I try to date and put the time of my poetry too. I am amazed at those late night entries I make.

10:38 AM, April 02, 2007

UnKnownDiva said…
wow…great poem! whether it was about you or not. right now it sounds like it was written about me.

have fun with the little ones!!!
xoxo

12:13 PM, April 02, 2007

princessdominique said…
Awesome.

12:49 PM, April 02, 2007

MsJayy said…
Shai - thanks! I’ll have to swing by once I’m off “Favorite Aunt” patrol.

UKD - thanks Baby Sis. Always good to know my words are relatable? And I just put the little ones down for a nap & sent the big one out to play. Slick huh? LOL

Princess - thanks as always.

1:06 PM, April 02, 2007

Always.Funky.Fresh said…
Look homie…I’m not about to be up here translating a poem e’ryday this month a’ight?!?! This isn’t English class!!!!But because we cool like that….here you go…

This person in this poem is the same one from Ooops. After he said “who is this?”, they hung up and forced her to take a long, deep, hard (wait…that had way too many sexual overtones..let’s rephrase)..forced her to take a good look at herself….

1:56 PM, April 02, 2007

MsJayy said…
You too many kinds of funny Fresh. All I’ma say is pace yourself cause it’s a L-O-N-G way to May 1.

Good tie-in. Didn’t dawn on me that anyone would tie the two pieces together but then, er’y body ain’t always.funky.FRESH right?

See ya tomorrow. And um, you could at least bring the teacher an apple Dude!

2:17 PM, April 02, 2007

CreoleInDC said…
I love your poetry.

7:20 PM, April 02, 2007

MsJayy said…
Thanks Chica! I do what I can.

10:49 PM, April 02, 2007

[Photo]
[Photo]
cosmetic surgery

in the middle of my bedroom
lies a crumpled spirit
the dresser, lined with potions, powders, lipsticks of every shade
clothing tossed carelessly from chair to floor
things to cover up
things to cinch, to bind, to lift…and to separate
and yet,
i face the mirror
tears springing from deep within my soul
as i realize that no matter how much i put on, or take off,
tuck in, tie down, prop up…
i can’t make myself over
into someone
you can love
copyright 2007 - Jackie Young
3/16/07 2:51pm******************************************In honor of National Poetry Month, in addition to my normal insightful and witty posts, I’m thinking of posting a poem every day. We’ll see. A friend asked if I had enough poetry to do that. Silly rabbit. Ya darn skippy. And then some! LOL BUT I’m not saying it’s all worthy of being posted and some pieces you won’t see here at all but um…we’ll just see how it goes, aight? I had a different idea in mind for Poetry Month but with all the happenings swirling around me lately, I didn’t get a chance to work it out. Oh well, there’s always next year. Anywho, feel free to post your thoughts/interpretations or ask questions (like ya’ll need an invite. LOL)

What’s with the date and time at the end of the piece? Years ago, I started doing that. I guess it was a way for me to flip back in time and see where my head was when the poem was written. A ‘poetic journal’ of my poetic journey so to speak. It’s been interesting to look back and see if my poetic offerings actually mirrored what was happening in my life at the time. Sometimes it does, sometimes it doesn’t. And for the record, sometimes what I write isn’t even about me. For me, poetry just happens. It’s like breathing….and I try to do both - write poetry & breathe - as deeply as I can.

Off to dazzle the kiddies! Gotta maintain that “Favorite Aunt” status. Whew! My work is never done.
Peace, purpose & poetry!Live DELICIOUSLY!~ J~
posted by MsJayy at 9:10 AM on Apr 2, 2007