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Wukia
(Leslie Newby)

 

 

 

 

 

 

welcome 2 my innervisions.
hope you like what you read.
all i ask is that you empty your cup and enjoy.
i try to bring from mind thru pen to paper
the spirit that's me.
my name is leslie newby.
i started writing in high school.
i've transitioned thru life from h.s. to us air force at the age of 17.
have had many different jobs-jack of all trades...
but all has brought me experiences i may never had otherwise.
father of 3 females. husband to 1 female.
sun in libra moon on the cusp of scorpio/sagg rising in pisces.
a #9/#22 born 9-27-57.
africanamerican/cherokee.
but above all a human being in search of
WisdomUnderstandingKnowledgeIntellectApplied-hence the spiritual name wukia.
pen name melrah(HARLEM-my birthplace spelled backwards).
 

Respect

RESPECT
  is what YOU give
       yourself
  when YOU teach
       yourself
  to release
       yourself
RESPECT
  is what YOU
    inspire to
  when YOU
    go higher to
  release the fire
    in YOU
RESPECT
  is what YOU
    gain
  when YOU
 take the pain
  to reach for that higher plane
RESPECT
  is when YOU
 release the weak
  to get what YOU seek
  to reach YOUR peak
RESPECT
  is nothing much
  if YOU don't think
         it's such
 and release it with just a touch
RESPECT
  taken with a
   grain of sand
  it can run thru
   YOUR hand
  if YOU don't understand
      -AND-
                        just
RESPECT

about something so simple yet so complicated...until you try


 

..the beginning

To ponder
   -the beginning
the drop
    that came from
   -the point
        of No Return
that spiralled
    never ceasing
    always increasing
bringing light
    out of the darkness
  -the beginning
chaotic order
   when time
     stood still
                from which
   all
                came from
   nothing
something about
  -the beginning
thoughts from
   the mind of God
oh
   how we must ponder
       until
            the end
                     about
  -the beginning

an expression of my thoughts about where ALL began. one of my 'DeepThoughtMood'
poems.


  


words

-words-
   so easily spoken
     leads
          to feelings
   so easily broken
                   with
                 just moments
                       to say
   can
     cause ALL to go away
   feelings
           that used to be
   emotions
           so hard to see
-words-
   so easily spoken
  can lead to feelings so easily broken


for the many times when that sumthin-sumthin has been said.


Refractions

a vision before me
trying hard to ignore me
abstraction in a concrete frame
a form of nothing
trapped in something
refractions are still the same
yet as far back as the eye can see
up close it looks like me


really just 'Reflections'pt2.

maybe

a
 -maybe-
that
    can be
seemingly
    with all possibilities
that
    chance
that
    at a glance
will be
when u take the time
               to find
that
    a
  -maybe-
          Can be.


an acknowledgement of that underlying factor of life...the IT factor
 


It

-It-
 never stop chasing
 always be ready to
        be facing
-It-
 for when all that's left
                     to be told
 is just waiting for THE UNFOLD
                                and
 when all is said and done
 through conquered fields 
      and
                   battles won
                                and
 Time's sands turn stealth
-It-
 will always speak
                     for Itself.


an acknowledgement of that underlying factor of life...the IT factor
 


..a moment

Can
   there be
        a moment
        in time
when two
     who pass
              stop
     for the moment
to seek
         the answer
     of a lifetime
and in the moment
     spend a lifetime
     for the moment
for a lifetime...


about those chance encounters in life.

Refractions

a vision before me
trying hard to ignore me
abstraction in a concrete frame
a form of nothing
trapped in something
refractions are still the same
yet as far back as the eye can see
up close it looks like me


really just 'Reflections'pt2.


 

the human factor

Humans
the transducers
               changing
spiritual plane into material plane
               transforming
thought into substance
                searing
fantasy thru the void into reality
what a delicate balance
walking that fineline
    -of manifesting
with God-like precision
                        always
making The Decision
       -to be or not to be-
for that truly
                         is
The Question
and we must
                         REALLY
be careful
when we Answer.


about the human potential to change,create,manipulate and the need to embrace
the understanding of that wisedom and the consequences thereof..RainForest,
GlobalWarming,
RadioactiveWaste.


Reflections

As we stand in inspection
floating on
seeking a new direction
staring hard
only to see
a reflection of you that is me


about the 1 family..the human family.

 

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