i thought u wuz real

i thought u wuz real.

 

I thought u

    were the fulfillment of my hopes and dreams

 

but it turned out

you were not what you seamed.

 

i thought u wuz real.

i think it was december

i think it was december;
there was a cold wisconsin wind
your love, i can remember
welcomed me like an old friend.


i remember it being cold,
‘cause we skated on the lake.
(the secrets that we told,
the love we used to make


the secrets that we shared
each filled with a kiss.
a love beyond compare;
that i truly miss)


on the first day the robins sang
God took you away.
now everytime i hear one sing,
i think of that day.


sure as there are stars above,
as far as i can remember,
i have never felt so loved.
i think it was december.


-- alexgeorge

The first step

I've decided that people must see me as someone they should respect, or they have no place in my life.
-me

#selfrespect, #lovingmyself

Word

Don't ask for something you can't (or won't) give.

     --author unknown.

I saw this quote on a friend's Facebook page, and most of my acquaintances came to mind.

This is a new year.

BE- Basement Elevation

Le Tour Eiffel

If you're going to stand for something, stand for something bigger, better, and greater than yourself. If you're going to sit for something, sit with outstretched hands holding water. Everyone falls down and everyone gets up. No one is ever truly defeated. We are all in this together.
--me

Wings

I’m growing wings

And one day  they’ll be mature enough-

                                      strong enough  to carry me high enough to see shade from the  distance

and go around it,

avoiding it before it gets a chance to cast a shadow on me. 

--alexgeorge

Sunny Side Up

I'm going to pretend 

you never existed,

because if you never existed,

then you never broke my heart.

and I can go through life 

feeling hopeful,

knowing that somewhere

God has a love 

with my name on it.

--alexgeorge

Black up

this is for some of you.
You forgot what it was like to remember
what your parents said.             what
                                       it was like


to grow up in the 40s and 50s;
some of you
you act as if we’ve always had the right to swim in the same pools
to drink out the same fountains
to love their men and their women.
to shit in their toilets

get together folks:

our parents were only qualified to clean those toilets


black yourselves up
or it will be done for you.

on a lower scale.

retro-
actively.

--AlexGeorge

Some days feel like just another stone in the path. If I don't make days like these special, I will never remember them. Here's to making it count; Every damn day.



--Alex George

Yours

My White Chocolate with Cinnamon Buttercreme frosting

Stop waiting on people to give you crumbs!

Learn 2

bake/
cook/
write/
produce/
create

what you like,
 in life

then you can have as many slices as you want,

if not the whole thing.

--Alex George 


this is a repost.

11.11.11

In January of this year I had planned on sitting at an outdoor cafe drinking espresso, in Paris, eating whatever the french eat for breakfast on 11/11/11, but  there's a saying about what happens while you're busy making plans. Life happens.  Anyway, plans were changed, and I'm spending it with my best friend in Berkeley California.
There's always next year, God-willing.

Today, I am 49 years old.  I thank God for letting me see this day. I only allow myself 5 minutes to feel old. Then I think of friends that died before they reached 35, and that point I feel grateful for seeing this age.
God has been really good to me.

I was told to make a wish today, at 11:11, and I'll do that. I'll wish the same things for which I pray about 5x a day or more. Guess what they are?

               on TWITTER

                          @alieux9000- Time has a wonderful way of showing us what (or who) really matters.

                                                                -Alexgeorge

My existence

"I live for good laughs, great friends, good family. I'm not a mere genetic accident of some sort. If someone questions my existence, I'm here for one reason -God wants it and I'll keep myself worthy of His decision."
-- alex george

Up In Flames

Dear friend:

         While I do appreciate your love for me,

          It

          has taken on

          a different

          form.

          Frustrated.

         Unrequited;

         what was once

          a

          small  sparkle in your eye

          has now

          spread

          like a fire,

          growing.

          expanding its boundaries.

          consuming  everything                   in        its path.

          nothing is left behind.

          not

          even

          me.

 --Alexgeorge

The Aunt Jemima Syndrome

                                                                                                                                For Billie Holiday

This is not a bio about me  alone.

some of us are even college-educated;

we come to work with smiles

on our faces like buttons strategically placed.

they are removed the second we leave.

we get callouses on our hands

and carpet burns on our knees

from scrubbing floors

and scrubbing the toilets

that we are not qualified

to piss or take a shit in.

this is not a bio about me alone.

we gladly cook the nine-course meals,

serve the food and cocktails

in black tuxedos and uniforms

and smile when/if smiled at

and sit in the kitchen eagerly waiting

along with the family dog

hungry for the scraps:

                #1-pig stomach lining (hogmaw)

                #2-pig intestines or guts (chittlin’s)

                #3-pigs feet

                #4-pig tongue, tail, & ears

                #5-pig brain (head cheese)

                #6-cow’s neck (neck bones)

                #7-ox tails

                #8-the tubular passage that extends from mouth to anus and functions in digestion                       and absorption of food and elimination of residual waste in birds (gizzards)

we gladly fetch

their slippers the newspaper

the mail and drive mr  and miss daisy and her kids

to the grocery store

and we walk where we need to go

in the pouring rain the heavy winds heavy snow in shoes two sizes too small

this is not a bio about me alone.

we get pistol-whipped stomped kicked to the curb

and beaten by cops whose actions are applauded

and the issue is taken lightly

and danced around and we get frustrated

and fight gunfire with gunfire,

even amongst ourselves.

this is not a bio about me alone.

no,

this is not a bio about me alone.

this is about all of us

who don’t know our places,

and step out of line. 

 --Alexgeorge

                                                              

                                                             

(I wrote this 30 years ago after watching a documentary  about Billie Holiday. During a scene, and I cant remember what it was- I remember her saying "I aint no damn Aunt                                 Jemima!"  and this poem came to me that night)

                                                           

A Note to Donnie, the Barber

Yo Donnie wassup??

I know I said I wanted dreadlocks
this time
(last time)
and I still do.
I want’em tight & neat
crowning the top
of my nappy head with frizzes at the ends,
and I want’em growing down my back
like Bob Marley’s, but this time
I can’t do it;
I gotta establish
myself again
as an intelligent educated black man
for an upcoming interview,
and I can’t give them any extra excuses
to prejudge me that they will already use,
despite my being more than qualified for the position.
so, cut it shorter this time, man.
Yo, Donnie, cut it real short and even.


But don’t cut any of the soul away. 

-- alexgeorge

one of the perks of human-ness is that we can speak of things yet unseen- we can hover in a world beyond that in which half our existence dwells...
thus falls the shadow of night to cover day. it's interesting that now is when i sing again... 
physically, i don't have all that i want and i'm easily cynical, but lately i've been more content than i have been. i know when, but not how
it started.
and i take it one day at a time. i'm on my way

For what is faith unless it is to believe what you do not see?

                                                                                   --Aurelius Augustine 

    sometimes what you're looking for is right around the corner.

Casey

I’m collecting all the lies told to me about me to protect me and I’m looking for the truth in each of those lies in order to discover who I really am. I’m making a new self from all the love of which I was deprived and from the bits and pieces of the love I did receive.

Won't Be Mine

u won't b mine.
i guarantee it.
one day i won't b your saviour
    sweeping u  up and out
of a life
that you keep running back to.

one day i'll be at the window
watching u thinning out into
nothing ness.
my hands wiped clean.
the feet faced forward.
moving.
on.
even if loving u
means
i have to change my # to a non-published #

u won't be mine.
eventually.
i guarantee it.
and poof,
you will be gone from my life instantly (?)
no matter how badly i want u back.
you will not be mine
(here's my new #)

--by alexgeorge   for The Xande