Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

10.06.2010

Freakably Geektastic!: ERIMAJ

In 2009 I declared that 2010 would be the year I reinstated myself in Musical Utopia - that place to which only good music can take you. A place where the music becomes a part of you. A place where music is love, happiness, endorphins, pheromones, post-coital conversation, butterflies, kisses on the forehead, prayers, chocolate, warm embraces, hand holding while hood strolling, soul searching, a gaze & a smile on the uptown A train ... sigh. A Place where music IS life, music gives life and complements it like cheese does wine... And 2010 has not disappointed me thus far.


Today I was made privy to ERIMAJ on Twitter. ERIMAJ is the band led by drummer Jamire Williams. This EP, Memo to All, takes me back to the first time I listened to Foreign Exchange on their album Connected. It gave me breath. It was what music was supposed to feel like. This EP is to life what urban romance is to Brooklyn, Harlem or DC. It's thoughtful, it's emotive, it's hopeful, it's sexy, it's fresh, it's funky, it's jazz & it's hip-hop! And all I wanna know is where/when can I see/hear ERIMAJ play! Read the NY Times review here. 

This poem was inspired by Track 4: For You (For Who?) on Memo to All. I was completely inspired and had to seize the opportunity. Take a listen, download and ENJOY!


<a href="http://erimaj.bandcamp.com/album/memo-to-all">Memo To All by ERIMAJ</a>


If you've ever been to NYC in the fall,
then you can attest to
the romance
which oozes from the concrete, gets
stuck to your shoes.
You can't help but take it every where!
it's in the air
The breeze that caresses the trees &
Coaxes the recitation of passionate soliloquies
of longing and
Fiery couplets of regret.
Recanting cycles of falling
And the love that made it wet.
Insatiable appetite of desire. To
reconnect.
To that thing which gave it life.
Coasting on the invisible that gives it breath.
Submitting to the possibility that
It would have no choice were it a tree
To discard.
Submitting to the reality that
this fall is
Autonomy.
Even if it breaks a heart.
It might agree that the fall is predestined.
& Imprinted in its DNA.
That this fall is one of a kind
But it is so much more than where it lays.
A Soft landing cushioned by
Luminescent golds and opulent browns.
The realization that there is no
End to a journey that
Enhances every Now.
So when strangers' gazes Intertwine
The earth, its soul embraces
Roots grow deep - It smiles
and strangers become familiar faces.
Precipitation of Amore
Nurtures the essence and fuels the birth
of New New york hues
New York blues and
Blessed offspring of Worth.
Purpose is manifest
and so it is that even when at rest
Romance is Fall loving you at its best.


If you're gonna fall in love, Fall is as good a time as any to do it! 

*Get Freaked*

7.16.2010

He's So Hood

He's so hood
He wears his pants below his waist and
He's not afraid to take position below mine.


He's so hood
When he pulls my hair and smacks my ass
I forget what day it is and what's the time.


He's so hood
I kiss his lips, I love that taste
Makes my pussy wet and I prepare to blow his mind


He's so hood
And I like it just that way
Cause I know at the end of the day


He's coming home to me
yes... that's all mine




*dedicated to every man out there with a go-getter, ambitious, driven mentality. Very little to do with where you are physically and all to do with where you are mentally.




*Get Freaked*