tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-221043692009-03-01T03:28:40.397-08:00Just Poetry By: Chevella KingThis is Chevella's Poetry site. She displays the different series of poetry that she has.Menoreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-49698899304119813322008-09-09T18:45:00.001-07:002008-09-09T18:45:16.563-07:00One Drop<p>I took a sip of water.</p> <p>It was ice cold and good.</p> <p>It quenched my thirst.</p> <p>Thirsty, I knew it would.</p> <p>Marveling at the benefits,</p> <p>I took another drink.</p> <p>One drop of water,</p> <p>Mu body’s back in sync.</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-4969889930411981332?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-85511664835012395372008-08-15T10:30:00.001-07:002008-08-15T10:30:27.177-07:00The Lone Barrette<p>I saw it there, alone and lost.</p> <p>Why was it there? Why was it lost?</p> <p>White, pristine, looking quite refined.</p> <p>It was waiting on me, to be mine.</p> <p>I picked it up, dusted it off.</p> <p>I flipped it over, dusted it off.</p> <p>It was a beautiful barrette.</p> <p>This is one thing I won’t forget.</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-8551166483501239537?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-34503980991115562008-08-15T10:25:00.001-07:002008-08-15T10:25:34.842-07:00Something In My Throat<p>I have something in my throat.</p> <p>It’s irritating. I feel like I am about to choke.</p> <p>I can’t swallow good.</p> <p>It needs to leave, I wish it would.</p> <p>Perhaps it’s the fish from last night.</p> <p>Whatever it is, it doesn’t feel right.</p> <p>There is something in my throat.</p> <p>I wonder if it is worth a groat.</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-3450398099111556?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-89591983644731820812008-07-11T15:21:00.001-07:002008-07-11T15:21:01.806-07:00Celebrate<p>Dance in the spirit.</p> <p>Rejoice because God is great.</p> <p>Let’s celebrate His majesty.</p> <p>Let’s celebrate His might.</p> <p>God is great,</p> <p>God is good.</p> <p>I am happy that I can celebrate.</p> <p>I will rejoice and be glad in Him.</p> <p>It’s time to celebrate!</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-8959198364473182081?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-56611839108727623602008-07-11T15:19:00.001-07:002008-07-11T15:19:29.992-07:00Sometimes<p>Sometimes, I am happy.</p> <p>Sometimes, I am sad.</p> <p>Sometimes, life gives you lemonade.</p> <p>Sometimes, life is awfully bad.</p> <p>Sometimes, I smile for days.</p> <p>Sometimes, I am so afraid.</p> <p>Sometimes, life is so simple.</p> <p>Sometimes, life can get complicated.</p> <p>The only thing constant in some times, is Christ.</p> <p>I am glad that I know Him.</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-5661183910872762360?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-12115552167978206392007-05-15T23:22:00.000-07:002007-06-12T17:44:30.940-07:00Sooner Or LaterSooner or later,<br />You're gonna get yours.<br />Messing around with me.<br />I ain't one to be played with.<br />You ain't that lucky.<br />You just ain't been caught yet.<br />Keep on living,<br />You're goona get yours.<br />Sooner or later.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-1211555216797820639?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-16909872752743641842007-03-08T18:08:00.000-08:002007-06-12T17:50:17.809-07:00What's This Here?What's this here?<br />I'm looking at it.<br /><br />What's this here?<br />I keep hearing it.<br /><br />What's this here?<br />I keep smelling it.<br /><br />What's this here?<br />I keep touching it.<br /><br />What's this here?<br />I can't figure it out, can you?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-1690987275274364184?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-47460711816993235612007-01-14T17:47:00.000-08:002007-06-12T17:48:26.886-07:00TiredI'm tired of doing this.<br />I'm tired of doing that.<br />I'm tired of being here.<br />I'm tired of going there.<br />I'm tired of looking here.<br />I'm tired of dreaming about there.<br />I'm tired.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-4746071181699323561?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-28519421411788237432006-12-28T23:22:00.000-08:002007-06-12T17:46:52.066-07:00Steppin' InStomp once<br />Stomp twice<br />Clap behind your back<br />Clap in front<br />Stomp<br />Clap<br />Stomp<br />Stomp<br />Clap<br /><br />Look out ya'll!<br />I'm steppin' in.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-2851942141178823743?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-34947242128390923002006-11-25T19:59:00.000-08:002007-06-12T17:42:41.228-07:00Dancing With A PraiseGod's been good.<br /><br />I feel like dancing.<br /><br />A hand clapping, foot stomping dance.<br /><br />Keep your praise going.<br /><br />For through your praise,<br /><br />A blessing comes.<br /><br />"Ain't nothing a praise can fix."<br /><br />Heard a preacher say.<br /><br />Let me get my dancing in.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-3494724212839092300?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139343927696896892005-12-13T19:53:00.000-08:002006-02-07T12:25:27.696-08:00Roof Top SongClip clop,<br />Hoofs stomp by.<br />Plip plop,<br />Santa steps out.<br />Swish swash,<br />Santa slides down.<br />Huff puff,<br />The reindeer breathe.<br />Swoosh shoosh,<br />Santa slides up.<br />Stamp stomp,<br />Santa walks out.<br />Kerplunk,<br />Santa sits down.<br />Crick crack,<br />Santa says go.<br />Clomp clomp,<br />Hoofs run off.<br />Swish swish,<br />Santa flies by.<br />Ho, Ho, Ho,<br />Santa says goodnight.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934392769689689?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139344286969716682005-12-07T18:04:00.000-08:002006-02-07T12:31:26.970-08:00On My Way HomeOn my way home,<br /><br />I stopped to see what was going on.<br /><br />I didn't like what I saw.<br /><br />Danger, harm, and tragedy.<br /><br />I wonder what I can do.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934428696971668?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139344253772792602005-11-07T18:04:00.000-08:002006-02-07T12:30:53.773-08:00Physically DrainedI'm tired so very tired.<br /><br />I haven't really done a thing.<br /><br />I have sat in my chair,<br /><br />Minding my own business.<br /><br />Doing my own thing.<br /><br />My work has gotten done.<br /><br />On time and correctly, I might add.<br /><br />But still that isn't enough for him.<br /><br />He wants more and more work from me.<br /><br />I am doing my best.<br /><br />Why is he picking on me?<br /><br />He has called me out<br /><br />And embarrassed me.<br /><br />I ain't got no help in here.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934425377279260?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139344209006879942005-10-30T20:23:00.000-08:002006-02-07T12:30:09.006-08:00Stick ShiftStart<br /><br />Stop<br /><br />Go<br /><br />Shift<br /><br />Switch<br /><br />Move<br /><br />Stop<br /><br />Go<br /><br />Stick<br /><br />Shift<br /><br />That's about how I feel.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934420900687994?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139344497672315592005-10-27T20:59:00.000-07:002006-02-07T12:34:57.673-08:00Having A DreamSometimes having a dream seems so stupid.<br /><br />Dream and dream. But hope seems lost in the end.<br /><br />It's first one thing, then another.<br /><br />Someone's dashes your dream.<br /><br />It ain't good enough.<br /><br />That ain't possible. Why even bother.<br /><br />Doubt creeps in and takes over.<br /><br />Give up hope, the truth be told.<br /><br />Dreaming seems a waste of time.<br /><br />But still try and try to keep the dream in tact.<br /><br />For the words the preacher spoke rings loud and clear.<br /><br />It may be delayed, but it won't be denied.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934449767231559?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139344139775667582005-09-16T20:23:00.000-07:002006-02-07T12:28:59.776-08:00Why It Gotta Be Me?Why it gotta be me?<br /><br />Why I gotta take the brunt of the load?<br /><br />Why I gotta feel like I ain't two cents worth of nothing?<br /><br />Why I gotta feel like a toad?<br /><br />Don't make no sense at all.<br /><br />Man, this is a straight trip.<br /><br />Proves just what I have been saying all along.<br /><br />Life ain't nothing but a trip.<br /><br />Why it gotta be me?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934413977566758?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139344103190649262005-08-29T20:53:00.000-07:002006-02-07T12:28:23.190-08:00Women Wear CoatsWomen wear coats to my church.<br /><br />Hot or cold.<br /><br />Rain or shine.<br /><br />Even in the dead middle of the summer.<br /><br />You might see a woman in a coat at my church.<br /><br />Why?<br /><br />Because it's always cold at my church.<br /><br />We don't worry about the AC.<br /><br />Ours works very well.<br /><br />You can tell by the icicles hanging from the roof.<br /><br />Women wear coats to my church.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934410319064926?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139344540322145682005-08-11T18:59:00.000-07:002006-02-07T12:35:40.323-08:00Being A Sock Must Be A Lonely ExistenceBeing a sock must be a lonely existence.<br /><br />First you are a pair, then you are alone.<br /><br />You roam somewhere far off without your twin with whom you co-existed.<br /><br />It must be lonely, this life socks lead.<br /><br />I wonder where do socks go when they disappear?<br /><br />They get lost somewhere between the washer, the dryer, and the laundry basket.<br /><br />Do they go where the lint goes?<br /><br />Do they float off into space?<br /><br />Do they just walk off and go to a far better place?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934454032214568?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139344065361411722005-07-16T18:36:00.000-07:002006-02-07T12:27:45.360-08:00Y'all NastyY'all nasty<br /><br />Leaving stuff all over the place<br /><br />Won't wash a dish<br /><br />Won't pick up trash<br /><br />That's some sho' nuff for real nasty stuff<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934406536141172?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139344426983642682005-07-08T15:36:00.000-07:002006-02-07T12:33:46.983-08:00I Guess Chivalry Ain't DeadI guess chivalry ain't dead.<br /><br />They got up and let me sit down.<br /><br />It's a wonder to me.<br /><br />I thought for sure that they wouldn't.<br /><br />It truly amazed me.<br /><br />Thank God some traditions still hold true.<br /><br />With the world in moral decay.<br /><br />It's a wonder anyone has any manners these days.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934442698364268?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139344033339214872005-06-30T18:15:00.000-07:002006-02-07T12:27:13.340-08:00You And That Gum Is Getting On My NervesPop<br /><br />Slurp<br /><br />Pop<br /><br />Pop<br /><br />Pop<br /><br />Have you ever heard a black woman chewing gum?<br /><br />It's a musical extravaganza to say the least.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934403333921487?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139343979842490592005-05-17T21:53:00.000-07:002006-02-07T12:26:19.843-08:00Who You Blowin' At?Walking down the street,<br /><br />Thinking I look cute.<br /><br />Minding my own business,<br /><br />Not worrying a soul.<br /><br />Chilling, trying to get<br /><br />Where I need to go.<br /><br />Next thing I know...<br /><br />Honk, honk.<br /><br />Who u blowin' at?<br /><br />It was my cousin,<br /><br />Asking if I need a ride.<br /><br />I guess I'll gone<br /><br />And accept it.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934397984249059?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139343894126808012005-04-28T20:38:00.000-07:002006-02-07T12:24:54.126-08:00Heavy HeartedHeavy hearted,<br />Weighted down.<br />Somber face,<br />Wearing a frown.<br />Troubles and more,<br />Trying to recover from things.<br />Praying, hoping, and more,<br />Waiting for the joy bells to ring.<br />One day soon,<br />I'll be free.<br />One day soon,<br />This weight will be off me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934389412680801?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139344384986184552005-04-27T19:36:00.000-07:002006-02-07T12:33:04.986-08:00If It Wasn't So HotIf it wasn't so hot.<br /><br />I might just leave the house.<br /><br />And go somewhere.<br /><br />Do something constructive.<br /><br />But since it's so hot,<br /><br />I'll be right here under the fan.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934438498618455?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104369.post-1139343850413130632005-03-01T21:21:00.000-08:002006-02-07T12:24:10.413-08:00I Can'tI can't stop thinking about you,<br />Such a marvelous THOUGHT.<br />I can't stop smiling at you,<br />Such a marvelous REASON.<br />I can't stop missing you,<br />Such a marvelous FEELING.<br />I can't stop loving you,<br />Such a marvelous LOVE.<br />I just can't stop.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22104369-113934385041313063?l=chevella-poet.alwaysinspired.info%2Findex.html'/></div>Menoreply@blogger.com