<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136</id><updated>2012-02-13T02:39:58.750-08:00</updated><category term='education'/><category term='addiction'/><category term='goodbye.'/><category term='weed'/><category term='nature'/><category term='fast food'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='hair'/><category term='nicki minaj'/><category term='ranting'/><category term='blog games'/><category term='sex'/><category term='blog love'/><category term='self love'/><category term='society'/><category term='k-swiss'/><category term='family'/><category term='blog poll'/><category term='self appreciation'/><category 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type='text'>Organic.</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Fine Arts&lt;/i&gt;. of or pertaining to the shapes or forms in a work of art that are of irregular contour and seem to resemble or suggest forms found in nature.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-5203568892339957759</id><published>2010-10-12T22:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T22:23:22.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a long time, i shouldn't have left you. .</title><summary type='text'>w/ out some new Gwen to read (:theREALese.blogspot.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/5203568892339957759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=5203568892339957759&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5203568892339957759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5203568892339957759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-been-long-time-i-shouldnt-have-left.html' title='it&apos;s been a long time, i shouldn&apos;t have left you. .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-9003082820533204544</id><published>2010-09-28T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T16:57:28.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye.'/><title type='text'>Happy One Year Anniversary!!</title><summary type='text'>one year today i made my first blog entry :)and one year today i am making my last.  gwen.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/9003082820533204544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=9003082820533204544&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/9003082820533204544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/9003082820533204544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-one-year-anniversary.html' title='Happy One Year Anniversary!!'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/TKJ-RCOBqBI/AAAAAAAAAlE/fDrywlFo0lQ/s72-c/firstanniversary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-4326565392375133505</id><published>2010-09-08T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T09:19:21.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>I Miss When Life Was Easy..</title><summary type='text'>most would say life was never easy for them and go on this long rampage about why they've had a more screwed up life than you. *still trying to figure out why that would even be a topic of discussion.* but there are also those people who don't take it out on the world and remain holding on knowing it's just part of life and growing up. knowing falling is not a option..I have yet to free fall but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/4326565392375133505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=4326565392375133505&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4326565392375133505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4326565392375133505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-miss-when-life-was-easy.html' title='I Miss When Life Was Easy..'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1849991632711826178</id><published>2010-09-01T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T10:38:47.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Should Help .</title><summary type='text'>I downloaded a new notepad app. #TeamAndroidMy phone is always in my hand so why not what I need to write my usual posts as well.*fingers crossed*gwen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1849991632711826178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1849991632711826178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1849991632711826178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1849991632711826178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-should-help.html' title='This Should Help .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-196878826493764867</id><published>2010-08-26T12:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:49:11.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><title type='text'>I don't Expect You To Understand Why.</title><summary type='text'>I stopped blogging because... the originality in blogging is dying.I stopped blogging because... when I received comments it was full of hate and criticism. People set on dousing the fire that once burned.I stopped blogging because... it was no longer about vibin with someone harmoniously through experience/opinion. It became another form of publicity and news feed for celebs, popular writing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/196878826493764867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=196878826493764867&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/196878826493764867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/196878826493764867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-dont-expect-you-to-understand-why.html' title='I don&apos;t Expect You To Understand Why.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/THbTOX_Zn8I/AAAAAAAAAk8/DUvvnnxLGnY/s72-c/leaving-startup.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-5022428713313519059</id><published>2010-08-17T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T17:57:15.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I promise..</title><summary type='text'>to blog again.. one day.gwen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/5022428713313519059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=5022428713313519059&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5022428713313519059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5022428713313519059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-promise.html' title='I promise..'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-8218426957369618937</id><published>2010-08-02T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T17:04:37.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Nothing Is Ever What It Seems.</title><summary type='text'>that Love that you had felt so deep down causing your body to convulse outward, made you smile from a moments reminisce, made you quick to defend it at any cost..ended.Family..parted.relationships ending before they're even beginning, destiny already existing up ahead. society laying the foundation for morals, respect, and honesty's death..lately nobody is making it.beautiful faces with hearts of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/8218426957369618937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=8218426957369618937&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/8218426957369618937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/8218426957369618937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/08/nothing-is-ever-what-it-seems.html' title='Nothing Is Ever What It Seems.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-7414333086274745357</id><published>2010-07-25T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T11:53:03.956-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Just For Today</title><summary type='text'>I will live through the next 12 hours and try not to tackle all of life's problems at once.I will improve my mind, I will learn something that requires effort and concentration.I will be agreeable. I will look my best, speak in a well modulated voice, and be courteous and considerate.I will not find fault with a friend, relative or colleague. I will not try to change or improve anyone but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/7414333086274745357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=7414333086274745357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7414333086274745357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7414333086274745357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-for-today.html' title='Just For Today'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-4334053802336478119</id><published>2010-07-15T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T21:21:18.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>To The Man That Just observes..</title><summary type='text'>You are very mysterious man. You look but you don't speak. You undress me with your eyes but you never say a word.Are you afraid?Do I intimidate you?What is it?You never know, you may be missing out on the chance to be with a real woman. A woman that would love you, hold you and do anything to your body that you want her to. A woman that will cook for you, clean for you.. A woman that will do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/4334053802336478119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=4334053802336478119&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4334053802336478119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4334053802336478119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-man-that-just-observes.html' title='To The Man That Just observes..'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/TD_de7YiTZI/AAAAAAAAAks/m90l6LQUuLM/s72-c/african_couple_kissing_istock_5541151xsmaller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-7673234026335739097</id><published>2010-07-04T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T00:16:56.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The Question Is, Why Dont You?</title><summary type='text'>Perhaps its because when I was in psychology class and the teacher asked what makes your brain tick and I replied hands. The reply stirred every ones brains. Massaging and awakening the senses to poetic and deeper meaning. Thoughts normal minds couldn't create or picture if it weren't for a hazy muse..Likely my reasoning was altered when he threw me to the bowels of pain and took the pieces of my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/7673234026335739097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=7673234026335739097&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7673234026335739097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7673234026335739097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/07/question-is-why-dont-you.html' title='The Question Is, Why Dont You?'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1735879473225324289</id><published>2010-07-01T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T12:12:01.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon...!!!</title><summary type='text'>Why I Smoke Marijuana ^__^*stay tuned.*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1735879473225324289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1735879473225324289&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1735879473225324289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1735879473225324289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/07/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon...!!!'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-7037235057322478510</id><published>2010-06-26T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T21:07:49.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>Top Charted.</title><summary type='text'>if you were a songyour melody would enticethe earsflirt with the souland captivate the heartyour catchy rhythmwould cause involuntarygyrations in the pelvic regionand generate unconsciousfree style rhymeswithin the mindyour lyricswould be the envyof the craftiest poet/mcfilled withwondrous word playandmiraculous metaphorsyour baselinewould throb, pulsateforcefully throughout the bodyresulting in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/7037235057322478510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=7037235057322478510&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7037235057322478510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7037235057322478510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/06/mental-intercourse.html' title='Top Charted.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1216449363294812518</id><published>2010-06-19T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T17:30:00.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free write'/><title type='text'>in my attempt to express myself, i hope i dont lose you..</title><summary type='text'>i await the day Jah washes, burns, whisks us, all away.i sure could use a change of body,life,scenery.inhabiting a place beyond my wildest dreams,my biggest nightmares fear..a place I'm level on sinking sand..reacquainting myself with Ptah, the true friend.no questions.no actions.no consequences.no reactions.we, I, incapable of acting.Oluodumare.id happily give up this skin, bright..i love in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1216449363294812518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1216449363294812518&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1216449363294812518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1216449363294812518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-my-attempt-to-express-myself-i-hope.html' title='in my attempt to express myself, i hope i dont lose you..'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/TB1gsoIhgHI/AAAAAAAAAkc/uCPIdblZcNw/s72-c/CIMG0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1999040065594317809</id><published>2010-06-13T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T14:53:14.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Think about it...</title><summary type='text'>Organized lies out plays unorganized truths. Thats why the government is gettin over on u gwen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1999040065594317809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1999040065594317809&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1999040065594317809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1999040065594317809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/06/think-about-it.html' title='Think about it...'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1693814336793980606</id><published>2010-06-12T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T13:23:31.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>Mountain Lily .</title><summary type='text'>It is said that the most beautiful of flowersare to be found on the highest mountaintops and nestled in the most secluded valleys,Like the ghetto queens that float gracefullyamong the debris of shattered dreams,hidden in the rankness of grime filled alleys.These wild orchids and delicate lilyscontinue to bud though no one is there tobehold their beauty or see it glisten,Just as I continue to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1693814336793980606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1693814336793980606&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1693814336793980606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1693814336793980606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/06/mountain-lily.html' title='Mountain Lily .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-4431147935602090467</id><published>2010-06-01T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T22:13:55.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self appreciation'/><title type='text'>Black And Intelligent .</title><summary type='text'>Being black and being intelligent can be deadlyNot physically but emotionally.Often times I feel like I have to dumb myself down in order to keep from seeming stuck up or a MS. KNOW IT ALL. I often see my black brothers and sister who end up never amounting toanything, and that's not where I want to be.I am a young black girl who is happy being her. Happy being educated. Happy knowing that with a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/4431147935602090467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=4431147935602090467&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4431147935602090467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4431147935602090467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/06/black-and-intelligent.html' title='Black And Intelligent .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-5686181441113072161</id><published>2010-05-31T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T17:38:52.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>So Quick to Judge .</title><summary type='text'>You listening to your girls talk about they lifesometimes you find yourself struggling to be niceeverything she tell you can counter your opinionwondering how you can clear the fog with the best of intentionso quick to have the answer for it allyet you jump when your man callyou talk about others and how they rear their childrenbut yours is doing lord knows what cause you ain't never with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/5686181441113072161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=5686181441113072161&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5686181441113072161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5686181441113072161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-quick-to-judge.html' title='So Quick to Judge .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1443285171728562639</id><published>2010-05-30T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T17:27:32.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Mistreatment: Its Better Than Being Alone.</title><summary type='text'>definitely sarcasm.i refuse to be one of those women that makes excuses for my gf/bf when they do wrong, don't do what they say they're going to do, or whatever other situation may arise.it is just not in my nature.Synonym— settle for : to be content with ... BULLSHIT!? not Gwen.sorry, no can do.I'm not looking for anyone perfect but i definitely need 100% of them. fuck that 50% junk. you give </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1443285171728562639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1443285171728562639&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1443285171728562639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1443285171728562639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/mistreatment-its-better-than-being.html' title='Mistreatment: Its Better Than Being Alone.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/TAMkkLvvBwI/AAAAAAAAAkU/UFkf6ssNjIM/s72-c/CIMG0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-2166290771287178395</id><published>2010-05-27T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:10:31.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my birthday'/><title type='text'>19blunts&amp;19shotsofPatron</title><summary type='text'>*thanks Twin! he busted out his baking skills for me, lol*that was the theme of my 19th birthday shindig last night.like my boy @FadedFelix - negroidyouth.blogspot.com said "...i'm glad you lived 2 tell the tale lol."*face in hands shaking head "Me TOO!" lol*i figured after a 8 hour shift at work, passing my last two finals with A's at school, and just looking waaaay fresh, i didn't need to go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/2166290771287178395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=2166290771287178395&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2166290771287178395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2166290771287178395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/19blunts.html' title='19blunts&amp;19shotsofPatron'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S_6zWy9LqkI/AAAAAAAAAjs/s8uZOtho7jo/s72-c/cannabis-cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-8569388328863930819</id><published>2010-05-23T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:30:35.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>May I Speak Freely?</title><summary type='text'>I think she really dislikes me.Not me but the things I have.No, wait...Yea, the things I have.I used to think this thought was me being a complete #Spoiled #Conceited #Bitch (woah I need to stay off twitter lol) but looking at it over a lengthy span of time, I'm seeing, It is what it is and this is what it is.She's never been ahead of me in anything. Relationships, Gear, Socially, Grades, Life </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/8569388328863930819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=8569388328863930819&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/8569388328863930819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/8569388328863930819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-i-speak-freely.html' title='May I Speak Freely?'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1500889383500655095</id><published>2010-05-22T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:53:09.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Addition To My Body .</title><summary type='text'> ya likeeeeee? :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1500889383500655095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1500889383500655095&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1500889383500655095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1500889383500655095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-addition-to-my-body.html' title='The New Addition To My Body .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S_jCsYrvNvI/AAAAAAAAAjk/TYLtp8ZEVxs/s72-c/IMG03777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1133100487805709109</id><published>2010-05-22T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T20:44:48.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Randoms .</title><summary type='text'>I will be 19 in four days and there is no excitement. I Am looking forward to my bestie coming down though. I'm dragging her to see the best sequel to any movie... Sex &amp; The City 2!!! (Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte, &amp; Miranda♥)I look forward to falling asleep every night so when I awake in the morning and my eyes adjust, I can look at my New tattoo! This is true love. Falling in love with the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1133100487805709109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1133100487805709109&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1133100487805709109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1133100487805709109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/randoms.html' title='Randoms .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-9188597570907548471</id><published>2010-05-19T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T12:42:41.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>When A Scorned Woman Heals .</title><summary type='text'>* i just want to say that this was my attempt to Educate the mass of women that follow my blog and might just happen to stop by and read this on how not to get bitter but Better after being hurt. it is not the end of the world but a stepping stone to reaching our Greatest Potential..*When a scorned woman healsShe looks in the mirror at beautyShe don't just give up the bootyShe is more than a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/9188597570907548471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=9188597570907548471&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/9188597570907548471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/9188597570907548471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-scorned-woman-heals.html' title='When A Scorned Woman Heals .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-8863280930532805287</id><published>2010-05-18T02:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T02:47:26.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Two Fourty-Seven AM</title><summary type='text'>i had a lot to say.before my moms slow ass laptop took its time to load and i suddenly became fatigued.i was thinking i would just spill my emotions out into this post and let the numerous eyes that read judge me for the things i would say... and then i thought me saying what i originally wanted to say out of another whirlwind of emotions would be easier in a 10 - 1, but i didnt want to speak </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/8863280930532805287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=8863280930532805287&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/8863280930532805287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/8863280930532805287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/two-fourty-seven-in-morning.html' title='Two Fourty-Seven AM'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-447917493852576494</id><published>2010-05-17T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T19:42:00.637-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>Who Am I You Say?</title><summary type='text'>Who am I you say?Oh a woman destined for success,With Native African roots,I'm guaranteed to flex.Who am I you say?Just a woman with dignity,Who puts pride in herself,With the utmost scrutiny.Who am I you say?Another independent chick,Who has her own money,and won't settle for a broke guy,with a nice stick.Who am I you say?Someone who keeps it real,Who won't give a damn,about how you and your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/447917493852576494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=447917493852576494&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/447917493852576494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/447917493852576494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-am-i-you-say.html' title='Who Am I You Say?'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-5286662110254078801</id><published>2010-05-15T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T12:38:53.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>My Smile Is Losing Weight .</title><summary type='text'>I remember the days my cheeks had stretch marksAnd someone could probably count all of my teethBut now lately my face has become droopy, sluggish,Some say it looks I'm not getting any sleepThe gap on my face used to stretch and curve for milesBut now it's a straight line that's extremely petiteNever knew a smile could be anorexicMaybe I should get off this stress diet and find some joys to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/5286662110254078801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=5286662110254078801&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5286662110254078801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5286662110254078801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-smile-is-losing-weight.html' title='My Smile Is Losing Weight .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-7640142000510638185</id><published>2010-05-13T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T11:51:26.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog games'/><title type='text'>Time Machine .</title><summary type='text'>*thanks for passing it on Keisha and Tzi. friggin love you super cool peeps!Time Machine via http://rachelmckibbens.blogspot.com/1. Three truths you learned by the time you were ten-years old.2. Three beliefs you still have, despite the truth.3. Three things that feel like heaven.4. Three things that feel like hell.5. Three pieces of nature that are massive.3 Truths I learned by Age 10* Santa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/7640142000510638185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=7640142000510638185&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7640142000510638185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7640142000510638185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-machine.html' title='Time Machine .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-5083140221198708820</id><published>2010-05-10T02:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T03:58:00.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>When Did Single Translate To Gay?</title><summary type='text'>"oh i see. you're one of them stuck up gay females huh."*tires screech* the period had to be used seeing as how he wasn't asking or waiting for a answer but stating openly that he had me figured out.you can't be serious? -_-since i walked past you and your boys with a tight pair of distressed jeans and a off the shoulder sweater, a slight shake of my side swept bangs and a polite smile but gave </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/5083140221198708820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=5083140221198708820&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5083140221198708820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5083140221198708820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-did-single-translate-to-gay.html' title='When Did Single Translate To Gay?'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S-fk15WSMMI/AAAAAAAAAjU/7EnuA7KtDo4/s72-c/ilovemyself1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-2191270171233872607</id><published>2010-05-08T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T23:28:58.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='focus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Step Outside Of Yourself.</title><summary type='text'>It didn't bother me when it happened. I wouldn't have even noticed it... If it weren't for his black &amp; green Nike shock jogging shoes. They caught the suns rays and gleamed like a liquid chemical running down the street. I remember him across the street and walking at the same pace. Maybe me a little slower than he. I mean had to be? since he beat me to the light and across the street... The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/2191270171233872607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=2191270171233872607&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2191270171233872607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2191270171233872607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/work-it-out.html' title='Step Outside Of Yourself.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S-ZTMOkL_YI/AAAAAAAAAjE/YAP5eBx4t84/s72-c/blogg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-5143524863010617383</id><published>2010-05-02T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:41:27.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I Want To Hold The World's Hand.</title><summary type='text'>we walked in, both looking one and the same asking to be seated. as we shared our days events to one another i couldn't help but notice a older gentleman slowly making his way up a slightly steep hill. getting where... i still don't know but it seemed his travel had been rough to this point. he stopped his cart, full of all his worldly possessions and looked around. I'm still unaware if my eyes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/5143524863010617383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=5143524863010617383&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5143524863010617383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5143524863010617383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/she-needed-help.html' title='I Want To Hold The World&apos;s Hand.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S93Tm-mVw7I/AAAAAAAAAi8/lD6gBxwbBiE/s72-c/helping%252Bhand_0_preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-2189548562074393838</id><published>2010-05-01T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:20:15.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Name.</title><summary type='text'>says it all.I think it fits.it describes who I am.confident, natural, loving, calm, real, beautiful, strong, compassionate, understanding, brave...all the things found in nature. all the things found in my writing.no more hiding behind pennanddpaperr. i want the world to know my name even if the mouths never utter it after reading this final sentence.gwen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/2189548562074393838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=2189548562074393838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2189548562074393838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2189548562074393838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-name.html' title='The New Name.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-3862999333553128174</id><published>2010-04-29T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T23:50:02.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Are You Listening?</title><summary type='text'>she said it took her having her first child to get a grasp on reality. to really stop what she was doing wrong in her life and make a change. getting pregnant at seventeen by a guy that she learned how to love correctly and incorrectly for multiple years, who gave her something she will never be able to rid her body of. looking back on it, i remember hearing about her. she was known for fighting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/3862999333553128174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=3862999333553128174&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3862999333553128174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3862999333553128174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/are-you-listening.html' title='Are You Listening?'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-3334668497643378529</id><published>2010-04-29T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:49:54.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por Favor.</title><summary type='text'>check out my cousin/brother Chris over @ http://12dots.blogspot.com/he's new to Blogger so make him feel welcome and immerse yourself in his psyche.he's one to intrigue.pennanddpaperr.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/3334668497643378529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=3334668497643378529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3334668497643378529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3334668497643378529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/por-favor.html' title='Por Favor.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-5756357147705112222</id><published>2010-04-28T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T23:05:58.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>My Pullback .</title><summary type='text'>When I loveI love hardI will always love and get hurtBut that is my weaknessThat is my pullbackWhen I loveI love hardI believe in true loveI believe it's too good to be trueBut that is my weaknessThat is my pullbackWhen I loveI love hardI endure most of your hurtI take it and i consume itSo you won't have tooBut that is my weaknessThat is my pullbackWhen I loveI love hardI would waitBut I would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/5756357147705112222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=5756357147705112222&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5756357147705112222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5756357147705112222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-pullback.html' title='My Pullback .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-2392013134113764260</id><published>2010-04-28T12:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:07:07.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>A Day At Work.</title><summary type='text'>- He paid me in dimes. $15.are you fareal? I'M NOT SELLING DRUGS! why are you looking like a fiene counting change?! next time stop at the Luckys across the street and make friends with the Coin Star machine homes.- She walked in and walked past me without saying "Hey" "Hi" or "Fuck You".check it Taylor Swift, i understand you might not like me for whatever high school reason your brain has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/2392013134113764260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=2392013134113764260&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2392013134113764260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2392013134113764260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/he-paid-me-in-dimes.html' title='A Day At Work.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S9iFe-CwtjI/AAAAAAAAAis/oYjN17l5J9Q/s72-c/customer-service.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-3923636087379590055</id><published>2010-04-26T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T01:25:24.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>Framed .</title><summary type='text'>let me close the camera shutters and indulge in the memory card.may I find pictures that I thought were deleted but remain simply stored.I'm just trying to capture,without focus,without changing the lense,the essence of your inner beauty.which is why I sit in your presence and technology is nonexistent.may I have permission?to take your hearts deisres and give you the red light special.develop </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/3923636087379590055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=3923636087379590055&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3923636087379590055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3923636087379590055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/framed.html' title='Framed .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-3931265545659134562</id><published>2010-04-24T23:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T00:24:52.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='age'/><title type='text'>Teen Life Crisis .</title><summary type='text'>yep. ^ that's what I call it. why? because I'm nowhere near Mid-Life duh. lolbut the fact steady remains, I've been tripping!i'm turning nineteen May 26 and while I should be making plans... or friends... to go out celebrating with i'm too busy having anxiety attacks, crying, and imagining myself sliding down that age 'hill.' Wooddy said I'm 21 so if yur feelin old i'm feelin like a grandpa... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/3931265545659134562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=3931265545659134562&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3931265545659134562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3931265545659134562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/teen-life-crisis.html' title='Teen Life Crisis .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S9Psn1ucosI/AAAAAAAAAik/JtvNRCFOnvM/s72-c/midlifewebpix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-7631359051510387813</id><published>2010-04-23T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T11:37:26.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>"You Are Not Who I Thought You Were."</title><summary type='text'>when I hit about 50 followers on blogger a few special ladies stood out from the group. they took the time to talk to me, comment faithfully, shout me out, award me, and all the other wonderful blog perks. well, along with Shay, RoByn, Amy, Miss Traci, and Keisha there was another beautiful middle aged woman. beautiful writer, appreciator of my written works, and most importantly a mother. her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/7631359051510387813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=7631359051510387813&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7631359051510387813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7631359051510387813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-are-not-who-i-thought-you-were.html' title='&quot;You Are Not Who I Thought You Were.&quot;'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S9HowXFM1UI/AAAAAAAAAiU/lwseXvqHDtk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-8513006891545460650</id><published>2010-04-22T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T12:16:50.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog games'/><title type='text'>I'm Always Pretty TRUTH-ful .</title><summary type='text'>1. Awhile ago my friend Keisha introduced the idea of Tumblr to me and of course I rejected leaving blogger. I thought this was the coolest site ever... until I read someones blog and found out blogger is soooo 3 years ago LOL. woah! ... i'm super late.2. I watch Roseanne religiously every night. she's hella funny!3. I've realized many people who read my blog don't know me and never will. I could</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/8513006891545460650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=8513006891545460650&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/8513006891545460650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/8513006891545460650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-always-pretty-truth-ful.html' title='I&apos;m Always Pretty TRUTH-ful .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S9CfRDlCmbI/AAAAAAAAAiM/wiXwCHlaheE/s72-c/moment-of-truth-promo-788548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-820751198168674265</id><published>2010-04-19T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T12:00:36.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Is That Girl ?</title><summary type='text'>So uhm, I feel like I should've did this in the beginning but I wanted my words to manifest in your brains and let you create your own image of me. I had no expectations in doing this but luckily for me it worked out for the best. did I mention I love you guys?I've shared my personal experiences and given you my sarcastic side notes, but i've never really divulged who I am as far as beliefs, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/820751198168674265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=820751198168674265&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/820751198168674265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/820751198168674265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/who-is-that-girl.html' title='Who Is That Girl ?'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S8ymzy3kHVI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Pkfo2FY-hPY/s72-c/hah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-9059836855183942540</id><published>2010-04-17T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T15:17:56.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Don't Worry, I Didn't Say Your Name Sista.</title><summary type='text'>I think you should know that the self righteous look doesn't look good on you.I agree, which is why I don't wear it.you come off like you're so humble and blessed to be liked by so many other bloggers on blogger but let's be real, its a act. nobody can be that happy about anything. especially people you don't know.I guess you have yet to experience complete fulfillment from.. anything! because I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/9059836855183942540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=9059836855183942540&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/9059836855183942540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/9059836855183942540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-worry-i-didnt-say-your-name-sista.html' title='Don&apos;t Worry, I Didn&apos;t Say Your Name Sista.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-2184708613844962074</id><published>2010-04-16T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:46:28.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Where Are All The Good Ones ?</title><summary type='text'>There was Kenny..somehow he got hooked up with the girl I called my best friend,That fucked with my then "man",I was with,steady,for two years.Jessica.I still remember her red hair.Horse teeth, body, average. but since she was a white girl, Outrageous.gifted mind,ignorant acts.saw The Gift in me before spoken words.Then there was Josh..came in swangin em'Dimples,Amazing.And your voice,Sing to my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/2184708613844962074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=2184708613844962074&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2184708613844962074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2184708613844962074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/where-are-all-good-ones.html' title='Where Are All The Good Ones ?'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-7416463235243538543</id><published>2010-04-15T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:45:36.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>No Game, No Lines.</title><summary type='text'>I know this Floweressence of a Nubian power a Beautiful creation my thoughts,soul Trust,and True Love is willing to devourmay I shower a sense of Reconsiderationthough I might be in the waiting,Patience is a Virtueso call my humbleness Love in the making.pennanddpaperr.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/7416463235243538543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=7416463235243538543&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7416463235243538543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7416463235243538543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/shed-appreciate-something-different.html' title='No Game, No Lines.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-4583004489129650551</id><published>2010-04-14T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T13:40:13.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Thought I'd Have To Write A Post About This...</title><summary type='text'>so lately I have been getting some static about my recent poetry posts. whats wrong with them? &lt;-- my exact thoughts. apparently, my poems "don't make any sense", are "unidentifiable", and a few other not so nice things.welp!I honestly dont know what to tell all you who have reached out and mentioned this to me. I write for myself and my readers are a apart of who I am and with that being said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/4583004489129650551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=4583004489129650551&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4583004489129650551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4583004489129650551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/never-thought-id-have-to-write-post.html' title='Never Thought I&apos;d Have To Write A Post About This...'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-6390932968802988323</id><published>2010-04-13T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:17:50.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>...And They Lived Happily Ever After!</title><summary type='text'>dead.that's the kind of Love I wanna have.ain't letting you go for nothing else .at first i'll exhibit Perfection and Polished but after awhile,Our Love Not Gone.Comfort Chains will pull Loyal Gains.you'll stray but never forget Home.Solid.isn't that the real love story?pennanddpaperr.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/6390932968802988323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=6390932968802988323&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6390932968802988323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6390932968802988323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-they-lived-happily-ever-after.html' title='...And They Lived Happily Ever After!'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1974910093451817187</id><published>2010-04-11T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:44:39.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><title type='text'>Damn, Twitter Got Me !</title><summary type='text'>Yes, I made one! after all my anti - twitterness ... *hangs head*to be real, I only made it to follow Erykah Badu *nods head and smiles* but a lot of you special people have one too s0o0o0o0o, WinWin!are you going to... follow me!  :)http://twitter.com/skiesforeyes*shoutout to the Dopest Chick to ever pick up a Pen, Tzitzi! for letting me pick her brain on a username lol.*"ily my writing wife , </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1974910093451817187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1974910093451817187&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1974910093451817187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1974910093451817187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/damn-twitter-got-me.html' title='Damn, Twitter Got Me !'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-6244985238361736854</id><published>2010-04-11T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T14:56:27.803-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>No Cool Title .</title><summary type='text'>its a everyday addiction,this thing I feel.born to Fly like birds who Soar in the skyto ultimately end up High, on Cloud 9.its a movement in many ways.a dance of Laughs, Cries, and Smiles,that caress me.engulfs me completelyto gently rise.its a GameI have to strategically play,getting inside the others head.hating to love the Mystery.but with each lookfree falling.it's a book never written.the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/6244985238361736854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=6244985238361736854&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6244985238361736854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6244985238361736854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-cool-title.html' title='No Cool Title .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-5799836294289804533</id><published>2010-04-10T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T21:22:14.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Don't Be A Nigger Ignorant .</title><summary type='text'>A black person isn't just a 'nigga' and a white person isn't just a 'cracker' these days. There are positive and negative points to being any race and many different kinds of people that take on their own living version of each. While some exercise the 'good' qualities there are those that do other things...1. There you are in the store, looking through racks of clothes or price checking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/5799836294289804533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=5799836294289804533&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5799836294289804533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5799836294289804533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-be-nigger-ignorant.html' title='Don&apos;t Be &lt;s&gt;A Nigger&lt;/s&gt; Ignorant .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-2694830199839768230</id><published>2010-04-10T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T19:40:42.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>A Fluid Reason .</title><summary type='text'>the reflection in the water shows Me,Myself.the person everyone sees,the person anyone can recognize.the reflection in the water is showing Me,I can be more.it shows me Purified, Decent, Fulfilled.when I touch the water it ripples,like my eyes opening and closing to view the world.I take it all in,and it doesn't just reflect Me.the reflection in the water shows me and who I've Become.the </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-4434878316670098871</id><published>2010-04-09T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T10:54:04.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>My Written Evolution .</title><summary type='text'>*poetically firm*ima Cum Deep.ima make my words Cream written mind blowing fantasies.Woah! far out freak.Shehad me throwing em back before we gotback to her crib, where i was justdropping her off...before she invited meIn.*hangs head**exaggerated pause*sorry didn't mean to leave you hanging.thats just kinda how it felt when she was doing this thing called play plus 4...*obviously lying*and i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1888405146566744241</id><published>2010-04-08T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T12:21:58.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>The Written Feline .</title><summary type='text'>the sexiest animal is a White Tiger.Aggressive yet Feminine, Independent but Loving.Adaptive Territorians.damn,I just described a Strong Black Woman.You knowthe kind that look everything like their name,but underlying is a whole bunch of,otha thangs.that all still manage to Intrigue You.stands by her Man but dares him to Test her allowings.had all mind blowing bodies back in their day until their</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-9127452330469123047</id><published>2010-04-07T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T10:22:27.637-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>A Crumpled Piece Of Paper .</title><summary type='text'>man one time when we was walking.She put her hand on my back and rubbed my arm saying how proud she was I done It.You know, It!The It where she-helped-you-with-assignment- and-you-acted-as-if-you-didn't-know-it-and-you-get-an-A-when-you-knew-it-beforehand-but-you'd-do-anything-t0-make-her-feel,Appreciated.I don't really be trying to get at her but shiiiiiiiiit she act like she want me.i mean, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/9127452330469123047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=9127452330469123047&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/9127452330469123047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/9127452330469123047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/crumpled-piece-of-paper.html' title='A Crumpled Piece Of Paper .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1787770694464900232</id><published>2010-04-06T09:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:40:03.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>Poetic, World - MY State .</title><summary type='text'>in My Poetic World there's a Depth with every Word used.a Underlined Meaning with every Thoughtthat comes to Life on a piece of Paper.I build My World through Experiencesand add touches of bliss.things I cannot get in The Box,the State,the World puts Him,Her,and will fail to put I in.I Create Magicwith just a look to the Sky, Inspiration.and Beautiful Words that Flow from My Pencil.I Touch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1787770694464900232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1787770694464900232&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1787770694464900232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1787770694464900232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/poetic-world-my-state.html' title='Poetic, World - MY State .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-225494831222508835</id><published>2010-04-05T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T14:08:47.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><title type='text'>Speechless .</title><summary type='text'>today as I sat Indian style on the living room floor eating Cap'n Crunch Berries, watching Little Bear on Nick Jr, and fitted in my purple feetie jammies .. don't judge me lol .. I was checking in with my blogspot family. ya know reading every bodies thoughts, feelings, and vital information when Blog Award by Don at http://minusthebars.blogspot.com/ caught my attention. *if you haven't checked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/225494831222508835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=225494831222508835&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/225494831222508835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/225494831222508835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/speechless-well-i-guess-not-since-im.html' title='Speechless .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S7pQn37w82I/AAAAAAAAAfk/lZt3wFsCuaM/s72-c/bloggg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-6247116189145820176</id><published>2010-04-05T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T11:25:31.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>"These violent delights have violent ends."</title><summary type='text'>He was always toldhe'd be a Star,every coaches favorite.He never complained,about running the lapsfor he knew they were just the basics,and that when in the Gamethe muscles he builtwould help make him so much better.He awed all the crowdsas he shot and shot,made it,and more than likely got the steal.the girls went wildthey oohed and awwedand wished one day to date him.little did they knowOne girl</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/6247116189145820176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=6247116189145820176&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6247116189145820176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6247116189145820176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/these-violent-delights-have-violent.html' title='&quot;These violent delights have violent ends.&quot;'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-9089012264889497320</id><published>2010-04-04T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T11:37:47.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>Popular Rarity .</title><summary type='text'>I think she was Haitianher body vibratingon the dance floorall her Mans boys checking for herstrutting with a mean walka real Divahad all her girls Enviousstare that said I'm better thanYou.Never the type to bring home to MomsPops had a couple back in his day.messed around and got her Pregnantyou knew nothing about itbusting something and wasn't thinking aboutno Condom.can't believe You gotta Man</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/9089012264889497320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=9089012264889497320&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/9089012264889497320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/9089012264889497320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-she-was-haitian-her-body.html' title='Popular Rarity .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-3484423017560289524</id><published>2010-04-03T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T16:39:09.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog games'/><title type='text'>Dear__ 10 - 1</title><summary type='text'>Remember, the 10 to 1 is basically writing down the 10 things I wish I could say to 10 different people but...cant, won't or just haven't. And I don't say who they are :)1. To the guy that holds my heart without his conscious hand, I love you. Luckily i'm not saying names... although silk, the many cocooned feelings are daring to break open and well, I just can't deal with the butterflies.2. To </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/3484423017560289524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=3484423017560289524&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3484423017560289524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3484423017560289524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/remember-10-to-1-is-basically-writing.html' title='Dear__ 10 - 1'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-8041956646316590032</id><published>2010-04-03T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:10:18.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>Scene: Now.</title><summary type='text'>this Music today is nothing more than Nonsense to Beats that control our heads to nod with them.that keep us Limited to what Good Music is by making it Hard for Real Lyricist to get In.forcing those who are Non-Conformists to be cast out as if they are Not Worthy.making it Hard for Desires to ever end their Journey and start their Climb to Public Stardom.Adored by many who are Familiar to them, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/8041956646316590032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=8041956646316590032&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/8041956646316590032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/8041956646316590032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/scene-now.html' title='Scene: Now.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-6482616425495542193</id><published>2010-04-02T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T00:07:37.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog love'/><title type='text'>It's Been Great Blogspot.</title><summary type='text'>I'm nearing 100 followers... *bites nail* AND I'M ECSTATIC !! *spins around in computer chair laughing and squealing*when I first started blogging it seemed like getting even one follower was going to be a challenge, what to write, what audience to appeal to, be myself or be commercial, and any number after was just going to be luck. nearing 100 is truly a blessing. even more exciting than I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/6482616425495542193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=6482616425495542193&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6482616425495542193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6482616425495542193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-great-blogspot.html' title='It&apos;s Been Great Blogspot.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S7bmQfy-HpI/AAAAAAAAAfc/cLGlcY4FRpM/s72-c/facebook-tag-friends-i-love-you-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-7968372386008650210</id><published>2010-04-02T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T13:10:27.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>Mainstream.</title><summary type='text'>i'm sorry. I could never be no Puppet.dangling from little strings, a team tellingme where to go, when to eat, how to beall about Image, i'm damned i'm a Womansex sells, but i'm a Publicity Virgincast me out if you have to, i'll make iti'm a True Artist, gimme a palette i'll Create It.I can't be fake, so why'd I signthe Industry? my True Art? Compromisepicking and choosing what they want to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/7968372386008650210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=7968372386008650210&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7968372386008650210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7968372386008650210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/mainstream.html' title='Mainstream.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1156155893019708642</id><published>2010-04-01T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T22:28:06.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>Whenever, Wherever</title><summary type='text'>I Write In My Bathtub.where the water is hot and my words can only sink to the bottom beforethey rise and float and find Me.I think that's what they call Weight.my words carry much.I Write On The Toilet.as I let waste pass, i'm letting new words Bless these Pages.before, I didn't have much to saynow i'm working on Words worth engraving.catch me walking around town,big brown eyes "hey Gwen, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1156155893019708642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1156155893019708642&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1156155893019708642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1156155893019708642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/whenever-wherever.html' title='Whenever, Wherever'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-2175797295329637049</id><published>2010-04-01T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T19:12:53.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE Stop Back By !</title><summary type='text'>as I was checking my New comments that needed to be approved for Blogger I was drinking a Cherry Limeade Chiller from Sonic and was so wrapped up in the WRONG thing I accidentally pressed Reject instead of Approve for the comments. =\I know one of the special people that stopped by and blessed my posts with a comment was Don and the other... some wonderful Young Woman that is going Naturale.so if</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/2175797295329637049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=2175797295329637049&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2175797295329637049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2175797295329637049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/04/please-stop-back-by.html' title='PLEASE Stop Back By !'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-3333342345978107979</id><published>2010-03-31T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:18:17.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><title type='text'>Bald Guys Never Have A Bad Hair Day.</title><summary type='text'>after many attempts to try and go Natural ..NOT washing my hair for long periods of time ... *yuck!*twisting with different products ...getting kinky twist ... &lt;--- the hair used, slipped out in the first few daysobvious, F A I L !my sister Bernice told me that there is in fact a way I could go Natural even with my hair type (silky and soft) but she's not exactly on board with the idea so she is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/3333342345978107979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=3333342345978107979&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3333342345978107979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3333342345978107979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/03/bald-guys-never-have-bad-hair-day.html' title='Bald Guys Never Have A Bad Hair Day.'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S7Qj_B4kQMI/AAAAAAAAAfU/qRDMxm6n3iw/s72-c/Luster%2527s_Pink_Oil_Moisturizer_350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-4048104450200403588</id><published>2010-03-30T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:54:08.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>When Boredom Set In .</title><summary type='text'>Suppose I loved like you.There'd be no new Fruit to pluck in early Spring if I loved like you.Nothing to show for Harvesting and Growth, just weeds that make the prettiest thing look remote.Loving like you.I can't understand why you love like you do.When I say I love youand you thinking you're playing me, say "I love you too."That's just the way you love, don't chu?Acting like you.You should be a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/4048104450200403588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=4048104450200403588&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4048104450200403588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4048104450200403588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-impressions.html' title='When Boredom Set In .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-2131585068894500976</id><published>2010-03-30T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T15:54:10.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog games'/><title type='text'>One Word Tag ...</title><summary type='text'>i was Tagged by Miss RayvnRae @ ravynrae.blogspot.com/ to do a one word Tag post.*i love things like this! (:Here we go !Hair -natural mess of curls ( :Your Mother - my he♥rtYour Father - still fairly new to my lifeFav Food- chinese and italianDream last night - i dont remember ...Fav drink - waterWhat room are you in - living roomHobby - writing/blogging, shopping, working outFear - losing my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/2131585068894500976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=2131585068894500976&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2131585068894500976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2131585068894500976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-word-tag.html' title='One Word Tag ...'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-5161904733731159057</id><published>2010-03-29T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T00:09:48.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><title type='text'>For Me ?!</title><summary type='text'>today i received The Beautiful Blogger award from the very entertaining Cook.The.Poet @ lyricalthoughtz.blogspot.com/*leans back in chair, sighs, and big smile appears on face*you have no idea how good it feels to be selected to receive this award. i have quite a few now where some have never experienced receiving one so every time after the first one, which by the way is still very much a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/5161904733731159057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=5161904733731159057&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5161904733731159057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5161904733731159057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-me.html' title='For Me ?!'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S7GTeAbEJbI/AAAAAAAAAcc/iUCTjEzRkvQ/s72-c/bloggg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1793058588656223431</id><published>2010-03-27T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T20:54:53.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>They Ask Me Why I'm Deep .</title><summary type='text'>they ask me why I'm deep.why every word that leaves my lips seems planned before I speak.they don't look at the full form, pink, beauty mark adorned flesh that once kissed a thug goodbye,cuz The Lifestyle eventually claimed his life.no, they just ask Why.i cry for all the Single Mothers.they sure don't have the time to cry for themselves.to let one drop of emotion fall from their,Eyes.see more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1793058588656223431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1793058588656223431&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1793058588656223431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1793058588656223431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/03/they-ask-me-why-im-deep.html' title='They Ask Me Why I&apos;m Deep .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S67L8K6xxrI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Z3bhLmbICWY/s72-c/spoken_word.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-4699854233313021414</id><published>2010-03-26T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T20:55:34.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self appreciation'/><title type='text'>To: ALL The Women Of Blogger ...</title><summary type='text'>"A capable, intelligent and virtuous woman, who is he who can find her? She is far more precious than jewels and her value is far ABOVE RUBIES or pearls." Proverbs 31:10pennanddpaperr.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/4699854233313021414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=4699854233313021414&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4699854233313021414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4699854233313021414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-all-beautiful-women-of-blogger.html' title='To: ALL The Women Of Blogger ...'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S60prkTvrlI/AAAAAAAAAb8/VfNNLWJbeeI/s72-c/beautiful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-4424090097615669829</id><published>2010-03-24T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:19:15.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>He Calls Me His "Bottom Bitch"</title><summary type='text'>so what is that suppose to mean? is this the new "Thing" because if so... i guess im just not going to ever fit in. what happened to being someones girlfriend, wifey, best friend, and all the rest of those... nowadays seemingly meaningless titles?girl #1 "all I'm saying is that he can do what he want as long as when we together its all about me. if i cant prove it then.."girl #2 "then a bitch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/4424090097615669829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=4424090097615669829&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4424090097615669829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4424090097615669829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/03/he-calls-me-his-bottom-bitch.html' title='He Calls Me His &quot;Bottom Bitch&quot;'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-4687813832766537470</id><published>2010-03-19T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T02:53:44.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>"i didnt mean to call you"</title><summary type='text'>this is why i hate "getting to know" or "talking" to a guy. i detest the vulnerability. the waiting for his phone calls, the butterflies from a text message, the lack of emotional control when he makes you laugh and can even make you smile when your mad. point blank, the expectations. and not just expecting "things" but the common courtesies. without them knowing it they hold you in their hands..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/4687813832766537470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=4687813832766537470&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4687813832766537470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4687813832766537470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-didnt-mean-to-call-you.html' title='&quot;i didnt mean to call you&quot;'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S6NH85BghWI/AAAAAAAAAb0/E6DyoifGZ2E/s72-c/long-distance-relationship-issues.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-7810790990358691779</id><published>2010-03-17T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T10:04:14.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>The Title .</title><summary type='text'>eight people in the living room - myself , two brothers , and five of their friends, chilling. MTV Jams pounding out of the flat screen, Jay-Z's - On To The Next One going off and Wayne's - A Milli coming on.Steven "Man I'm glad that nigga Wayne going to jail. give somebody else a chance to shine. Jay need to bring his old ass back and take the title." the rest of the idiots "Hell yea, man."*Gwen</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/7810790990358691779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=7810790990358691779&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7810790990358691779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7810790990358691779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/03/title.html' title='The Title .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-827848514457160209</id><published>2010-03-12T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T21:17:02.649-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>A Emotional Fight .</title><summary type='text'>This chick named Misery can throw a bangin ass party,she don’t need flyers, posters, or even a venue to get it started.All she needs to do, is convince one soul,then they’ll try and bring their whole family both young and old.Friends, coworkers even people in the street,then everyone will bring everyone that everyone meets.The drinks get to flowing the bar be popping,the dance floor be packed, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/827848514457160209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=827848514457160209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/827848514457160209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/827848514457160209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/03/many-faces-of-woman.html' title='A Emotional Fight .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-6951153912950749271</id><published>2010-03-11T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:19:41.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>To The Point .</title><summary type='text'>Please forgive some of us. Be patient. A lot of us who claim they want a Man have a altered reality of what a Real Man is. and Woman please forgive the Men. they were trained to fuck us and not be a friend.pennanddpaperr.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/6951153912950749271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=6951153912950749271&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6951153912950749271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6951153912950749271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-point.html' title='To The Point .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-8209404740311173001</id><published>2010-03-09T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T02:29:02.546-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Catch Me If You Can .</title><summary type='text'>i have walls around my heart. they are wide, high, and strong. and i refuse to let anyone break them down. at just the slightest crack in there structure i instantly patch it and take extra precautions to protect what has yet healed and concealed behind them. call me selfish, wrong, and plain scary but i refuse to risk the chance of being hurt again...but why do i find myself contemplating giving</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/8209404740311173001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=8209404740311173001&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/8209404740311173001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/8209404740311173001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/03/catch-me-if-you-can.html' title='Catch Me If You Can .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S5YeJPZ2dzI/AAAAAAAAAac/Eh_1aFMXr0w/s72-c/break-up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-5206524598179354739</id><published>2010-03-01T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T15:13:49.605-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><title type='text'>The Menstural Cycle .</title><summary type='text'>although a lovely reminder of femininity to many woman every month, it has came at the worst time for a irregular cycled young Gwen.*sighs and recounts the days events*I'm doing great with working out six days a week and eating right. going hard, sweating it out, and feeling more motivated than the day before everyday i approach the gym doors. that was until Mother Nature twirled her strawberry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/5206524598179354739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=5206524598179354739&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5206524598179354739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5206524598179354739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/03/menstural-cycle.html' title='The Menstural Cycle .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S4y2mSQUpWI/AAAAAAAAAaI/68PSSyH2_lI/s72-c/pmschocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-6272373228674358454</id><published>2010-03-01T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T02:19:36.855-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>You Deserve A Oscar .</title><summary type='text'>i figure it has to be act. it cannot be possible to have a body that holds a heart with no soul and a brain with no conscious. although, time and time again weather its my own personal experiences or others it has been proven that these douche lords are 24/7 devoted to their craft; negatively changing lives. i cant count on my fingers how many times i have heard someone say that He uttered the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/6272373228674358454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=6272373228674358454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6272373228674358454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6272373228674358454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-oscar-deserving-assholes.html' title='You Deserve A Oscar .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1966932484278764333</id><published>2010-02-25T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:59:48.466-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Them Pregnancy Pains Is No Joke !</title><summary type='text'>walking down the aisle looking for a ProMax protein bar and sipping on my Fiji water, there she was. on the floor, sprawled out, tears gushing from her red eyes, and toddler teeth exposed from her wide drooling mouth, screaming and crying.*stops abruptly, stutter stepping looking around from shock* right in the middle of aisle 7 organics at Raley's just there on the floor showing out while her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1966932484278764333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1966932484278764333&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1966932484278764333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1966932484278764333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/02/them-pregnancy-pains-is-no-joke.html' title='Them Pregnancy Pains Is No Joke !'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S4dfTi6FnAI/AAAAAAAAAZw/OwAB8pgvZj8/s72-c/tempertantrum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-4170820322065810326</id><published>2010-02-19T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T23:27:06.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>The Sarcastic Truth .</title><summary type='text'>I'm starting to think that as a woman, its true when they say we don't want the men that will treat us right but rather the ones that will do us wrong. Does this make us stupid? Nahhh, I think we just have a short in our mind to heart line... lol.Take for instance my friend Rochelle. *name has been changed to protect the innocent* She was in a very healthy and inspiring relationship with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/4170820322065810326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=4170820322065810326&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4170820322065810326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4170820322065810326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/02/sarcastic-truth.html' title='The Sarcastic Truth .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S3-MJhsnmtI/AAAAAAAAAY4/se9JJWIt2ds/s72-c/335601_f520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-6386130617453852608</id><published>2010-02-16T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:06:41.564-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Do The Right Thing .</title><summary type='text'> I know it was wrong. It was selfish, a complete act of irresponsibility and lack of self control. It went against everything I stood for.*leans back in La-Z-Boy and rubs temples*I could lie and say I don't know how it happened but the regret and shame I feel wouldn't go away. In fact it hasn't left since I quit moaning, told him to stop, and he slipped out of me.*sigh*At first I blamed him. He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/6386130617453852608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=6386130617453852608&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6386130617453852608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6386130617453852608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/02/do-right-thing.html' title='Do The Right Thing .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S3tphFJeOnI/AAAAAAAAAYw/hozGUcYgKzg/s72-c/CheatingGeneLS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-8232870397863695928</id><published>2010-02-15T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T23:27:48.735-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Take The Journey With Me .</title><summary type='text'>http://intouchfocus.blogspot.com/hope to see you guys there along with me !♥ pennanddpaperr.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/8232870397863695928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=8232870397863695928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/8232870397863695928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/8232870397863695928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/02/take-journey-with-me.html' title='Take The Journey With Me .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-3530725018579251270</id><published>2010-02-12T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:20:54.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>I'm Aware I'm Not Ugly . *no cockiness intended*</title><summary type='text'>When did what I look like matter so much it became the reason why nothing bad should ever occur in my life?Being pretty doesn't stop a man from cheating. Being pretty doesn't get you good grades. Being pretty doesn't console your heart after a breakup. Being pretty doesn't make people take you serious. Being pretty does not exempt you from the lack of well thought out waste of words that spill </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/3530725018579251270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=3530725018579251270&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3530725018579251270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3530725018579251270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-aware-im-not-ugly-no-cockiness.html' title='I&apos;m Aware I&apos;m Not Ugly . *no cockiness intended*'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S3XPVQyfqvI/AAAAAAAAAYo/EkbddWiOoeA/s72-c/covered.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-2993348704229098039</id><published>2010-02-11T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:10:59.892-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I Tell It Like It Is . I'm No Exception .</title><summary type='text'>I challenged all my blogging buds to make a list of reasons why a guy or girl would NOT want to date you . Here is my list . LATE lol and uncut .1. I don't babysit or pacifier a guy just to feed his ego or his insecurities . If you can't handle the free time you might have on your hands because I have a job and go to school you need to get more serious about your own future . When we're together </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/2993348704229098039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=2993348704229098039&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2993348704229098039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/2993348704229098039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-tell-it-like-it-is-im-no-exception.html' title='I Tell It Like It Is . I&apos;m No Exception .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-3166733918705764411</id><published>2010-02-09T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T18:08:05.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Empire State Of Mind .</title><summary type='text'>New York.A fascination I have grown with. Have you ever had the feeling of not belonging? Like you weren't meant to live where you're at? For example, you're a city girl at heart, you enjoy every moment you get to venture into the center of all the action and excitement. Yet, you're trapped within the confines of your country-ass hometown.Yes, this is how I feel.And I mean I've felt this way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/3166733918705764411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=3166733918705764411&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3166733918705764411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/3166733918705764411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/02/empire-state-of-mind.html' title='Empire State Of Mind .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S3ISNjxhKeI/AAAAAAAAAYY/W0GeVOvrYrk/s72-c/NEWYORK_FUTURE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-7959664879378514201</id><published>2010-02-09T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:55:12.839-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Is This What Our Ancestors Was Fighting For ?</title><summary type='text'>I'm sick of being praised for my light skin. The obvious lack of pigmentation that somehow makes me automatically cuter, better, and more socially acceptable. Being embraced for being a mixed race when I could really care less. No thoughts on my face being wide and round or my nose looking spread. They see the shine that the sun illuminates and equate it to beauty.So many genuine yet ignorant </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/7959664879378514201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=7959664879378514201&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7959664879378514201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7959664879378514201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-this-what-our-ancestors-was-fighting.html' title='Is This What Our Ancestors Was Fighting For ?'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-5581635240529396138</id><published>2010-02-08T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:21:34.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog games'/><title type='text'>Because Amy &amp; Shay Did It  =]</title><summary type='text'>A - AVAILABLE: Single and Satisfied Baby :) B - BIRTHDAY: May 26, 91C - CRUSHING ON: a beautifully created cardigan that must be the next item i hang in my walk in closet ... ♥D - DRIVING: I wish . By the summertime . I promise !E - EMOTIONAL: Simba shouldve gotten a Oscar for The Lion King !F - FAVORITE SONG : The Sweetest Thing - Lauryn HillG - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: Worms . the bears </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/5581635240529396138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=5581635240529396138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5581635240529396138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5581635240529396138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/02/because-amy-shay-did-it.html' title='Because Amy &amp; Shay Did It  =]'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1789115868513302300</id><published>2010-02-08T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T02:00:03.684-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>You And Your Paper .</title><summary type='text'>*We interrupt your normal program to bring you:*okay so for the last few posts i have been really opening up . might not seem like it but i have . hope you guys don't think I'm some super loser with a lot of issues lol because I'm not . i do have a fun life ... its just not my fast paced New York City daydreams lol . i think i fixed myself though . i am taking more initiative to get out there and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1789115868513302300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1789115868513302300&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1789115868513302300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1789115868513302300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-and-your-paper.html' title='You And Your Paper .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-4341953703644291570</id><published>2010-02-06T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:22:16.895-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>1 Peter 5:6</title><summary type='text'>Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time he may exalt you..As much as I love to blog , I only do it because I don't have a life . Because I don't have any friends . Because I don't have the excitement or lifestyle I can only dream of and crave night and day for... This isn't depression or a cry out for help . This is me being real and telling it JUST </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/4341953703644291570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=4341953703644291570&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4341953703644291570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4341953703644291570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/02/1-peter-56.html' title='1 Peter 5:6'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S23lV3snxoI/AAAAAAAAAWg/GkjmxIyKlTc/s72-c/draft_lens1557857module52703242photo_1250731959success.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-5673491293851360952</id><published>2010-02-03T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T00:36:34.723-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><title type='text'>A.D 2000 Till When ...</title><summary type='text'>We litter, we don't eat right, we curse at each other, we think negative of each other, we wish bad things on one another, we envy each other, and we hate our own blood. Plus we don't refer or even look at the person no matter the skin color as a Brother or Sister. Last time I checked we were all Human's and reflections of the Most High. That's why you are seeing Tornadoes in California, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/5673491293851360952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=5673491293851360952&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5673491293851360952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5673491293851360952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/02/ad-2000-till-when.html' title='A.D 2000 Till When ...'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-6962538000892683817</id><published>2010-02-01T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:05:01.200-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>If I Had The Chance ...</title><summary type='text'>I would tell her that she made a mistake. Not because she left me to the beautiful woman that raised me since day one but for choosing a substance over someone so substantial. I would tell her I used to cry while I tried to answer the questions I would never get the chance to hear answered. I'm older than five yet younger than ten already aware life lessons can be hard and unfair. I would tell </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/6962538000892683817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=6962538000892683817&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6962538000892683817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6962538000892683817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-i-had-chance.html' title='If I Had The Chance ...'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S2efl-DtQcI/AAAAAAAAAV4/5dzcDZSFUAY/s72-c/child_abuse.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-1779929483762065797</id><published>2010-01-29T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T03:52:12.131-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body image'/><title type='text'>I'm Just Saying .</title><summary type='text'>I have reached the conclusion, and this is final, that I would rather have a big ass than a flat stomach. I mean let's be real when has a flat stomach ever come in handy in the bedroom? sure it looks good but can you hold on to it and smack it? &lt;--- that doesnt sound sexy to have happen to your stomach.*kicks up feet in La-Z-Boy and sips her slurpee*I'm not saying catch a severe case of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/1779929483762065797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=1779929483762065797&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1779929483762065797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/1779929483762065797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/01/nobody-said-you-cant-have-both.html' title='I&apos;m Just Saying .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S2LEe2RLzyI/AAAAAAAAAVs/3X5Z3DhTgHI/s72-c/brazilian%2520secret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-777180102513900025</id><published>2010-01-27T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T16:13:41.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>He's Stupid and You're Dumb .</title><summary type='text'>It kills me when women get with a guy with intentions of changing him. I mean really, what the hell is that?! You fall for him knowing what the shit is before hand: he was with somebody, showed some interest in you, talked big shit and made his original chick seem like nothing more than a jump off, ends up spending more time with you but she keeps popping up because SHE can't get over him? Uhm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/777180102513900025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=777180102513900025&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/777180102513900025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/777180102513900025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/01/hes-stupid-and-youre-dumb.html' title='He&apos;s Stupid and You&apos;re Dumb .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S2DVNnYn1MI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Q51HcnaRyJk/s72-c/cheating.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-4453822928420073077</id><published>2010-01-27T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T01:19:23.157-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>Did You ?</title><summary type='text'>if you watch Teen Mom, like i do religiously, you would have seen the finale tonight when Tylor took Catelynn out to lunch and proposed to her... *awwww*can i get one of these please?! *big smile with hands clapsed, i promise ill be good !* minus the baby and adoption delima .i am SO ready for the Teen Mom reunion and the NEW season of 16 and Pregnant !!*jumps up and down in her Ni Hao, Kai-lan </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/4453822928420073077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=4453822928420073077&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4453822928420073077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4453822928420073077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/01/did-you.html' title='Did You ?'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S2AEGS5hkNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/WNTFuXeUkco/s72-c/teen_mom_mtv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-6189693708342431338</id><published>2010-01-26T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T21:38:05.101-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poetry'/><title type='text'>poet's Jasmine</title><summary type='text'> she posses the petals of pure innocence .her feminine sweetness and beauty. capturing your eye and breath , gently whispering .her love and all she has to offer seemingly small but elusive .unlike any other, for the taking if you be gentle and not abuse her .kisses like a lover , healing like a mother , restoring the balance of energy .a real woman, relying on what surrounds her .focused on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/6189693708342431338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=6189693708342431338&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6189693708342431338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/6189693708342431338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/01/poets-jasmine.html' title='poet&apos;s Jasmine'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S1_PzsjawLI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ZF8K0GZJWEU/s72-c/jasmine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-7299213974808418198</id><published>2010-01-25T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:41:52.441-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Not Out Of Guilt But Compassion .</title><summary type='text'>You still don't understand why it was that I took off in the first place, why I had to, what it would have meant for me if i did not. You don't see ur part in all that happened, either, not at all, nor any of the reasoning or feeling that drove me to do what I did. All you see is my fault.That's easy, of course. It's so obvious.Yet if I know anything, I know this, my former boyfriend: You've got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/7299213974808418198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=7299213974808418198&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7299213974808418198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7299213974808418198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-out-of-guilt-but-compassion.html' title='Not Out Of Guilt But Compassion .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-7896342200083595921</id><published>2010-01-25T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:23:19.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><title type='text'>Its Soooo Worth It !</title><summary type='text'>here i was sick in bed, feeling awful, and had literally slept my life away today when i log on to Blogger to catch up on my reading and see the beautiful, talented, and very entertaining Robyn Latice has once again rewarded me not once but TWICE with blog awards !*smiles really wide and waves wildly "Heyyy Girrrrl !"the last time i received a award i wasn't aware of the fact there were "rules" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/7896342200083595921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=7896342200083595921&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7896342200083595921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7896342200083595921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-soooo-worth-it.html' title='Its Soooo Worth It !'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S11zsir3FGI/AAAAAAAAAVE/41t5bQvnkFo/s72-c/goldenmind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-814922439286723036</id><published>2010-01-23T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:26:23.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Out Of My Mind . Back In A Hour .</title><summary type='text'>It took me exactly seventeen minutes from the time I woke up to now, for me to be sprawled out on my bed in petulance !*rolls over and furiously types* that was a good opening line.Why must she get under my skin like this?! In the most woah!-where-did-that-come-from! way . On what was starting off as a very good day...*plays with her belly ring, closes eyes and let's the mental recap take over*"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/814922439286723036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=814922439286723036&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/814922439286723036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/814922439286723036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/01/out-of-mind-back-in-hour.html' title='Out Of My Mind . Back In A Hour .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-4798484502082496671</id><published>2010-01-21T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T16:37:07.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Live And Learn .</title><summary type='text'>I don't consider myself a ride or die chick because like my girl Tashay Royal said i dont posess that "he can fuck around on me , but I'm going to always be right here." kind of attitude. that "I'm a ride whether he robbing a bank , selling drugs , and sitting behind bars for life." kind of attitude BUT I am a good woman. I'll stand by you, support you, help you out, and love you but I'm NOT </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/4798484502082496671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=4798484502082496671&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4798484502082496671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4798484502082496671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-live-and-learn.html' title='Live And Learn .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-4760270097008007853</id><published>2010-01-20T21:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:27:35.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nesquik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='k-swiss'/><title type='text'>Raise Your Hand .</title><summary type='text'>if you know you had a pair of Classic Whites ! *raises hand*and you needed two scoops or more ! *raises hand*lol the good ole days .pennanddpaperr.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/4760270097008007853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=4760270097008007853&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4760270097008007853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/4760270097008007853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/01/raise-your-hand.html' title='Raise Your Hand .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S1ftdqWDkfI/AAAAAAAAAUs/6OkTZgwItMk/s72-c/k-swiss-womens-classic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-5985603682215774342</id><published>2010-01-20T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T14:21:09.431-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabolous'/><title type='text'>iCrush .</title><summary type='text'>on this man right here . yep . its been going on for quite some time and has yet to waver . while all the Bow Wow and Trey Songz fever is still going strong so is mine for F A B . weather its the fact he has yet to fix his chipped tooth or his laid back, type chill demeanor in addition to his undeniable flow hes made a fan out of me and been my choice for "Who Id Date If I Was In The Industry." </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/5985603682215774342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=5985603682215774342&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5985603682215774342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/5985603682215774342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/01/icrush.html' title='iCrush .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S1eAVeP4CpI/AAAAAAAAAUk/CeS-tHeRUV0/s72-c/fabolous-02-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018236254992143136.post-7413386330574478811</id><published>2010-01-20T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:28:21.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>No Point At All .</title><summary type='text'>its three in the morning . I'm awake . why ? i have no idea . i haven't had a normal sleeping pattern since freshmen year in high school . i cant pin point weather it was the subconscious stress of being a 'teenager' or the countless nights of late night phone conversations with the steady boyfriend i kept for two years . way to catch a girl in her coming out . asshole .I'm watching Serendipity .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/feeds/7413386330574478811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5018236254992143136&amp;postID=7413386330574478811&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7413386330574478811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018236254992143136/posts/default/7413386330574478811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetikily.blogspot.com/2010/01/insomnia.html' title='No Point At All .'/><author><name>- gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13678475252366179053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3oqWq5zEH4/Te66Rx7m34I/AAAAAAAAAus/ZeVek6T2eO8/s220/216929_205019362862915_100000645595985_646189_806014_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1eNXNGnW9s/S1bjcMd3mhI/AAAAAAAAAUc/k69JlWp1gno/s72-c/sleep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
