Endless Gin

March 18, 2016

  Is it the bottom
Of this flask I seek?
I take a sip – and then another
And for the millionth time,
I peek

Should have died
A drunken shit
Yet here I sit
Waxing lyrical-
A spiritual miracle

This is the story of my escape
Rejection of a prisoner’s fate
I killed my jailer
An endless “djinn”
Warden
Of my self-imposed sin

Now I Live my life, neat
I run to the sun
On gifted feet, fleet…

Free of the crutch I no longer need-
Abandoned in tall grass gone to seed

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Chrysalism

March 16, 2016

  Awakened from dream

By a storm last night

At peace with the rain

And the thunder’s bite

My inner eye bright

In lightning’s white light

My vision unmarred

By life’s base deceptions

My mind unfettered

Blank slate at post inception

I see myself floating

Safe in my mother’s womb

While the world rages

Like the weather

Outside my room

And yet I know peace

Wrapped in calm chrysalism

Yet to be touched

By the cut

Of poor decisions-

I am suspended

Within life’s morn

Chaste in the eye

Of a living storm…

-DeRicki

Flat Black

March 14, 2016

My mood
Dark
As flat black
Asphalt-
Betrayed
By hope
Revealed
In light’s
Shy reflection

-DeRicki
[Photo: Juankarh Hernandez

 

Potter’s Clay

March 11, 2016

  My life
A potter’s clay
To mold
Tempered by both
Fire and cold.
Will I yield
Or contumant be-
Resisting my Maker’s
Shape for me?
Such form
Designed
To set me free.
Hence thwarted
By the plans of Man
I seek the touch
Of a Greater Hand…

-DeRicki

Life Lessons

March 11, 2016

  Life is full of cuts
And barbs and pricks and dings
Fire rages beneath the crucible-
My body
In this world of “things”

When my Maker brings the heat
I feel the sting
He smelts the silver of my soul
To reveal weaknesses
Adversity holds

Dross rises to the silver’s surface
There for me to scrape away
Or let sink back into my essence
To rise and mar another day

Life’s fiery lessons
Are but beauty on the journey
A gift,
My blessing…

-DeRicki

The Genuine Me

February 17, 2016

I saw a Facebook post the other day of a computer generated photo of how a living Michael Jackson would appear today without the major cosmetic reconstructions and skin lightening he chose. 

It showed a very distinguished and handsome black man. 

The comments varied as one might expect. But, I couldn’t help being reminded of a particular incident from my own past that helped me understand why he did what he did. 

I was around 13, and struggling with the insecurities of budding adolescence. I stood in front of a bathroom mirror tucking in my lips to make them look smaller, less…African.

This wasn’t enough, so I smeared heavy grease in my hair and began to aggressively brush my hair to the side, desperately trying to brush my naturally kinky hair straight. 

I wanted to be better looking. It was the 1960s, and the “black is beautiful” movement had yet to catch on in sleepy West Texas; so being better looking for an insecure black child meant looking “white.” This is a sad fact of American life. 

In a recent study, black and white children were presented a group of identical dolls, differentiated only by their skin tone, ranging from pale Aryan white to dark African black. Both black and white children consistently rated the lighter colored dolls as “intelligent, trustworthy, and good,” while the dark colored dolls were categorized by the children as “unintelligent, dishonest and bad.” 

As I stood in front of the mirror that day, trying unsuccessfully to reinvent myself as a “whiter,” more handsome DeRicki, I have to admit that if I had had MJ’s financial resources, I might have made some of the same decisions. 

Eventually, I learned to love the person that I am, and that I am continuing to become; but I feel concern for the children in that study. What will become of them? What can we do to ensure a more accepting and diverse world?

  

Getting the Ball Rolling

September 16, 2014

Getting the Ball Rolling.

This is a great article on momentum…and juggling. I bought a little juggling “kit” to give to someone a few years ago. It came with a “how to juggle” book and three small bean bags. It was such a neat gift that I bought one for myself. Lacking “momentum,” I never got around to it, but after reading this harthelps.wordpress.com blog, I am invigorated! (Gonna’ hit the Hobby Lobby today and see if I can’t find another kit, because my neglected one is no where to be found…)

Hart Helps

Final-Momentum-LogoMomentum is one hell of a thing.

Sometimes all it takes is a small nudge in the right direction, and the metaphorical snowball starts barreling down a hill at blinding speeds.

Little successes in one area of life, can easily and often translate over into others.

That’s why whenever I find myself in a rut, I try to learn something new.   It doesn’t have to be something cumbersome, or entirely practical even, just something novel. There are lots of small or fun things you can learn to do in less than a day.

Here are 24 skills you can learn in under 48 hours, with pretty amazing instructions.

I have tried my hand at many of those skills listed in the past year, and have had success with several of them.

Most notably though, would be my adventures in juggling.  If I had to suggest any one skill for you…

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