First Channel Talk

Black with purpose

Stripped of identity and labeled as BLACK

Imagine living life like that 

…

And your first thought is true.

However,

You look at me and you're confused 

Because you don't see …

    the shame and blame 

     I was supposed to claim 

No

What you see 

    is the process of me

The creation

    that I'm supposed to be 

Though claim and I did 

And like others I hid 

the unknown true self 

from all else

because I couldn't label it.

And now it comes to this;

Taking knowledge as a chisel 

and passion as a mallet -

I work to break through the layers that were pressed and blessed upon me 

To break through and breakdown the lessons and teachings that were once thought ALL to be 

To show you something more than you ever thought you would see ...

evolving

changing 

learning 

growing 

Living Purposefully

There is a love that fades????

I know not the Love that fades - yet, at times, I have desired that particular love, in the hopes that a vibrant dream would fade into a past memory.

But no . . . I am left to love forever more ~ good or bad?

Only time will tell ~ tis me yall

When I stop and think . . .

A Short Day Dream

When I stop and think of you
Its as if I’ve stopped to smile
I’ve taken some time to “be with you”
And I try to stay a while

When you become my central thought . . .
(As much as I’d like that to be)
I soon must turn my mind from you
For my thoughts are not reality

 In my mind I feel your hands, your lips,
I touch them slow and soft
If we dare to move closer; go further
We’ll have to pay the cost
But
Within my daydream the price is low
For we’re free to do as we please
We erased the obstacles to becoming intimate
By agreeing to the required fee

And as you know
This is not the truth
It has not come to pass
That is why, you see;
My dreams are short
Long enough to smile or laugh

Original ~Kimberly “Princess” White

Like Me Lovin You

Just Like Love     ~ this just may be  My Best Poetry . . .

Think!

The smoothest set of notes, ever compiled and played.
The sweetest voice, with the widest range.
The smallest thickest cloud
on the brightest warm day.

The rain that comes down, when the sun is shining bright
The huge stars in the sky, on a hot but windy night

Can't you see?
Can't you feel it?
Do you long for it as I do?

Its Just like Love
Like me lovin' you!

Listen!

When you heard the smoothest set of notes, ever compiled and played;
Was it Jazz, was it Funk, was it Blues like lemonade?
Sweet and Sharp - a smooth cut to the ears;
forgetting what was going on - was it all you could hear?

Stopped you in you tracks - you'll never go back
you thought the last was the best
~Now you plead No Contest ~

Its

The smoothest set of notes
ever compiled and played.

Its just like Love
like me lovin' music!

Hear?

When you listened to - the sweetest voice, with the widest range,
could you see yourself rolling on that train?

It stopped at all points north ~ but that's not all. . .
 . . . it rolled back down that waterfall.

The rush you felt when the voice went high

The vibration of the lows,
my.  My!  MY!!

Did you forget to breath when the pitch was held?
Tears - a symbol of how good it felt.

~Yes indeed ~

Its

The sweetest voice
with the widest range.

Its just like Love
like me lovin' song!

Look!

Did you notice the smallest, thickest cloud on the brightest warm day?

Did you ask yourself - How does it get that way?
Small, Soft, and Isolated.
You reach up to touch it ~ but your hands didn't make it.
Did you say to yourself - If I could I would,
Keep it just as it is - for it always should;
Stand out from the rest
and be in the light.
Admired as the best
a sight above sights

~A true blessing to behold ~

Its

The smallest, thickest cloud
on the brightest warm day.

Its just like Love
Like me lovin' beauty!

Feel!

Have you felt the rain that comes down, when the sun is shining bright?
Did you stop and stand where you were because it felt so right?

Yes, it seems out of place
because when it rains it blocks the sun.
But not on that day
the two became one.

Although you got wet - You still felt great.
You could see the light of a beautiful day.

The drops that were felt, were the promise of more,
For if you looked around ~ what was in store?

~A beautiful rainbow ~ because . . .

Its

The rain that comes down
when the sun is shining bright.

Its just like Love

like me lovin miracles!

See?

The huge stars on a hot but windy night;
are the perfect accent to a perfect delight.
Staying out late because its cooler out than in.
The night that you wish would never end.

The cool breeze you've waited for that long, hot day.

The stars so bright they light your way.

~I simply adore~

The huge stars in the sky
on a hot but windy night.

Its just like Love
like me lovin' perfection!

Think of it all. . .
Listen - music
Hear - song
Look - beauty
Feel – miracles
See - perfection

Can't you see it?
Can't you feel it?
Do you long for it as I do?

Its just like Love
Like Me lovin' You

An Original - The Lady Princess

Understand or seek understanding

I speak from understanding and empathy knowing that we all have heavy burdens to bear wether they come form past experiences, present trials, or fears and unsureities regarding what the future holds.

It is an awful feeling to believe that no one cares. That no one is there for you or no one will understand. I also understand that there are some events and feelings that we will never share with any one and that is an entirely different subject. But I’m speaking of that search for understanding when you feel you’re all alone.

The first understanding you shoul come to is that it is highly unlikely that you will find someone with the same trial and the same circumstances. You are unique and your life is a path that you are the very first to travel. However every feeling that you feel has also been felt by countless others . . .there are those who understand.

Countless others have had to make crucial decisions, life changing decisions. . . there are those who understand.

Sadness and dispair is sadness and dispair regardless of the onset or circumstances . . . there are those who understand.

Joy and elation is joy and elation regardless of age, time or location . . . there are those who understand.

Everyone you have ever met either has or will have to deal will loss and regardless of the differences in detail if you know what its like to loose something or someone, you know what it feels like to lose something or someone . . . there are those who understand.

Talk with me . . .  you may understand me or I may understand you . . .

A Question of Faith >>>

A Question of Faith

I often wonder how it works.
Can I just believe?
I often wonder will it work,
will I live to see?

I often think of what it takes.
Do I have enough?
Just what shall I add to faith. . .
work, hope, love?

I cannot walk in faith alone . . .
Is it all I need?
Should I work to gather love,
or can I just believe?

Must I hope love will come?
Is it all for nought?
Can my faith stand alone,
when work comes to a halt?

When love cannot be felt or found,
will my faith succeed,
In reassuring me love abounds,
for God is love indeed.

When hope has been chiseled away,
by the storms of life.
Will faith help me stand my ground.
when I must deal with strife?

If I’m simply too exhausted
to find the strength within,
and I have to break from working . . .
Will my faith carry me then?

Can these questions be answered
or must I simply live and learn?
Is the answer right in front of me,
yet difficult to discern?

Is my faith enough?
Or will it require more,
when I left behind
as hope and love walk out the door
Is my faith enough,

when work is not allowed
will I be unable to see
a face among the crowd
Will it all over whelm me?
Will I drift away?
I’ll work hard, give and accept love
And hope my faith will stay.

In the end I hope to find
if in my works there is something I lack
and it comes to a point where faith isn’t enough
then Love has my back.

an Original ~Princess