Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Fire and Ice (This was written after some red wine!! Do not take too seriously please…)

When I met u
I loved u,
U spoke of family
So softly
Just united
Not divided,
U r my love, my passion,
Not just a welfare ration,
U r black-I am white,
I came from Luxemburg,
And I am no iceberg,
I want to grow with u,
I want to fcuk with u,
U r my man,
One of the clan
in my dream
let me dream!

© Katrina M. Joiner. (BSC Nursing, R.N.) Unsuccessful arts degree candidate !!!

So There

u don’t understand the conviction of practicality
u don't understand the conviction of luve
u don't care about walking in front of cars
u don't care about finance in a socially acceptable way
u see travel as something 4 the mobile classes u not included
u want a car an office mobile phone just 2 say u r ok
u won’t draw paint write take photos until u r ready........


©Katrina M. Joiner. (BSC Nursing, R.N.) Unsuccessful arts degree candidate !!!

Rave

i remember being in the cab,
it was not drab,
it was ok by me, but the fair was too expensive,

i know about that room
it had no gloom,
the reason for that was the heart attack sign

it is always the mineral that people search 4
the gold the sin and the frankincense
and i know i am write for the first time in my life.

©Katrina M. Joiner. (BSC Nursing, R.N.) Unsuccessful arts degree candidate !!!