tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83054785770571754932024-02-20T13:43:57.674-08:00The Undaunted PoetSports reporter/author/poet Andre D. Williams writes routine spoken word poetry that touches on sports, life, politics and love. Williams is the author of "Unleashed," published in 2005 by PublishAmerica, which touches on life, power and family. His second book, "Undaunted," was recently released by Ebony Energy Publishing out of Chicago.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.comBlogger121125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-35554769804740935792010-05-06T20:11:00.000-07:002010-05-06T20:14:40.293-07:00SistasThey represent the cream of the crop of women,<br />Precious in every way, <br />Both chocolate and red to the bone,<br />Bright, intelligent, sporting PhD’s in what matters most,<br />Which is being sistas,<br />Strongly opinionated, great in the kitchen, the sack<br />Just passionate,<br />The fulfillment of the black man’s dreams, <br />So considering that, I must ask?<br />Why do so many black men love white women?<br />Is it their hair? Their eyes?<br />I ask, ‘cause sistas have the total package,<br />Long, short, curly, straight hair,<br />Even shaved heads<br />And it’s all lovely, natural, <br />Except for the weave-weavers<br />And sistas have eyes that are both inviting and alluring,<br />Maybe some black men want white women <br />for arm pieces<br />But a sista stands out like a queen,<br />Sparking Sparkling with both beauty and knowledge.<br />If you’re a black man and you don’t have one, <br />Better strongly seek one,<br />Though it may be too late for O.J.<br />What sista wants him?<br />He must have never known what I know<br />And what I hope most brothers know,<br />That sistas are out there in every shape and shade,<br />Ready and willing to love<br />And be unyieldingly loved back.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-30871391189536478412010-05-06T08:36:00.000-07:002010-05-06T08:37:46.819-07:00Oh Bless NABJ(Performed at NABJ's 30th Convention in Atlanta in 2005)<br />Bless, oh bless, yes we all must<br />Bless our founders, the 44 men and women<br />Of distinguished ability, knowledge<br />Of masterful command on keyboards and microphones.<br /><br />Who on Dec. 12, 1975 in Washington, D.C., formulated <br />The Nobly Acclaimed, Beautiful and very Justified,<br />Then, now and for years to come<br />Nationally strong and united<br />National Association of Black Journalists<br />Oh bless, yes bless we all must.<br /><br />And thank those trailblazing reporters from Philadelphia<br />Acel Moore, Chuck Stone and Claude Lewis among others<br />Such as the late, once riveting and inviting<br /> Vernon Jarrett of the Chicago Tribune,<br />And the once great, long since deceased Max Robinson,<br />The man with the voice that once captivated the nation’s capital<br />As one of the founding women, Maureen Bunyan still does<br />And other female pioneers of media excellence<br />Norma Adams-Wade from the Dallas Morning News,<br />Sandra Rosen Dillard from the Denver Post<br />And Mal Johnson, who was once legendary at Cox Broadcasting.<br /><br />Just as legendary in NABJ along with all the other founders<br />For they have laid the groundwork, established the mission<br />For which helps the thousands of NABJ memberscontinue to thrive and drive forward.<br />A mission that's fueled by determination<br />For more elevation and job promotions<br />From the smallest to the largest newspapers, radio and TV stations<br />From frigid Boston, Buffalo, Pittsburgh and Minneapolis<br />From the Big Apple, Philadelphia and Chicago, cities with oh-so-lovely skylines<br />To Hotlanta, Miami, Orlando, Dallas and Southern Cali.<br /><br />Oh bless, yes we bless and thank our founders<br />While also applauding black-owned newspapers,<br />Our nation's oldest in the Philadelphia Tribune<br />And the Afro-American in Baltimore,pages of which the legendary Sam Lacy<br />once graced with delightful and insightful words <br />And, for those who do not know but need to know,<br />Lacy also played a major role in Jackie Robinson breaking<br />Major League baseball’s color barrier in 1945.<br /><br />Oh yes, that's why we bless<br />Why we as a whole continue so ambitiously<br />With strong minds, beating hearts,<br />Unbreakable will, undeniable chase for continued progress<br /><br />Oh yes, yes for NABJ is large and will become larger,<br />Mighty and even mightier as long as NABJ's current and soon-to-be-members<br />Just stay on course, focused to build stronger bonds and friendships<br />Focused to stamp and plant our handprints and footprints all over this country<br />Focused to just be as our founders surely hoped<br />And that is journalists always on the move<br />While always making note that we are proud members of NABJ.<br /><br />For NABJ is about helping black journalists rise<br />For NABJ is about helping to open doors, gates, and most of all<br />The minds of potential employers to what journalists of color really offer<br />Through the use of our fingers, voices, creative minds<br />For NABJ is an organization about helping dreams come true<br />For NABJ is about love and respect<br />As our founders obviously had<br />As all our past presidents who carried us into our 30th anniversary<br />And future presidents who'll lead us forward even more UNITED<br />In quests to maintain the strength and integrity of our organization<br />An organization that, bless its heart<br />Will remain proud and very accomplished and solidified<br />Through the continuous hustle and bustle of our organization's members<br />As time ages on, Bless, oh blessed, yes we are.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-4650865091863834142010-04-14T09:06:00.001-07:002010-04-14T09:06:47.154-07:00Knocking to Get AheadKnock, knock<br />Nobody’s actually at the door<br />That’s just me and my determination<br />Me and my unbreakable will<br />Knock, knock<br />Just me<br />Knocking hard, long<br />Wanting, seeking the right door to walk though<br />Knock, knock<br />A purposeful journey I’ve been on my entire life<br />Knock, knock, knock with me if you will<br />For we all must knock someday<br />On the right doors<br />Knock to get ahead<br />Knock to settle desires, dreams, missions of long desires<br />Knock, knock<br />Oh society, you know, sometimes tries to prevent us from knocking<br />And getting ahead<br />But knock, knock, knock, knock<br />I’ll knock every day, numerous times<br />Because I can not reached my destined path if I do not knock<br />Neither can you<br />Knock, knock.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-91476151140468048422010-04-11T19:42:00.000-07:002010-04-11T19:43:13.687-07:00Paradise Between the SheetsEither side I roll in my bed<br />There’s no comfort, no warmth to be stimulated by<br />And a heating pad will not do<br />Warm towel<br />Just you and the heat from your body<br />Just you and the sizzling feeling you create<br />So, without you next to me<br />My bed is cold, lonely<br />But as I lay, I reflect on the times I’ve laid next to you<br />Cuddled and content<br />Wanting time to go ever so slow<br />As we melt deeper into each other<br />Passion of lay, elation of love<br />Everything I could ever imagine<br />All that I want again<br />All that only you can provide<br />No other woman<br />For paradise only exists between the sheets with you by my side.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-59475776018294785272010-04-11T06:59:00.000-07:002010-04-11T07:00:22.870-07:00Fueled By DeterminationI rise each morning<br />Fueled by desire out of the norm<br />Brimming with hope<br />Dreams flashing, goals apparently within reach<br />My world<br />No other way<br />For I and you too must feel as though no matter what<br />You will conquer<br />No obstacle big enough to prevent<br />My mission statement each day that I rise<br />Glory as the mission<br />Determination as my fuel to achieve.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-78078796116002826092010-03-06T13:09:00.001-08:002010-03-06T13:09:53.857-08:00Pleasing YouThe things I desire to do with you<br />A dance on top of Sugar Loaf Mountain<br />A waltz down the Atlantic City boardwalk<br />A skip through the Las Vegas sand<br />A cocktail-sipping journey down Bourbon Street<br />Romance in the gorgeous Poconos<br />Sun bathing on Miami or Venice Beach<br />You in the bikini, me in, oh a pair of shorts or so<br />You and I<br />The woman I desire to do so much with<br />So, given so, may I have your ear<br />You must know<br />I desire so<br />Because my heart has been touched by you<br />Now you have it<br />My mind is focused on you<br />And when I think of anything great I want to do<br />I’ll think of you<br />And, of course, want you hand-in-hand with me<br />The best, absolute best<br />Write this down<br />The best, absolute best<br />Woman that I know, that I desire<br />That I will forever love<br />Forever, yes<br />Because I’ve waited my entire life to meet a woman who could make my heart jump out and dance around<br />Who could make me shout, yessssss<br />Who, by the grace of God<br />I was fortunate to meet<br />And now with sincerity of heart<br />My mission is to love and please you by all means possible.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-89600053396585108852010-02-26T07:17:00.001-08:002010-02-26T07:17:55.391-08:00Everlasting Beauty<a href="http://bit.ly/blFcSx" target="_blank">http://bit.ly/blFcSx</a><br />You are so many highways, rivers<br />Mountain tops, pastures of waiting beauty away<br />But I still feel you close<br />Your smell, your glow<br />Your walk of grace<br />Even your touch<br />For it’s lasting, ongoing refreshment<br />Sizzles me like never before<br />Because you’re hot<br />Fabulous, marvelous<br />A woman worth any long highway drive<br />River swim<br />Mountain-to-mountain top jump<br />Beauty that’s everlasting in my mind.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-29198451476148638502010-02-25T13:38:00.000-08:002010-02-25T13:39:51.804-08:00Perfectly Satisfied With YouPlease do not ask me to look away from you<br />Though I know I stare a lot<br />Just can’t help myself<br />See because when I look at you<br />I see beauty and perfectionI see sizzle, dazzle<br />All that is poppin’<br />Sweetness and completeness<br />So I stare and stare<br />So marvelous<br />Fabulous<br />Delicious<br />So what makes me tick and tick<br />For mere sight of you creates amazing buzz<br />Revs me to the highest level<br />Wanting nothing more than to scoop you up<br />Ever lightly, yet passionately<br />And hold you softly, yet firmly<br />Then kiss you and kiss you and kiss you<br />As I escape deeper and deeper into your eyes<br />Beauty and perfection<br />Satisfaction beyond what I only ever imagined<br />But now have within my eyesight, touching and kissing range<br />Such a heart-pounding joy.<br /> <a href="http://bit.ly/blFcSx" target="_blank">http://bit.ly/blFcSx</a>Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-10538639061798419462010-02-24T11:04:00.000-08:002010-02-24T11:06:25.382-08:00VictoryExcerpt from Undaunted<br /><a href="http://bit.ly/blFcSx" target="_blank">http://bit.ly/blFcSx</a><br />Victory, yes victory<br />For victory, if you really think about it<br />Is just being you and not somebody that’s fake<br />Greedy and deceitful<br />Just you, champion to yourself and your family<br />For when you have control, a handle on yourself<br />Your ambitions, drive, sense of mind<br />You just have it—victory, your victory<br />But right now my victory<br />For I am fulfilled.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-26387343244180396412010-02-09T10:28:00.001-08:002010-02-09T10:28:36.215-08:00The Dead At PeaceWho dat<br />New Orleans can say it now, shout it, do so with pride<br />But everybody knows who dat<br />Super Bowl champs<br />From a city once again electric<br />Full of drunken fools dancing in the street<br />But, on the real, they’re not alone in the dark of night<br />For the spirits of Hurricane Katrina victims dance with them<br />‘Cause it’s still there city too for they’ll never be forgotten<br />So amidst the trumpets and guitars, saxophones and drums<br />Maybe somebody now sill listen as the dead also sings<br />“Oh New Orleans, miss you, love you, congrats Saints<br />Keep on marching<br />And now let us go back and rest happily in peace.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-71154021464529213162010-02-08T07:57:00.001-08:002010-02-08T07:58:07.093-08:00Forever Gone (Hurricane Katrina Remembered)Nobody hears them now<br />Unfortunately so,<br />But nobody heard them then<br />When their screams were loud<br />Or saw their trickling tears because of fears<br />Of existence no more<br />Because of overflow waters and sewage and insanity<br />And willpower gone, vanished because of souls tarnished<br />But only if somebody had listened, somebody of authority<br />Of national command<br />Of strong morals<br />Maybe the caskets would not have been so vast<br />With body after body, thousands in devastating count<br />As New Orleans, city of once sweet-sounding jazz,<br />All night dancing and drinking just getting washed away<br />All the electricity and good food<br />All the happiness turned into dimness<br />And all because nobody heard them<br />Their pleas, prayers for life extension<br />Because of what they saw, heard in high volume<br />Because of the speed and power, mercilessness<br />Oh Katrina, the hurricane that killed dreams, jobs<br />Far too many lives, good people, unsuspecting, maybe suspecting because of the repeated warnings,<br />“Get out of town and run and live to talk and eat, maybe, laugh another day,”<br />But far too many were helpless, not enough money in pocket or bank to escape<br />Escape the wrath of the mighty, mighty<br />swift-moving waters<br />That turned the city of New Orleans into a city<br />of the swimming dead<br />Unfortunately, so, so sadly<br />Because now nobody will ever hear them again.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-11718752370523827742010-01-09T12:30:00.000-08:002010-01-09T12:34:53.921-08:00Poem: Michael Vick's Conditional ReturnMichael Vick<br />Back in the NFL, a revitalized, reformed man<br />Out of his prison jump suit and back into an NFL uniform<br />Midnight Green as a Philadelphia Eagles quarterback<br />D-McNabb’s backup<br />His longtime friend, now mentor as the reinvention of one of the NFL’s most dazzling, exciting open field players begins<br />Amid speculation<br />Of what can Vick still accomplish with his sleek-feet and strong arm<br />Given that he’s still athletic, described as lightening in a bottle by his new teammate, center Jamaal Jackson<br />And, yes, Vick can still fly, still has graceAnd ambition?<br />Oh, we’re all waiting to see<br />Waiting to see if, after a 23-month federal prison sentence, he can still take over a game<br />Make defensive linemen look like they’re stuck in quick sand<br />Linebackers nearly break their ankles trying to tackle him<br />Yes, with intrigue, curiosity, we all wait<br />Dog owners, dog lovers, whether they hate him or not<br />Waiting to see if he can dash and flash, still knows how to slash<br />And all, you see, for the very reason that helps our country heal<br />That being sports, that being the power and appeal of an athlete<br />For sports is the ultimate healer<br />Can help clear demons<br />Can help rectify<br />And Michael Vick has a whole lot of rectifying to do for his merciless past crimes with dogs<br />But he paid his dues, spent his time behind bars, lost millions and marketing power<br />His life will never be the same again<br />But he’s back in the NFL, the game he’s always loved<br />Will play before and perhaps delight fans in Philly who once cheered against him<br />Some may boo in his NFL debut against him<br />But after one touchdown or two, one elusive open field move, electrifying run<br />We’ll all see how much perception of Vick changes<br />May not be fast, but every man deserves the chance to prove his remorse<br />To prove that he’s rehabilitated<br />To prove that he can be a positive influence in life away from the field as well as on it<br />Both major keys to the full comeback of Michael Vick<br />A great football player again, and we can all only hope, a better man<br />At peace within himself<br />His criminal acts behind him<br />Life, the NFL ahead<br />And perhaps forgiveness by people who now say that they hate him<br />But that is not God’s way<br />So, if Vick is indeed reformed, remorseful<br />Then his return to the NFL deserves to be more welcomed than hated.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-74861692391162698272010-01-09T10:04:00.001-08:002010-01-09T10:05:19.816-08:00Dallas vs. Philadelphia ShowdownSo, here it goes<br />Philadelphia vs. Dallas<br />Birds against Cowboys<br />Some say Cowgirls, but Cowgirls dance<br />Not shoot, not stomp<br />Run wild? Well, yes Cowgirls do, but so too does these Cowboys<br />Twice whipping the Eagles this season<br />But pride, oh no, Dallas has not taken it away<br />So here it is Philly vs. Dallas<br /> NFC wild-card game, winner move on, loser head on outta here<br />Gotta love it, the NFL playoffs, pressure-cooker stuff at its best<br />The season hanging in the balance each game for each team<br />Cliffhanging stuff<br />And a cliffhanger come to think about is what the Eagles have been on all season<br />From training camp where there was the crushing death of longtime defensive coordinator Jim Johnson<br />To season-ending injuries of MIKE Stewart Bradley and rookie tight end Cornelius Ingram<br />And there was that out-on-the-town-turned-bad-night for defensive end Juqua Parker<br />Arrested for apparently having a joint in his possession<br />A wrist slapper, a minor distraction<br />Of which nobody really cared about them, not putting high in the memory banks now<br />Just part of the season, a long one<br />One that tonight in Texas could come to an end<br />Maybe not<br />Maybe not because Donovan McNabb will introduce Fly McNabb and pass all over Cowboys Stadium and into the hands of Pro Bowler DeSean Jackson and rookie Jeremy Maclin or tight end Brent Celek<br />Or Kevin Curtis, yeah, remember him, or Brian Westbrook, yes, this may be No. 36’s time to shine in a season of more downs than ups for the veteran running back<br />It’s on, no doubt, must be on<br />So, behind Fly McNabb the Eagles must bounce back from the 24-0 loss to Dallas last week<br />From humiliation<br />As they did after an Oct. 18 loss to the bumbling, stumbling Oakland Raiders, 13-9<br />Whipped the Washington Redskins the following week, 27-17, then tore into the New York Giants, 40-17,<br />Then uh oh, Dallas paid Philly a visit, Cowboys with a star on their helmet<br />And Dallas, helped by a fourth quarter Tony Romo-to-Miles Austin 49-yard TD pass, prevailed 20-16<br />A nail-biter, typical Dallas-Philly<br />Gut-wrenching stuff<br />What tonight may be in the final showdown of this season between longtime rivals<br />Bang, bang<br />Yes, it’s on<br />Dallas vs. Philly<br />Birds vs. Cowboys<br />And the winner ….<br />To be determined before the strike of midnight.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-46825747757572946322010-01-05T11:12:00.001-08:002010-01-05T11:12:48.174-08:00Lucky New YearHappy New Year<br />We here it all the time<br />Never bad<br />Though it happens in far too many years<br />Lucky, no never hear it<br />But luck is what most of us need as we brace, then try to brave all of society’s elements<br />The good, the bad, the ugly<br />The unforeseen<br />That blindsided shot, either from a friend, family member, your boss<br />That stab in the back, ditto the above<br />So how to survive and keep on ticking?<br />A question for today, tomorrow, essentially every year<br />I, perhaps you neither have a clear, convincing answer<br />So for you as well as I, all we can really do is just pray<br />Pray that this year will be better than the last<br />Pray that there’s endless joy, little disappointment<br />Pray for love and healthy relationship<br />With your mate<br />With your family<br />With God, always God<br />And pray, pray for luck<br />For while we each entered this year saying Happy New Year<br />Ultimately it is luck that will carry us through<br />Helping us to overcome all obstacles<br />Big and small<br />Helping us succeed<br />For success, no matter the degree<br />Should be on each of our minds<br />Otherwise, why say Happy New Year<br />If you’re not ready continue chasing after all your dream?Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-76294806876566981892009-12-30T22:31:00.000-08:002009-12-30T22:32:42.557-08:00Life As We WishIf life could be<br />As you once envisioned<br />Would you want it to be wrinkle free?<br />So perfect that tree limbs bend<br />As you walk by<br />If only just in your mind?<br />If life could be<br />Imagination turned into reality<br />Would you have an ATM in your living room?<br />Cash flow at your every calling<br />Just loaded with money<br />In need of nothing?<br />If life could be<br />More predictable than unpredictable<br />Would you have that dream job?<br />Be engaged in the perfect marriage<br />Or relationship<br />Where two-way love overshadows all else?<br />If life could be …<br />Oh so jolly<br />I for one would go back to erase<br />My depressed childhood<br />Where I had no massaging hand to ease emotional pains<br />And at times little hope.<br />If life could be<br />As it apparently has not for many of us<br />From which mountain top would you like to stand<br />And scream<br />And give praise<br />For just still breathing?<br />If life could be<br />As we know God prefers<br />Would you not lie<br />Or cheat<br />Or sin<br />Or pay the devil any mind?<br />If life could be<br />As I must tell you it has not been for me<br />Would you allow prayer to be your everyday ignition<br />Main source of power<br />Your getaway from all chaos<br />Your gateway to a free mind.<br />If life could be<br />Pre-planned and forever unaltered<br />Where do you want to be today<br />And tomorrow and the next day<br />And the future?<br />Your life, my life, lived as always wished.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-38861306853034506572009-12-29T10:04:00.000-08:002009-12-29T10:11:21.818-08:00On Top of the World Because of YouI can go to Sugar Loaf Mountain<br />But you are here<br />I can search the rest of my life but you are here<br />I can fly, float<br />And I think I will<br />Because you are here<br />Beauty and perfection<br />Sweetness overflow<br />So, since you are here<br />I might as well fly and float<br />And dance<br />Dance on top of the world<br />‘Cause that’s the way you make me feel.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-80788152869759434922009-12-24T19:54:00.000-08:002009-12-24T19:55:57.875-08:00Deserving LoveIn my eyes there is no woman prettier than you<br />I say with sincerity<br />I say<br />See, I say because of the swimming thoughts in my brain when I think about you<br />I say, see because I’m not into faking it<br />So, in my eyes, I say you’re hot<br />Thought it the first time I laid eyes on you<br />Think it even more now<br />Excuse me if I melt<br />Nothing wrong with that<br />For too many men hold back emotions<br />Try to hide true feelings<br />Like, can’t tell her that<br />But not me<br />For if I to not tell you today that you are the prettiest woman I ever seen<br />I may not get the chance to tomorrow<br />As nothing in life is guaranteed<br />So, I say with sincerity<br />You are pretty<br />And hot<br />Very desirable<br />Too precious to hurt<br />Just a worldwide darling<br />Deserving only to be loved.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-52221607016438811012009-12-22T09:07:00.001-08:002009-12-22T09:07:28.114-08:00Handsome Man to Pretty WomanPretty woman, pretty sincere<br />Is it possible to have both in one?<br />Goods and grace<br />Character of the highest, strong morals to go with it<br />Worth chasing, trying to move a mountain for<br />Walk through fire, blizzard just to get to<br />Pretty woman, pretty sincere<br />She’s out there<br />Really think she’s you<br />The non-stop pound in my heart telling me so<br />For when I think of pretty<br />I think of jaw-dropping, accident-causing<br />Sizzle, dazzle<br />Perfection in my eyes<br />An answer to lifetime dreams<br />But I also think of laughter and storytelling<br />Walks in the park, candlelight dinners<br />My pretty woman and I sharing it all<br />For when I think of pretty<br />I also think about what’s inside<br />‘Bout whether there is passion and sincerity<br />Whether there’s hurt that needs to be healed<br />Of which I could help<br />First with my hand, the touch of love<br />Then with my ear, for listening is a form of release<br />And lastly, simply with my heart<br />For I cannot lure the pretty woman of my choice<br />If my heart is not open<br />My intentions good<br />Temptations slowed in this world where pretty women are everywhere<br />But I just need one<br />And only one pretty woman<br />Sincerely, handsome man.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-53573629555325699342009-12-19T21:45:00.001-08:002009-12-19T21:45:34.591-08:00All Buzzed Over HerYou don’t have to touch a woman to actually feel her<br /> To actually connect<br /> As I believe to be the case between you and I<br /> Without even a kiss<br /> Without nothing more than just a hug and friendly conversation<br /> But that’s good enough for me<br /> Good enough because I’m buzzing now<br /> With excitement, thrills beyond imagination<br /> Thrills that come with wonder<br /> The wonder of what it is that makes you tick, happy, sensual at the right times<br /> Times like when the lights are dim and the curtains closed<br /> For privacy and fun<br /> For better connecting<br /> Of our bodies, our souls, our minds<br /> Of all my greatest desires<br /> Which, truth be told, I have a lot of whereas you are concerned<br /> And I’ve never touched you beyond just a friendly hug<br /> But my imagination runs wild, my hope strong<br /> For hope and imagination stirs my mind, warms my heart<br /> Keeps me buzzing about you.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-55274445475256223912009-12-19T21:32:00.001-08:002009-12-19T21:32:49.910-08:00Pecking Your WayI am the wood pecker<br /> Peck, peck, peck<br /> I am bird<br /> Listen, that’s me singing,<br /> “I wish I could carry you away,”<br /> Today, tonight, tomorrow<br /> Heck, yesterday<br /> You know, ‘cause my eyes need not wander any further than you<br /> For you are beauty and grace<br /> My heart need not beat another direction<br /> For I’ve waited enough years<br /> Just to feel the pound I now have over you.<br /> Peck, peck, peck<br /> Yes, I’m chipping away, not hard, not wild<br /> But pecking and checking<br /> Hoping to gain your attention<br /> Your eyes, your ears, your hand as well<br /> Hoping to tap into your heart<br /> Hoping to hear you one day say or sing, if you’d like,<br /> “I wish I could fly away with you,”<br /> Sweet music, life-turning stuff<br /> But until that day comes, if ever<br /> I am the wood pecker<br /> Peck, peck, peck<br /> I am bird<br /> Listen, that’s me not only singing<br /> But also glancing at you from head to toe<br /> For you are beauty and grace<br /> A garden of hope<br /> My garden, of course<br /> My hope, no doubt<br /> A dream<br /> And maybe one day my reality.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-67293238210884284972009-12-14T18:42:00.001-08:002009-12-14T18:42:27.570-08:00Honest Men Do ExistA dollar bill I have in my pocket<br />Wish there were more<br />But would more money make me a better man?No, f-in-no to be honest<br />Just fatter in the pocket, bloated in the head<br />But better? Nope<br />But somehow riches leads to same, equates to successful<br />When millionaire after millionaire fall<br />Greed a lead reason<br />Sexaholic natures another<br />Greed, let’s be honest<br />Something poor men also have<br />But know what, a poor man, unable to flaunt it<br />Won’t at least try to fake it<br />Want sex, desire sex, need sex<br />Will get sex<br />Hey, bottom line, admit your intimate desires<br />Go for itTouch it<br />Spank it<br />Enjoy it<br />The freak in you<br />Etc., etc.<br />But be you, hound dog, sexaholic<br />You is you<br />Just don’t act like it’s not you once you get busted<br />You married, supposedly devoted men<br />Excuses don’t fly then<br />Only shame<br />‘Cause you played<br />And clearly you had bad game<br />Not that good game is what’ s best<br />Only honesty as many men can attest.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-53568155318963074082009-12-12T10:53:00.001-08:002009-12-12T10:53:35.956-08:00Horny Is HornyHorny is horny<br />Not just with Tiger<br />Or the hooker dressed in high heels and short skirt<br />Horny is horny<br />Maybe paid, still getting laid<br />Bottom line, no sugar coating needed<br />Man or woman, horny is horny<br />How to control it?<br />How to not want, lust for sex?<br />Impossible, got to be<br />Even the straight laced want a taste<br />So why blame any man for unleashing his horn dog side?<br />Answers, yeah, some people probably have them<br />Want to play Sex Doctor<br />But nobody’s inside another man or woman’s mind<br />Do not know how heart pounds<br />How they sweat so when they’re in heat<br />Horny, horny, unable to erase intimate desire<br />And for what?<br />There was, after all, Adam and Eve<br />Princess Di and Prince Charles<br />Ike and Tina, don’t laugh<br />Because while Ike was a maniac<br />They got it on in the bedroom many times<br />She turning him on, him returning the favor<br />Both taking care of greed and needs<br />As has been the case with Tiger<br />Right or wrong, and it’s been mostly wrong<br />But when a man or woman is really horny<br />They need release<br />A getaway, please<br />No, not without company<br />The way of the world<br />No matter culture<br />As when the lights are off, bed sheet pulled back<br />Who cares whether talking English or Spanish, Chinese or Japanese<br />Or jumble, mumble<br />Everyone has a horny side<br />One way or another it always comes out.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-82629298266610390872009-12-09T20:57:00.001-08:002009-12-09T20:57:31.870-08:00Tiger's Cookie JarCookie jar, cookie jar<br />His hands been in the cookie jar<br />Searching for other coochie bars<br />Who’s hands?<br />Tiger’s hands<br />Cookie jar<br />Searching for what’s perceived to be sweet<br />But why in the streets?<br />Got the nice babe, wife at home<br />Best cookie of all<br />‘Specially this time of year<br />Where there’s supposed to be cheer, delight, sweetness<br />Thrills, chills<br />Hugs, kisses<br />Love, love, nothing but it<br />But his hands<br />Instead of up wifie’s dress<br />Done been in the cookie jar<br />Searching for other coochie bars<br />Ho, ho, ho<br />His nickname now<br />The legend of the links<br />Being called out by Lingerie queens<br />Kind of stinks<br />What happens when your hands go into the wrong cookie jar<br />Searching for the wrong coochie bar<br />Caused wifie to go haywire<br />And Tiger to crash his smokin’ hot car.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-54756242458427790672009-12-09T20:29:00.000-08:002009-12-09T20:35:18.877-08:00Rhythm And FlowI’m a poet, you know<br />I’m a poet, let me flow<br />I’m a poet, perhaps I’ll make you glow<br />I’m a poet, know it, flowing with it, now let me show it<br />Funny, serious, delirious, maybe you’re curious<br />Expected, perhaps unexpected?<br />For you know not how I really flow<br />Excusing the luxury of big money dough<br />But oh how I wish it were so<br />Jingle, jingle<br />Later, any chance you and I can mingle?<br />Jingle, jingle, jingle<br />Just you and I alone, no bells needed<br />Dim lights, jazz music, a night that should be heated<br />Jingle<br />Jingle<br />Jingle<br />Jingle, jingle, jingle<br />Guess what?<br />Jingle<br />From an enticing evening of mingle<br />To a night of passion and lay<br />Holiday play<br />A come-true-fantasy<br />Sunset to sundown<br />As we prance, dance, set it off with hot-and-spicy romance<br />The poet I am<br />The poet I am<br />The poet<br />The poet<br />Tonight y’all also know it<br />And guess what<br />Not into faking it<br />Just doing it, living it, sometimes hitting it<br />The latter bringing out the Tiger Woods in I<br />Ho, ho, ho<br />Jingle, mingle<br />Simply making it happen<br />The joy of the Christmas season<br />The main reason<br />For this poem<br />Cheer up baby<br />Get out of that fog, have a hypnotizing glass of egg nogg<br />Spiced, of course<br />Will help you get right onto toasty course<br />Jingle, jingle<br />Hope I pleased y’all<br />Gotta go now to mingle<br />Been my pleasure so you know<br />My name is Dre, the end of my rhythm and flow.Andre D. Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06544855668645266079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305478577057175493.post-64052140249761195602009-12-03T16:17:00.000-08:002009-12-03T16:18:12.142-08:00Money's ControlMoney twists and turns<br />Better yet<br />Money rules the world<br />For it controls lives<br />Dictating for both the haves and the have nots.<br />Got money, you will succeed<br />Don’t have it, oh brother<br />Get ready for trials<br />And always delays in planning<br />And in dreams being realized<br />But with money<br />Fly, fly without fear<br />Fly, fly with better hope<br />But also know<br />More money in the pocket<br />And the bank<br />Doesn’t always mean your life won’t still twist and turn<br />As all the rich and famous who’ve fallen can sure attest<br />From O.J. to Vick<br />From mayors to even presidents<br />Money, yes all over money<br />For it controls lives<br />Dictating for both the haves and the have nots.Andre D. 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