New Year's Eve - On the Brink of Infinite Possibility

Well, its New Year's Eve, and first I would like to wish everyone a safe, productive, brilliant, exciting, fulfilling New Year.
I'm definitely looking forward to the new year, I look at it as an opportunity to start new. 2009 is ripe with possiility, and I've been inspired to stop standing in my own damn way... And make something more of myself.
I'm so much more than the black girl/office drone I appear to be on the outside.
I plan on showing and proving to myself that I am more than an intimidating glare...

I am a Proud Black Woman:
Mother, Daughter, Sister and Lover
Intellectual and Perpetual Thinker
Social Drinker...
Creative artist, writer...fighter
Grouch lighter
Intricately simplistic
Optimistic, realistic
Universally lifted; I'm gifted
In so many ways
Raw talent for days
Love to debate, discuss and cuss
Sharp tongued but never ill-willing
Tired of the killing
Tired of television
Addicted to music and clothes
Love high heels, but hate pantyhose
Don't go to church, but to each his own...
Hate the phone
Won't bless you when you sneeze
And I still say, "nigga, please..."
Understand that people will judge me
On many different degrees
Realize this thing is bigger than you
Or me.

'09 is my Year to Shine... I'm declaring war on ignorance and envy. I refuse to be a part of either. I am striving for perfection...no moment will be wasted. I'm going to love hard, fight harder...PEACE to all, and have a Fabulous New Year!!

Promise

Forgot what promise feels like.
Tastes like. Looks like.
I've been blinded and suffocated by promise.
Thought promise was supposed to be a good thing
Never imagined promise would kill me slowly.
Made, broken and made again promise taunts me. Laughs at me. Keeps coming back...
Wagging its finger, "I told you so."
Opening its arms offering an all too familiar embrace, reminding me that promise is warm
sweet
beautiful...
Briefly giving me everything I need
Only to push me toward the edge of regret again and again... and again.