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X-girlfriend

Thirteen years…
Thirteen years…
It sure seems like forever,
Doesn’t it?
That’s how long
She and I were together…
I was just a teenager
When I met her

She appeared suddenly
I lost myself to her will

A powerful woman she was
She’s what my world became
Before I could grasp what was really going on
I was already consumed
Not much of my identity remained

Friendships before her became a mystery…
The faces seemed familiar
The relationships just weren’t the same
I was wrapped so tightly around her finger
Fearing exposure,
I had to fake it
I couldn’t connect the memories to the names

So much time had passed in our relationship
I thought for sure
Amnesia would be the one
I would be with
When I breathed last

Just as quick as she came initially,
Although thirteen years later,
In an instant,
She left just as fast

WRITER’S NOTE: This was inspired by the plethora of commercials and news articles I have seen recently that are focused on Traumatic Brain Injury awareness. This includes the texting while driving commercials and what’s going on with mainly former but some of the current NFL players and/or other athletes in sports with extreme contact. TBI is very real. Call it what you want, but I am one of very few who has survived and recovered from the debilitating injury. I lived for thirteen years with partial amnesia, along with other effects, after being in a car accident with a Detroit city bus (16 Dexter) at 17 years of age… Protect yourselves and especially, protect the children. Teach them proper safety in sports, while driving and in all that they do. Their lives depend on it.

MATHEMATICS

I’m only ½ without you
A Rational…
But Fractional Expression
I’m stressing 2 become complete like Whole Numbers
It would be such a blessing
2 be able to make you my number 1
With your Geometry I am fascinated
You are Unparalleled in my sight
My captivation can’t be Calculated
The Derivative of our Function would be just right
Don’t mistake me for another dude
I’m interested in your every magnitude

Don’t need anyone to Cosine (co-sign)
Any feelings for you I’ve got
Don’t want my love to only be Tangent with yours,
I want to touch you in more than one spot
4get the actors in your life
They misinterpret your scale factor
They want you low 2 Common Denominators
FOIL-ing your beauty by
First looking at your Outer and your Inner Last
Not understanding that you’re actually
Top of the line like Numerators
The prettiest and most complete Outlier
With class
Zero individuals could Divide us
(You can’t divide by zero)
That Solution does not exist
We’d make an interesting Exponential Equation
That’s what the Root of this message is
I adore you 4 your (+) positive and () negative attributes
Only seeing you 4 your true [Value of Absolute]
I’ll always be IR (real) with you
I feel with you, Expressions could be Infinite with you
There is no (>) greater than or (=) equal to
Our 2 locations may make it a little hard on us
But we are Ordered Pairs
If you ask me
The Line between us is the shortest distance
Like how…Y = MX + B

A very good friend of mine was inspired after reading my poem, and this was the outcome…

THE EQUATION OF LOVE

PHOTO CREDIT: Monique Brent www.modesignsart.com

SHE

She is

The Ruler

To which all others are measured

She is

Not equaled

In her authority to reign

In the subconscious of

My subconscious mind

She is

The Standard

Which is a lot different

From merely being standardized

Most only see her with a pair of eyes

But

The third eye of mine

Oftentimes gets excercised

Its vision

She has subdued

If God’s prototype,

Eve,

Was the first of kind

When in my mind

Cognitions of her materialize

A new version of Eve

Has been sculpted

And has been refined

In a way for me

That only

God could visualize

PICTURES

Pictures are worth

A thousand words…

But when I write

A thousand words,

You’re able to view

Many pictures

And multiply

Your visual experience

Quiet Storm

Your voice
Is sweet thunder sent from heaven

You send
Streaking electricity
The entire length of my spine
As brilliant as lightning bolts

Your song
Whispers like the wind does
It is
A hypnotic
And
Gentle with its embrace

Like
The clouds filled with its moisture,
Your heart
And your passion,
Are just that full with love

As all life waits
For its nourishment to fall,
I wait
For you to precipitate

Baby,
Rain on me

We Rise

While looking to the sky

Yesterday,

We let baloons fly at Belle Isle Park

Symbolizing your new freedom…

We embraced each other

Wiped our teary eyes

Held hands in Prayer

Asking God

To welcome you into His Kingdom…

Although not exactly positive of

His reasons

In Faith we all must continue to

Believe Him

In obedience,

Continue trying to please Him…

You will never be far from us

When we sit and think back to where we originated,

We know it wasn’t by chance how you became

Part of us

Detroit’s Bates Academy wasn’t only a place for

The intellectually,

Artistically  and

Musically

Gifted and Talented children

It was a learning atmosphere

With a greenhouse effect instilled in

We were seeds

And you…

You were our nurturers

You fed us knowledge

You fed us inspiration

You fed us love

Filled our hearts with your same steadfast dedication

You helped us develop the roots for the trees

We perceive as being our lives…

You believed in us

Before we believed in us

Kept feeding us and breeding us

Until we believed in us…

Healthy we became

Enabling us to be

Omniferous,

Fruitful in the world’s eyes

Collectively and individually

We thank you

Because of you,

We rise!

***I was going through some of my things and found this poem that I originally wrote in 2001 following the loss of two of the best and strongest women/teachers/mentors/role models that I have ever met.  Too many times as clay, we forget how we were shaped.  This is for them, in remembrance.