sister

She would have been 19 on November 29th

Izzy was one of my kids

Just like you

Note For Lil Jaida

Your beauty is far from a curse

It’s something like a love song

Or a well written verse

Of a specially written love poem

It’s not for every man to understand

It’s not one dimensional

It’s multi

Something that truly can only be seen

When someone focuses their third eye

It can be used as a litmus test…

Failure to realize

Carries consequences of being characterized

Like the rest

That were only able to see you

As a simple physical conquest

I am a writer

At least that’s one of the things I do

Writers paint pictures with words

And I choose all of mine carefully

Like the strokes with paintbrushes artists use

If I was only talking about how you look

I’d say, “you LOOK beautiful”

When I put ‘you are’ in front of the word


I’m thinking of all the qualities I’ve noticed so far

I am talking about all of you


Beautiful in a sense that the mere definition of beauty found in dictionaries across the land are a discredit to your true essence. There is no encyclopedic or Wikipedia reference that would be an equivalence to your grandeur. You are so beautiful that you make me want to pick up my pad and my pen and let them get reacquainted so that their offspring can grace the world reincarnated speaking of your excellence. You are not only visually beautiful, you are so much more than that. Your voice is beautiful. Your smile is beautiful. Your smirk is beautiful. Your style is beautiful. Your heart and the depth of the love that I perceive it to have is beautiful. How you think is beautiful (I don’t think there is anything more attractive than an intelligent lady). Your class is beautiful. Your strength is beautiful. I could go on and on and on…


Love this

chester maynes

It seems that
the weather on your
skin changed

and I can
feel your winter-y
emotions crawling

on me every
time I meet you
in the lobby.

What happened?
Your silence is

Your snow
burns me like I am
the one being punished.


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2 Questions

I come to you fully exposed…

No walls, no barriers


No bravado

No inflated ego

No mannish pride

No tricks or side angles

No games…mind or otherwise

You’ve overtaken my mind over time

And are in my thoughts working overtime

A natural cause and effect scenario

With the affect immortalized

By way of your many distinctive determinants

The impression on me you’ve made isn’t fleeting or miniscule

Its essence transformational

It has the meat of permanence

We both know what happened and what didn’t

We both share some responsibility

I admit

At times I was protecting me from you

Just like you were protecting you from me

I will do better if you let me

I want to

Known for keeping my word

And I want you…

…to trust we can succeed

The bricks and mortar are already there


Opportunity to build on top of that

Is the only need

Here I am

Before you

Humbled and fully exposed

I’ve knocked down walls

And removed barriers

I have:

Open eyes, arms, heart and mind

None of them to you are closed

I don’t know how else to say it

I really don’t know how else to act

I do know how I plan to fix it

But the only power I currently have is to ask

Will you let me love you better?

The bond we share is not happenstance

You and what we have should be fought for

Will you give us the fighting chance?

Here I am before you

Vulnerable and fully exposed

No tricks or side angles,

No bravado

No inflated ego

All I have are these 2 questions

Along with

Open eyes, arms, a heart and mind

That are no longer closed

Digital Love (Computer Love)

Most times when you jump on social media for the day, there are tons of posts about a plethora of things.  Some of the things that are posted are toxic, some are about social injustices, there are a bunch of travel photos and some posts with people just trying to get attention.  And we can’t forget about the political circus that is going on right now.  If we get caught sleeping, the whole world will soon be Trumped. Then there’s #blacklivesmatter, #alllivesmatter, LGBT equality and that whole police militarization thing.

There are also times on social media where you come across something or someone that allows you to escape the onslaught of world issues and allows you to just live in a moment of peace, tranquility and possibly even, adoration… Those are the little moments, when you get to smile a real smile that makes the rest of the mess in the digital world tolerable.  I just happened to be listening to some old school music when someone like that crossed my timeline.

With or without filter

I see her natural glow

I thought about mentioning her

Just to let her know

Whether she’s made up or not

Hashtag or no hashtag

She’s always trending:

Girl is #Beautiful

It doesn’t matter if it’s

The East, South, Midwest or West Coast

The answer to the question

Everyone wants to know:

What is it that could give her heartbeat tattoo

A proper pulse?

It’s just something about her being…

Whenever this Selfie Queen is seen

In my Facebook or Instagram feed

The air in my lungs tendency is to leave

Breath is seized

Completely stripped from me…

Like a Zapp & Roger thing

Could it be her face I see,

On my computer screen,

That’s challenging me to breathe?

“I no longer need astrology

Thanks to modern technology”

From her posts I’ve been able to perceive

Samples of her personality

A class act

in virtual reality

She’s not your average

Tinder find

If we matched,

She’d be the last time

I’d need to be swiping right

She is…

A digital wonder (Computerized)

Seems like she’d be

Such a sweet delight

In 2 dimensions

She indeed

Looks more than nice

Can’t help but imagine

What a 3rd dimensional experience

In her presence would feel like…

“Shooby doo bop shoo doo bop”

Who wouldn’t love her

“Shooby doo bop…computer love”

I’ll Be Your Puppet

Puppet For YouBy: Monique Brent

Puppet For You
By: Monique Brent

On my journey,
I have been many things
Believed my direction sound
Now I am walking
No longer certain
What I was searching for

I’m retired now
On the floor

Through many closed door…

You strolled right in
Lifted me up
Permitted me
To stretch my limbs
Through your fingers
My body now moves
I’m in your hands
I’ll take your cues

I’ll be Your puppet
Take my strings
Pull at these
As You please
Choose any path for me
That path I’ll go
Relinquishing all control
Asking You to guide my life
Be my maestro

I’m Your puppet
On these strings
Tug at them
As You please
Choose any way and
That way I will go
When it comes to You
Your hand guides me
Your love is in control