The Poetic Soul Of ÅnØmålî™...

Just A Few Excerpts From My Life... Here You Will Find My Poetry (Jumbled Thoughts Usually Written In The Heart Of Volatile Emotion I Had No Other Way To Express), A Collab Or Two, Some Of My Favorite Poems/Poets, Original And/Or Favorite Quotes...A Few Blogs/Brief Essays: Free-Style, Words That Move Me; Strike A Chord In Me, And That I Believe Could Or Should Strike Something In Others... Take Me In Slowly...I Swim The Depths Of The Soul...And I Am At Home There... ~A

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...Songstress.Writer.Freedom Fighter.Muse.Rebel.Actress.Prophet.Poet.Musician.Genre Bender.GOD Lover.Dichotomy.Trailblazer.World Changer. Blah, Blah, Blah...

"Art Is The Reason I Get Up In The Morning..."

By The Very Definition Of My Name, I Am Without Rules, Boundaries, Or The Confines Of This World...

"In This World, But Not Of This World"...

Simply Stated: I DON'T DO BOXES!

My Music; My Writing; Is My Soul Poured Onto Canvas. I Am Utterly Naked And Without Pretense Or Shame. To Understand It; To Truly Connect With My Words Is To Know Some Genuine Piece Of Me…Infinitely.


Friday, June 27, 2008

"God Give Me Strength"

This little number is just me at Chris' Jazz Cafe doing my acoustic set while my fabulous band is on break (yes, it is ME playing for myself live while I sing!) with my Sweetie recording me doing my thing on the piano as we prepare for the BWAF on August 3rd, at 9:00 PM @ World

Café Live (BE THERE!!!).

I was not in the best of voice (long week and a lot of singing that day) and thus, was a bit raspy and missed a few runs...and the recording is VERY ROUGH and the piano is overshadowing my voice in the lower register parts, but dammit, I love this song so much who cares!!! :)

This song will be officially recorded with perfection in the coming weeks for my upcoming independent EP in preparation for the full length album "Church Girl"(thanks to those of you who have heard me perform it live and have insisted on being able to buy it immediately...;).

So here goes...and if you have ever heard this song, you know that I definitely have made it my has carried me through some rough times, and is affectionately known as my dark place song...

The lyrics are posted below:


Now I have nothing, so God give me strength,
'Cause I'm weak in his way;
And if I'm strong, I might stay or break.

And I don't have anything to share
That I won't throw away into the air.
That song is sung out.
This bell is rung out.

He was the light that I'd bless.
He took my last chance at happiness.
So God give me strength.
God give me strength.

I can't hold on to him.
God give me strength.
When the phone doesn't ring
And I'm lost in imagining
Everything that kind of love is worth
As I tumble back down to the earth.

That song is sung out.
This bell is rung out.
He was the light that I'd bless.
He took my last chance at happiness.
So God give me strength.

God, if he'd grant me his indulgence and decline,
I might as well wipe him from my memory.
Fracture the spell as he becomes my enemy.
Maybe I was washed out
Like a lip print on a shirt.
See, I'm only human, I want him to hurt!
I want him; I want him; I want him to hurt!

Since I lost the power to pretend
That there could ever be a happy ending.
That song is sung out.
This bell is rung out.

He was the light that I'd bless.
He took my last chance at happiness.
So God give me strength.
God give me strength.

God give me strength.
God give me strength.

Give me strength…
Give me strength…

I need strength.

~Burt Bacharach/Elvis Costello~

Monday, June 23, 2008

The Best Dating Profile I Ever Read...

Because I'm focused, NOT blind, I am always seeking new friends, and am always flattered when someone worthy pays me mind...;)

In attempt to speak to the universe and have you heed its call should it beckon to you.

You live your life boldly, with frequent deep-down belly laughs. Your words are ample; your tongue is lithe, skilled and poised to speak your truth into existence. You say exactly what you mean and your words bond you with the universe. Your desire to be in the right surpasses your want to be right. You know that some times being human is hard, because there are so many humans just being. You are purposeful in your life’s walk, calm and compassionate. You stand flat-footed in your own truths, some spoken, others just understood. You say “please” and “thank you” effortlessly. You stretch out your hand knowing my heart is within reach. Your voice reaches hovels, and speaks life into existence. You are aesthetically pleasing, well-groomed,
svelte, exuding femininity, grace of stature, and are as bodacious as you want to be.

I am the kinetics for all these seemingly potential loves you’ve searched to find, just beyond your current grasp, yet only a keystroke away. Have your soul call out to answer mine. Assuredly, I will listen. I am not cocky or grandiose, just somewhat consumed with knowing you’re out there and confounded in my not having met you as of yet. I am average and extraordinary, fierce and nurturing, loquacious with a reticence that pokes through during moments of self-reflection, assiduous with bouts of silliness. I am a lover of poignant observations and demure flirtations.

We survive on another’s breaths. When we say we’re sorry to one another, it means we
purposefully will never do that again. We are the sugarplums that dance in one another’s heads. We wrestle playfully with one another and hold each other when
silence is the only antidote to our ills. We think before we speak, never shouting when soft words and whispers will suffice. We know vicariously of some of our limitations, but are genuinely surprised in our infinite possibilities. We write our suppositions in pencil and our promises indelibly in ink. We dance in the rain, we clap our hands, and laugh aloud, we are what we are, not what we were or who we’ve yet to become. We don’t make dates with each other, we make time for one another, we make room, and we make awe(some) memories.

I simply aspire to meet you, for the possibility of us.

(Now how dope was that???)