poetry

The misunderstanding of misunderstanding
I don’t understand what you won’t say
I am at a loss for what wasn’t heard
My ears went forward and your voice idled
What happened to our perfect love?
Our passion filled kisses? Soft Love? Deep talks?
I can’t talk with just myself about
what you weren’t saying
I can’t help us if you don’t help me
What you won’t share, makes me without
What you won’t give, I can’t receive
I can’t understand the not expressed
I feel misdirected by your purposeful non-informing
I am disinformed by your leaving our communication
The distance of not understanding is a misunderstanding in itself
The worse part of misunderstanding is it is imposed upon me
Not the not understanding of two people
trying to figure out a confusion
This is a disgreement in understanding
it is not innocent
it is passive agressive
It is the misunderstanding of your not talking
It is your Intent, not the not understanding
It is your directed hurt in the confusion
not the absence of knowledge in the not understanding
It is not just a misalignment of communication
It is a disconnect with your hand prints
It is an undermining not disguised
Not understanding still has love in it
This is misunderstanding
and my misunderstanding of it

poetry

Mommy
I miss you so much
I wish I could hold you
one more moment
I wish I could talk to you
one more time
I want to listen to you
one more day
How can I go on without my Mommy?
Did I love you how you loved me?
Did I do enough for the woman
who sacrificed anything
to be my everything
even when you had nothing?
Please forgive me Mommy
I miss you so much
No one no person no people
could love me the way you loved me
When I was wrong, bad, stubborn
disobedient and not listening
you soft and gentle love
guided me soothed me lifted me
I have fallen and fell
so many ways
and you raised me every time
How can I go on without my Mommy?
Never an angry voice
just sweet love
Did I appreciate the woman
who appreciated me?
Did I take care of the woman
who cared for me?
Did I wait on the woman
who had patience for me?
I have only one
just one
Mommy
I miss you so much Mommy
My heart is gone with you
My soul is with your soul
My breath is no more without your Love
Please forgive me Mommy
I pray that I am half the man
that you raised me to be twice the time
I am so lost without your Love
My Mommy was my first Love my true Love
my above Love my deepest Love the way Love
my over Love my loyal Love
When all other Loves left me
You held me and whispered
I love you my son and I always will
How can I go on without you Mommy?
I miss you so much

poetry

On the fifth day God created beauty
on the sixth day He pulled a rib from beauty
and called her Selamawit
I would have parted any water
just to be with you
As Moses fled Egypt,
I would have made my way to you
I would walk for 40 years
to look upon your face
I would come down the mountain
with poetry about your beauty
that only God’s finger
could etch on two tablets
I would have defeated David
God’s greatest warrior
to know your loving
I would have left my 1000 wives
to be with only you
I would have asked Elijah
for a double dose of your love
I would have wrote a hundred
more epistles about your beauty
God would have turned back time for
me just to be with you another day
I woud sit in any oven, any whale
to know your touch
I would cut off my own hair
to enjoy your kises
I would have walked on water
to be with such beauty as yours
I would ask Jesus to turn seven flowers
into countless red roses and white lilies
to show my love for you
I would ask John the Baptist
to bless my eyes to look into yours
I would slay any man with my slingshot
of jealousy
should he look upon your sexiness
I would hurt any man
with the jawbone of an ass
should he look upon your beauty
I would last through any flood
to know your kisses
I love you My Terrible

poetry

oo ahh
{ when i wave my hand, you say dis here }
oo aah oo oo ahh
{ now bounce dis here like dis here }
oo ahh oo oo ahh
{ let’s roll y’all }
to da first, ya’ll, to da one
oo aah oo oo ahh
when i first saw your face
my love begun
oo ahh oo oo ahh
to da second, y’all, to da two
oo ahh oo oo ahh
eyes so gorgeous, i fell into
oo ahh oo oo ahh
to da next, y’all, to da three
oo ahh oo oo ahh
your beauty, brains and badness
i want for me
oo ahh oo oo ahh
to da over, y’all, to da four
oo ahh oo oo ahh
My Terrible, your loving
I want more and more
and more and more
and more and more
oo ahh oo oo ahh
to da far, y’all to da five
oo ahh oo oo ahh
Damn it gurl, you make
me feel so alive
oo ahh oo oo ahh
to da side, y’all, to da six
oo ahh oo oo ahh
exotic, erotic, sexy and bad
kisses, bites, caresses and licks
oo ahh oo oo ahh
to da above, y’all, to da seven
oo ahh oo oo ahh
to my knees i bow
my gift from Heaven
oo ahh oo oo ahh
to da way, y’all, to da eight
oo ahh oo oo ahh
Marriage and babies
It’s our fate
oo ahh oo oo ahh
to da by, y’all, to da nine
oo ahh oo oo ahh
ewedishallo fikir
I am yours, you are mine
oo ahh oo oo ahh
to da ten, y’all, to da end
oo ahh oo oo ahh
to da end, y’all to da ten
oo ahh oo oo ahh
{ say fast }
I want you
I crave you
I miss you
I need you
I love you
for my Life to begin.
oo ahh oo oo ahh
ahh oo ahh ahh oo

poetry

My feelings were feeling what they were feeling what they felt when I was feeling about the feeling I felt for you, because I felt missing feelings for you. I felt for you because I was missing you when I missed you on the days I missed you and the missing I missed when I missed missing you. My feelings went missing on those days I missed my feelings for you. The feelings I had when I missed you were missing in the other feelings I felt when I missed you. I miss you because of those feelings. I missed being a person that had someone to miss. I missed being a man that missed missing his woman who missed missing him. I missed feeling the feeling for the feelings that this man felt for his woman. What I felt wasn’t feelings because they were missing, I missed you and those feelings I felt about you when I missed you and those feelings of missing.
I love you and I love the love that loved the love that Love gave us to miss and feel. I missed the feeling of our love when I felt when our feelings of love and the love of our feelings. I love you and our love for our love. I felt this missing of our love feeling of our feeling love of Love itself. I miss the feeling of our feeling loves and the love that we felt when we felt and missed our love. I loved Love for giving us love and I loved Love when I missed that feeling of love that Love gave us. I missed Love when I missed your feelings of love. My love was lost without your love of our love.
My feelings were missing without feeling the feelings I felt for your feelings. Even my feelings about Love itself was missing. My love had no love. My feelings had no feelings. My missing was missing. I was without. Not with. I was not. I was incomplete. I was not complete. I was short of. I was behind finite. I was not full. I was empty. I was full of empty and empty of full. I was empty of love, of feelings, of missing. I was full of missing missing and the missing of love and missing the love of feeling you. I missed loving you. I don’t want to feel what I felt when I felt what I felt when my feelings felt that missing for missing your feelings.
I am now who I was before this past of after the new new after the yesterday of pasts. I am who I was before I felt what I was missing your love. I am again who I was before I was new again. I had no missing of love before your love and no feelings of missing feelings of love or loving the feeling of being able to miss them because of the love of the feeling of missing feelings of love. I was without them before your love and I felt those feelings of feelings and loved your love. Now I am a man who wants to feel and love and miss the feelings of your love and I desire the the feeling of the feelings I love when I feel my only love. I feel again because I feel again. I love because I love again. I miss because I miss again. I missed feeling these feelings of feeling feelings and loving of loving love of missing the missing of missing missing.
Sometimes it takes a feeling of missing what you were missing before you didnt miss to feel the love of a love that you didnt feel before or miss the feeling of before because you had no love or the feeling to miss before. Now that love is again and again love is, now that missing missing is missing and feeling feelings are felt again. I am now who I wanted to be before when I was the man before the man I am now. In love with my Selamawit.

poetry

untitled
{of course}
Did I wake up on the middle side
of anywhere?
My thoughts have been unchained
I feel them everywhere
and nowhere
in here they argue and fornicate
with my words
over there my emotions idly run amok
my feelings race and lose against themselves
my wants and needs
I don’t know which are who
or who wasn’t which
they talk and walk like each other
disguises each knows
are fooling not the other
My mind in your brain strays to somewhere
because nowhere was it invited
your needs and my wants
claim empty victories each battle
losing every full war
our emotions and thoughts stroll carelessly
with anxiety naked fully clothed
in here my anything of your something
is the end of the our beginning
and the beginning of no one’s end
which makes everything nothing
and our nothing everything
all the time
because of the waste of our time
and Time
not one thing is pure or independent
in somewhere
they are mixtures of thoughts and punctuations
combinations of feelings and words
concoctions of ideas and consonants
togethered concepts and vowels
gathered emotions and letters
anti-anarchy is embraced and rebelled
I blink your eyes
you say my words
your left is not my right
we bump too often
not going in the same different direction
then there is a non-time within Time
that seperated time and times
after our first time, before our real Time
Time was almost lost in somewhere
nowhere almost took our time
but now we are in everywhere
where Time has time again
because Love was given time
sweet simple togetherness
our future is not talked about
in determined distant hushes
with weakened eyes of far away hope
but in firm confident tones of looks
our preyed upon is prayed upon
Love has been fought for
with love that comes from God
all is near again
our yesterday bowed our morn
all at once
and in totality
our thoughts march in regimented lines
our emotions follow in alphabetical order
our feelings are in unison with our efforts
our wishes and dreams hold hands
with our wants and needs
diligence and resolve touch foreheads
God’s love is Love
God’s love is Time
God’s love is Life
Love is Queen.
all hail Love
God’s Love

Selamawit Assefa, my beauty

  Her Indian side                            gorgeous                                           looking for mischief                   sexy          Her Ethiopian side                                                                         all dat hair…wow          Her Muslim side                                                                 My beautiful love. My heart

Selamawit Assefa. My Love

I miss home

  Lil Messie                                                                                                                     Jerusalum. Sea of Galileo                                                                                         Selamawit                                       Mommy