Poetry

               
                       Strut, by Nico Kern

LA Chic, Juju Heat


Upscale place, door opened

and all heads turned.
Ebony vision voodoo


Lady wearing navy blue
    pin striped suit.
Silver on her fingers, diamond in her ear
silk stockings, black pumps
    legs from there to here
high cheeks, white teeth, full lips.
Sleek and slinky jungle cat
    got a tat... somewhere.

Standing still strut, stroll with a roll
twitch of hip sit down
    on a dark bar stool.
Quick peak of a smile, flashing eyes 

flaming fire opal touch on the knee
    low down and dirty
Kind of woman make a man
jump back, sit down, catch his breath.


Turn a cold, windy winter night
into blazing heat, shade your face
    still and sweaty July noon.


DJO©September 3, 2010




 


One more piece

Sugar daddy gone
done went like they do
one day met someone younger
or just someone new.
Left me the ruby, the gadgets and the gold
paid rent for next month too
but took another piece, one more piece
of my sweet disposition. 

akaKeisha©August 24, 2010 







and now... a classic!

Phenomenal Woman

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Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Maya Angelou







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