Hey Blogworld!
Did ya miss me?? (*Ahem* In cause you’re wondering, the proper response is “YES!! Of course! Stop asking silly questions!! LOL)

Just passing through with a quick poetic ditty that birthed itself between sips of my morning cappucino. Hopefully my “blog drive-bys” will find themselves more like the days of old when I posted on a regular basis. Hoping to make some changes and get back to my blogalicious self SOON.

In the meantime….enjoy!

Love your life! You might be surprised at the vibration that comes back to you!

*~* MsJayye *~*

*cough* *cough*

:::thinking to self, “It sho’ is dusty up in this piece! A sista ain’t been here in much more than a minute, huh?:::

Say you missed me. Lie to me dammit! LOL

Say you still love me. Say it. Ahhhh….

Antywho, in the 50-11 years since I last posted so very much has happened. Relax, I’m not gonna detail it here. (And the two people who will read this breathed a sigh of relief. LOL)

Naw, I’m gonna just drop this video of Maxwell singing “Bad Habit”. That song seems to be on repeat in my mind since I first heard it. Might be cause that new CD travels with me everywhere I go. Love it. He’s grown as an artist and yet, remained the same Maxwell we’ve come to know and love. Sho’ hope it won’t be another 8 years before we’re able to satisfy our musical cravings with new music.

Thought I treat you (and myself) to this live rendition of “Bad Habit” and dish up a poem I wrote a while back by the same title.

Enjoy both!

**Sho’ wish I could get to the final edited version of this piece. Alas, it is not to be. Well, not at the moment. Le Sigh **

Enjoy your day! Watch those “Bad Habits” - they can be addictive.

Smooches!
*~* MsJayye *~*

I know…it’s been more than a minute since I posted a poem (or almost anything LOL). BUT while it may have been a minute, please believe that I’m still in it! Wrote this piece earlier this year. May trim it down a bit. We’ll see what comes when I sit down to edit it later. It’s going to be part of Collection #2. (Yes, I do know when that collection will drop. No, I’m not telling. LOL) Enjoy!

with your actions
you pronounce me more foolish than words
piercing my poetic sensibilities
in the same offhanded manner
in which the edges of your lies
cut through my vulnerable heart
severing a heavy laboring emotional umbilical cord
until what was growing between us
aborted itself in the stark light from unspoken truths
we coexisted in such a sterile environment,
me sanitizing the truth of who you were
as if your ferragamo shoes and nightly glass of stoli
were the measure of the man you pretend to be
when truth revealed you to be more of a payless guy with old english tendencies
painting yourself as ready, willing and able
telling me that you were standing still
when in actuality you never stopped moving
because you know that lies travel the world
while truth slumbers
and you needed the head start
it matters not
my spirit is at peace
my heart is whole
my love upgraded against counterfeiters bearing smooth words
i turn down the invitation to dance with you under pale moonlight
but for love?
real love?
i dress myself in white, wrap a double strand of exotic beads around my waist,
and dance across the face of the sun barefooted

© Jackie Young ~ 2009