To A Marvin Gaye Song (1)

album cover- Tamla Records Motown 1973c.



Dancing to let's get it on

we move to a Marvin Gaye song

With your hips in my hands, as we sway

You whisper," Try it, baby!"

 Realizing that it takes two

 And it's sweet ass inner city blues

We do our thang, oh so free

 And I whisper," you're a special part of me"

My one and only, my pride and joy

Sweet like sugar for your mannish boy

Baby, you're all I need to get by

And there ain't no ( Valley low or ) mountain high

Enough to stop this euphoric feeling

Sensual, irresistible, sexual, healing

Yeah, how sweet it is to be loved by you,

especially, after I heard it though the grapevine that we were through.

T.C

I am Tim Clark  all rights reserved c. 2017

Beautiful Black Rose

She rose from her covers that winter morn

The hard cold floor felt like a bed of thorns

Her feet were use to it, at least I assume

This was her daily ritual, to their tiny bathroom

Where she peered into the cracked mirror

and bathed in the sink

Where she enjoyed the quiet of the morning,

a place she could think

Where she planned for her future

and the days of joy

Until reality set in and she had to wake the boys

and make sure they were dressed

and off to school

But, if there was a little cereal left,

for her, that would be cool

Even though, really, she had no time to eat

Cause, once she was done with them

she had to hit the streets

On that rough, tough ass side of town

where the game was thick and always around

Where the billboards advertise the american dream

as a lotto ticket, a forty, and a bottle of Jim beam

She made her way, Backpack in hand

to a frigid little bench at a shot up bus stand 

Where she sat in the cold and occupied her mind

with the answers to the test she stayed up all night to find

And with the hope one day that her ma wouldn't have to be

working twelve hour days to support their family

She bundled up, with a smile, as the wind whipped and swirled

This beautiful black rose in this cold ass world

T.C

I am Tim Clark  all rights reserved c. 2017

The Forest

From the edge of the forest we enter in

To mysterious shadows cloaked in sin

Inner fears, dark and involved

symbolizing issues, unresolved

To ominous trees and foreboding skies

Winding paths of disappointments and lies

Scary or sad or a combination of both

Or maybe, just maybe, test ground for growth

Randomly quizzing spirituality 

Rewarded by sunlight just beyond the trees

Discovering the nature of our natural state

Confronting fears, faith and fate

An emerging self from the hidden and untamed

Germinated seeds by soil and soaking rain

Or the soul in pain as we comb the woods

For meaning, purpose or something good

For self discovery is our means to an end

When from the edge of the forest we enter in

T.C

I am Tim Clark  all rights reserved c. 2017

The Fiery Horses

Seven Fiery horses run across the winter sky

Heaven's daily ritual unfolding before my eyes

So with alacrity and vigor, coursing through my veins

I yelled out rather brazenly, " Stop! Tell me your name!"

But instead the flames rose higher, their steady pace increased

A trail of possibilities were left smoldering by the beast

This left me quite bewildered, even angry by the slight

But the luminous, lady lunar bend my ear that very night

She assuaged my restless slumber with her lyrical lullaby

singing

"The fiery horses were opportunity, so tomorrow, don't let them just pass on by"

T.C

I am Tim Clark  all rights reserved c. 2017

Blue is

Blue is a calm, soothing, light

That suits my demeanor, day

and night

Blue is as endless as the sky

or the robes of the angels

Who live on high

Blue is as deep as the sea

and oceans of thoughts

that wash over me

Blue is bluesy as a BB King song

It's steadfast, reflective, intelligent

and strong

Blue is lasciviously yearning for 

enough

Divine, hard working and royal in blood

Blue symbolizes happiness and

 an intent to be true

It's a confident , healing, light

the color I favor is blue.

T.C

I am Tim Clark  all rights reserved c. 2017

I Meditate

I sit in the quiet of my mind

Racing thoughts their movements fading with time

I breathe in the rhythm of life

No time for manifestations

of petty squabbles, pain or strife

I am relaxed, in a calm, soothing, flow

The meditative vibrations of my voice

frequency low

I am owner of my space

Where the ease of equanimity

resides all over my face

I am in deep meditation

and it's an amazing revelation

T.C

I am Tim Clark  all rights reserved c. 2017

As Unstoppable As Water

As Unstoppable As Water

Salt water combined with air

crashing, calm, unfavorable or fair

Storms or sun are an inevitable fate

But, no dominion over the natural state

Pure, powerful, as vast as the sea

plunging like waterfalls in love with gravity

Supremely designed like ripples to wave

Rhythmically hypnotic 

Captivating the gaze

Imperfectly perfect

no judgement or fuss

The greatest wonders of the world

are people like us

Flawed and foolish

filled with promise unfulfilled

But unstoppable as water

flowing down a hill

T.C

I am Tim Clark  all rights reserved c. 2016