poem- silence


Silence ~ Mini-Poem
My Silence is sharper and cuts deeper than any two-edged Sword. Power is found in the absence of sound. Enemies and oppressors are enveloped disabled by my calm, quiet in Stillness of being.

Shawn L. Bird's avatarShawn L. Bird

In response to a poetheme prompt on Twitter, a micropoem:

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 My silence is my power
A weapon of contemplation
& distillation
The weapon of a sage,
enraged.

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Abs-Solution


Abs-Solution

Sometime around my 52nd Birthday Alien Body Snatchers had taken my normal hour glass figure and slowly began to replace it with a blobbity blob formless mass. I made the excuse that I was becoming Rubenesque like the paintings in the European Paintings section of the museum. Well that was a poor excuse since I’m living in the 21st Century and not the 15th, 16th or 17th Centuries!

The Old Age beings from an alternate universe and/or dimensions even had the nerve and audacity to hijack my salt & pepper hair leaving just the salt with no pepper!! My hair had literally turned white overnight!!

My Avatar ~ Cat Woman
My Avatar ~ Cat Woman

I even noticed that my formerly Michelle Obama perfect upper arms were beginning to exhibit turkey wing traits!!  Ugh!! No!!  I will never wear the dolmen sleeves! Evil age inducing extraterrestrials’!! Right then and then I made the choice to reclaim my body.

That middle-age spare tire mocked the belly button piercing I had gotten to commemorate my 50th Birthday in 2009! Yes I have and love my Tattoos and piercings. No I’m not going through some middle-age crisis.  I consider my body a living canvas and decorate it accordingly. Why should I turn down my self expression?  From the Funky 40s all the way to my Fabulous 50s Body Art is the Way to Go!!

 Turn Down For What?   http://youtu.be/gzi3gxg062c

Made the decision to return to the Summer of 42 not 1942 because I was not born or even thought of that year but Age 42 when I was at my physical peak.

I began my unofficial exercise program on Halloween my favorite holiday and my New Birth. Ramped it up in November 2013. I had the good fortune to be invited to a number of Birthday and Holiday parties in November and December and naturally I was on the dance floor at every party! Doing all these regular party favorite dances requires agility and endurance. That’s a workout within itself! Thanks to the Help, Encouragement & Support of two very good friends Matt Velez and Hadiiya Barbel I made my official entry into the Fab Abs Waist Wellness By Hadiiya Barbel program!! Hooray!!

Year of the Tiger!
Halloween 2013 ~ Year of the Tiger!!

Two Major Benefits that I noticed right off the bat were my back pain was 95% gone and no colds or infections since I began the Ab programs. So Dancing is great but Planking, Crunches/Sit-ups, Leg Lifts, Lunges, Stretches, Squats, and Jumping Jacks are even better. As with any exercise program I modify it to meet my needs. I know I have arthritis and bad knees so I do as much as I can but I try to up the ante every day. It’s not really a Challenge if you can’t increase your reps but I do my increases gradually and slowly. I feel that by the end of next month Feb or early March I should have Fab Abs. No New Years resolutions but achievable Fitness Goals!!

Alright now Family Let’s Get it Gangnam Style!!http://youtu.be/60MQ3AG1c8o

The Belly Beautiful shall Reign Again!!

 

To all my Abolicious SisterGirlFriends ~ Thanks for Inspiring me to the path of Health and Wellness!! Here’s to an Abtastic 2014!!

Cha Cha Slide Ladies!!

http://youtu.be/cb6pJ4AEOoI

 

December 2013 Party Time
December 2013 Party Time

 

Red Hair!! Red Lips!! A Fiery Spirit Blazes into 2014!!

 

poem- brush off


This poem says it all for all these Scrubs, Facebook MacDaddies and goes who want FWB hookups. No Scrubs ~ http://youtu.be/pKV8uSX2nEQ

Shawn L. Bird's avatarShawn L. Bird

Thanks for the compliment,

but I’m not interested.

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You seem like a nice guy,

and some girl will be lucky

to have you,

but I’m not interested.

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Look,

it’s like this,

to be honest,

I’m kind of repelled by you,

your breath is rank,

you have an unpleasant body odor

that is not masked by that cologne,

(which, by the way, I think

I’m allergic to)

your hair hasn’t been washed

in way too long

and the pustules erupting on your

forehead and your emaciated form,

do nothing to attract me.

The state of your clothing

suggests a negative cash flow.

So you see, I’m not interested.

I don’t need a Chippendale

or a millionaire,

but a little effort on your part

would help your cause.

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I’m not a bitch, buddy,

I’m just not interested.

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Plethora of Poems


Plethora of Poems

The Beauty of Zipporah

Little girl playing with make-up brushes and powders.

Imagining her grown-up days.

She is me. I was she playing with my Mommy’s Avon.

Hermes in the Hood ~ Our Ghetto Mercury

Young man perched atop his walker waiting at bus stop. Wings on his sneakers. Secretly envisaging flight in his heart. Yearning to dance gracefully on twisted limbs.

Hermes Shoes
Hermes Shoes

From Dusk to Dawn

I am that Shadowy writer moving effortlessly through time and space.

The Fly escaped from the ointment now on the wall unnoticed but listening, observing yet not observed.

Carefully chronicling lives off the bottom edge of the social pyramid. Outcasts, commuters, proles and misfits captured in words and pictures.

In the midst yet far from the realm of the vexing insanity and loitering bubbling mass hordes.

The day is beautiful but the nocturnal dominions beckon. Enthralling, enchanting and invigorating twilight wanderings.

Stardust mixed with fleshy moving throngs. Magical mystical allures of waning daylight hours when the masque is removed and truth revealed.