You crave my honey-glazed legs,
relish my breasts with practiced flair.
You chip my wings mid-conversation,
While dissecting my dressing,
Too raunchy, too clingy
never quite suited to your taste.
You want me plated just right:
thighs weighed in grams,
skin stretched to your appetite,
injected for volume, deboned for ease.
my fear tenderized for flavor.
Still, palate demands more
side dishes to seasoned
to disguise the ravine taste buds.
I am your blistered indulgence,
charred silhouette served hot,
just a piece of meat.
But my journey to the plate
lasted sixty days crammed,
in a A4 sized cage
under heat lamps.
I cried once. But here,
crying is considered inefficient.
They said my flesh would serve a heavenly purpose-
add protein to your ambition.
But even my bones bore devotion
chewed, splintered and sucked clean.
Categories:
tenderized, allegory,
Form: Free verse
I saw you
tip toe through the change
Unflatteringly and seamlessly
You turned from Summer to August
The forebode was bothered
I was sleeveless until you found me
That Tempest wind
with its own perilous sermonizing
The dull fruits were harbingers
from another's basket
Clumps of tenderized grass
ebbing in its lost impress
You scoffed at me
whilst I unwelcomed you
Ill affording me
in the ruffled cross hairs
of spite
Categories:
tenderized, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
The ocean is a wild beast that I approach cautiously.
I submit to its undertow. It makes me laugh expansively.
I dive in, never turn my back, never quite relaxing.
It wants to rush at me, my irises on pins and needles.
A wave becomes a wall, tugs sand from my soles.
Joyful duet of wind and surf, salt and coconut oil.
I’d run from your potent power, when you’re enraged.
But I feel coddled, serene in your sweet rock’n lullaby.
pay attention, don’t be flippant.
hurricane fool’s gold
color of its eye’s smart
furious body
with draconic scales that chew
up a crew, its sails with ship
bodies buried, some scoundrels survive.
allows for great whites
to float under the riff raff
afloat for seconds
humorous gaff of the sea
its tenderized meat
hidden away in God’s shadow, a treasure.
sweet rock’n lull’by
for one who respects elders
Moses’ mother prays
as zephyr-salt, warm blue skies
gently guide love back to shore
Categories:
tenderized, sea,
Form: Other
I heard an angel the other night from deep inside my heart
she sifted through my senses
like liquid light
It was an auditory worship
of the most beautiful kind
like the sounding of a cymbal,
from somewhere deep inside
Extracting me from worldly woes,
clairaudient delight
totality of soul with tenderized confide
A tethered sound of wings
fluttered through my mind,
and just before I fell asleep, she harked from deep inside
I hear your thoughts, I know your heart
I am your counterpart
Feel free to roam inside this fluid gate,
until your netherworld abates.
Categories:
tenderized, angel, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
No music
uplifting, soft or loud.
My nerves and liver
have been tenderized
with traumatic alcohol tremors all night.
Be gentle as I descend the stairs
a pale ghost of myself.
No, no fried eggs or smoked kippers!
Black coffee perhaps,
but keep pouring it over my head
until I awake.
Categories:
tenderized, poetry,
Form: Free verse
As the tenderizing tenderloin rub his meat.
The antibiotics circulated through his veins
ran down beneath his feet. The taste is off
but memorizing my mouth, as I swallow his
flavors I began to have doubts.
Marinating over night with different flavors,
as he leaves the fridge I lay to rest. I
overshadowed the instructions to meat the end,
I grab the brush to serenade the mood.
I rub down the kinks.
He's at his peak, as the aroma sets in; my mouth
waters as his meats slides In. The juices are
warm as I expected the timer has one second.
I climax as the time vibrates to the
end I enjoy every bite until the very end.
I tenderize that meat well that day.
Categories:
tenderized, food, sensual,
Form: Free verse
It’s not that I am not afraid,
It’s just that I am not scared
We shall not overcome…
For the liberated sufferer
Knows that God defeats all evil:
Consummating victory…
And the only thing to be
Afraid of is that it may not be
Realized that there is no victory
Independent of faithful battle…
I’m not afraid, just scared
That some may forget that we are
Children of the Exodus…
Surviving heirs of those Ancestors
Who were welled acquainted
With suffering pandemonium
And that this present pandemic scare
Will be overcome…
And we can get back to the struggle
Against injustice promoting distancing
Social and economic inequalities
Spanning our ethnic and gender categories...
Categories:
tenderized, america, analogy, courage, discrimination,
Form: Prose Poetry
tenderized neck bone ~
the ancient one sinks her pulse
dire with sharpened fangs
perplexed her face drains
from purity to pallid ~
eclipse of the moon
she weeps at her wake
arrayed in satiny black
shakes herself to sleep
the blood moon brings her
a perpetual nightmare
candles of his eyes
her tears fail to stain
and soon she must grow hungry
his fate her fate now
snow white, razor sharp
piercing her first victim hurts
the first time the worst
5/31/2019
Categories:
tenderized, dark,
Form: Choka
The fake postman under the spell of your sob story
had dropped the forty-ninth letter in nine months
Envelope stained with cerise lipstick, perfumed with promises,
sealed with the saintliest of tears.
Your best ammunition had met my firewall
Shrapnels dropped like snowballs at my feet
You knew I still missed you to the bone
Turning to meet you I see the circle
I cringe like a mouse that recognized the trap
written, "We can still build our future together again"
My tenderized heart gathering its hewn
stones thrown far apart when you showed me my old aftershave
telling how you smell it to
sleep for five years
I fought tears refusing to water the old garden
of our broken love.
I can not return, Never!
Hell is heaven when it cries for lost prey
I had smelt the quicksand beneath your rosy bed
"Forgive me" I spat
Feeling for my tourniquet dripping fast
"I choose to be doomed with my decision.
I have moved on."
Categories:
tenderized, confusion, longing, lost love,
Form: Free verse
Kopastetic
Not even barely breathing chest thumping like a tamburine n
Trying to be decent
But the whole situation has my chest wheezing head pounding heart leaking for what a bloodclot reason.
The explanation was just weak why not admit defeat when got the speaking
It just ain't kosher if shoe was on the other foot I'd be bowled over tenderized n put in the George forman
roll-toaster-ry
Open dialect with open mindedness
Even said of how I'm understanding this
Even tho I was so heated I was shaking n
This isn't the end becuz it was turned around on me of past tense
I couldn't even believe this but it did
Get to that extent
Yet it made no sense I open up this hidden agenda that wouldn't have been exposed if I wouldn't have
looked for why my body had sleep kept from me ......peace
Categories:
tenderized, adventure, forgivenessme,
Form: Rhyme