Skip to main content

Posts

Showing posts from December, 2017

Every woman (Tear Eye #3)

Photo by Clarke Sanders on Unsplash                                      Every Woman (Tear Eye 2) There is this throwback jam that still plays in my head when I put on my big girl heels to hold a training, anchor a meeting or execute a project.  It’s Mama Whitney singing: "I'm every woman it's all in me Anything you want done baby I'll do it naturally" Even when  I am in those sexy heels to take "Daddy" to church or maybe those trainers to hit the road or the slippers to wash plate or cook or no shoes at all to get down and play with my little girl. I am all these women. I am the antagonistic Stanger across the room who you figure is too overbearing who you figure has an unhappy home because I don't fit into your box. I am the wife who allows her husband introduce her to all his friends and who may sit and smile when his acquaintance makes a comm...

How to be Adored (Tear Eye # 2)

Photo by  hannah grace  on  Unsplash Have you ever watched how a little girl takes a compliment?  Have you ever just looked as she absorbs it? "You look beautiful" you say to her. She smiles because she knows you speak the truth after all why you will lie about something so true like her beauty. "You are a smart girl" you say and she looks at you in a matter of fact way and says "I know, I can do this on my own." I have this friend I went to school with, besides the fact that she kept me in constant awe because she was like a little girl, in that, she knew how to take a compliment.  You never heard her say things like "oh, stop it" nope. No false mindset here. If she figured she looked good and you told her, you are only validating what she already knew so she says thank you and she moves on like it's her right (the outrage!).  So many times I watch as grown women (including me) struggle to be adored mo...

A Poem: Tear Eye (Part 1 of the Tear Eye Series)

They said her eye don tear She has seen too much She has done too much Her voice is the loudest now Her steps the heaviest now They say her eye has tear Her  skin is leather Her throat sore She has shouted too much Too tough, Too hard  All the way around her head Her eye don tear No innocence any more She does not do what she is to do Ego oyibo has blinded her Her eye has tear Her hands are too hard  Her back too bent Her eye don tear She prices too long Mama haggler mama hustler That is not how woman is meant to be Tear eye every where -YD-