Doing the Wordpress Thing...

Hello my fellow readers. I wanted to let you all know that I will be posting here from time to time but I have my very own website now hosted by Wordpress. You can now feel free to find me there.Please come by and feel free to leave comments and stuff. I'd love to see you all! My new website is http://elliebloo.com come and see me sometime!

BBM: A Dick...At your Own Risk!!

         

            I must say I have been a Blackberry owner for many years and I love every phone I have had be it Blackberry or IPhone. This is not a BB vs. IPhone debate, for me they all have their own attributes. That beig said...

Let us have a chat about one of the best features ever created on Blackberry....

BBM!! The incomperable messenger loved by millions and I am one of those millions. 

I believe it's a wonderful way to make friends and keep in touch with your people. Now!... Sadly not many use it for it's intent. I am no prude by any chance and I love making friends but sadly I have come to realize, very few have any knowledge on BBM what friendship is supposed to be about or how a friendship begins. So many of the people on BBM are a bunch of sexually deprived perverts it makes me want to gag. There is hardly a conversation before the clown on the other end is sending you a pic of his deflated dick. Or confronting you with the dreaded ASL.

So here is my answer to that:

1. You can certainly tell I'm not a kid by my picture.
2. you can tell I'm female by my picture, unless you're blind.
3. I don't know yo ass so I'm not telling you where I live.

Does that clear it up any?

I am clearly exhausted of the sad ass low ballin men trying to get at my panties before they even look at my face, not respecting my relationship status and especially not respecting the fact that I already told you in my tagline not to come at me sideways.

NIGGA PLEASE!!

Do any of you really think that I am looking for a decrepid,sad ass, direspectful, dick whipping fool to spend my life with? Really?? Come on now.
My advice to all of you is this, If you have any inkling of any idea on how to treat a woman THAT'S NOT IT. Not a respectable one anyhow.

Get a grip and preferably not on your dick. Learn to speak to a womans mind and leave the dick for when she calls for it. Grow up, you are not 13 and I'm certain your hormones can be controlled. If they can't, know that I am not the one.

The warning has been issued!

There it Is

There it is
Where she put it last beside your heart
And you must believe
That she cares
for every other thought would be heresy
And you're a faithful man when you're not
Thinking of the woman you really want
To be with on those lonely nights when
Just ok won't satisfy
The longing for her pulls you
Fish on a hook
Her bait is so good
Satiated and never quite full
Of the mornings you'll never wake without her
Inside
Your mind
In hindsight you should have said yes
When she asked for forever


- BlooWriter

You 7/30

Velvet thunder



Your presence



Clutching at my heart



As feelings course through me



numerous as pomegranate seeds



Los Rodriguez



Have never been able to deflect the ingratiating hand



Of the right man



As I can never say no to you



You overwhelm me



Como me amas



Carajo! Con tanto fuego



As if it were hate trapped in a criminal mind



King me!!

Solid 6/30

Standing there
the glare on his face
Omnipotent
Drawn out and broken from silken marble
An angel without wings
The battle is forced upon him

Gone... 2/30

She will go like thunder

Not into the night either

But into the light

Becoming brighter as her skin looses it’s luster

Her breath it’s gusto

The eyes it’s shine



On the walls will be cast

The reflections of her identity

Beams of her simplicity

You never really did take her word for it

What you saw is what you got

Gold

In silver wrappings

But you never dug… her



Assumption has always been the mother of failure

And We Love.....Just like that.....

I love him
yes... I always did and I
will continue to do so
dispite the distance
at times
when he can't be
near me
I seep into my dreams of
him
in my shell
I keep
him
daily I breathe his name
simply one word at a time I explore his mind
and I am blind
to all else when I see me through his eyes...

He
loves me I know
when his shaddow passes
over my bed
my spirit in sleep I feel
him come
levitate my soul
and I rest in his heart
bent to fit perfectly in
his every crevice
designed for his imperfections.....

Complicated......

Complications of life are what I'm made of
I make the air I breathe into carbon
monoxide
poisoned and the water I drink seeps from
one end to the other of me
not without it's difficult travel
through mountains of sharp small
painful turns
curves trapped in un-seeming forms
a war within my cells
and the pretty smile of the shell above
crack the spine
truth lies beneath
the glass heart
and broken wings
flying a million miles
to redemption....

The Patch...dealing with Dialysis.....

                             I must say I haven't blogged for a few out of lazyness and life. things have been happening that everyone who loves me and most who know me have had a first row seat into. The truth is i have been pretty frightened for the past few weeks about where i am and where i am going and though my journal has witnessed much of my fear, my blog hasn't. So...

FOR THOSE WHO DON'T KNOW....
1. I recently found out i have kidney desease
2. I'm trying to find out what disabled really means cause as far as the world is concerned that's what i now am.
3. I'm still trying to be the backbone of my family, the hardass mom who can carry the world alone and it's getting old.
4. I am tring to get used to being hooked up to a machine 3 days a week.

So those are just a few of the drama induced issues i am trying to deal with right now. It is hard yes, and alone even harder though i am circled by people who really love me and i am forever grateful. Still....

The patch that covers my dialysis hook up on my right breast always reminds me of the fight i must now battle. I have been afraid but never enough to give up. I am here to stay and it's not solely out of faith but belief. I have come here for a purpose.... tis not achieved yet, ask me again in 40 years.

Death can not take you until you give it permission
It's wait unless God puts his foot down
is long with me
I will look at you carefully
as you will no doubt look at me
And still
I will STAND.....

Who told YOU I'm not Black?!

Who told YOU I’m not Black?!

Who told you I’m not black?

Let me bring you back

A time when the fields of my land

Were plowed with love

The skin of our back kissed by the sun

Not whips or straps

Have you forgotten the melanin in your skin

Runs bone deep

Mirate el negro detras de el oido

That black line you carry 

Runs down from your belly button

Down like an arrow

Signs you have chosen to elude

Brought forth the future colors of the rainbow Moreno

Mulato

Indigeno

Negro

Did you forget your name Manuel?

Oh! I forgot, you’re Manny

A-rod thru your people

Let me mix you like café con leche

Lighten them eyes boo

They cant really see you

But shit! You’re light

So we’ll claim you

Without giving a fuck that you annihilate your roots

With light and lovely

If you can afford  it

Bleach too

Except when its time to call la viejita

That use to cook for you

When you were snot nosed and naked en el sibao

At about two

Forgotten? No, that’s just you

When you started making the paper dude

And traded the tu for llu

The beauty of the land, the people

Who made you look like you do

YES! The stories of kings are true

NO! OUR ANCESTORS DID NOT come from zoo’s

It cant be hidden by your eyes of blue

Nigga it’s because of the love of black dick

That you got those too

When them Spanish peeps came

To the islands 

to cruise and abuse

Impregnating our queens in sets of two

You know how they do

that black ass was only good for interludes

In the dark

When you hit it from the back it aint black, just  phat ha!

You’ve seen it too

We cant change your color

True

But we can breed it out of you

Blend you and change you

Until there’s nothing you can do

But submit and believe

You’re one of us now

The big lips, kinky hair

And luscious bodies have now been reduced

A memory

Secret beat

You still hear it, sweet

In your bones that music never leaves

Your mother is Africa

It hears you speak

When it ends

Its where we plant our feet

It’s where we started

From where we departed

Blended by nations

Embedded throughout all of creation

No matter your station in life

Despite the strife

Its between these thighs

They came to reside

Before you try 

To cast us aside

Let me bring you back, to when you didn’t know that

Let me ask you one more time

WHO TOLD YOU I’M NOT BLACK!!

The Performance....By: BlooWriter

I'm gonna do this!! I HAVE TO DO THIS!

The day began.
I began. Nervous. The day I would perform.
I had my words ready. My stomach i will not speak for.

There would be quite a few other performers that night and I was certain they would all be much better than me. More talented, inspired and definitely less worried.

But I had to do this, dispite the gitters in my gut, the indicision, the honest belief that I would choke. And so I cluttered my mind and hands with things to do and decided the day would play out as it would.

I helped with the venue, greetings, laughing with the fabulous women who were there as well to share their words, their life experiences.

It gave me Strength, hope and the will to make it fly.
As the ladies gathered and began expressing their fears I realized I was among sisters in my very same shoes.
nervous ones
fearful ones...
and I knew i was among family.

As I took the stage encourgement sprang from every corner of the room and I knew then

I CAN DO THIS..

And i did.

I am Bloo

" I Am Bloo"

I am Bloo

It was so

from the first time

the word uttered from you

You found Me

within a simple word

created me from love and color

discovered my spirit

hidden within

Bold

Loving

Outstanding

Order

and decreased my shame

I am Bloo

without sorrow

pain or grief

You've given me my name