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Writing is my way of relieving and understanding life

So I write lots of ......Stuff, Poetry, Songs, Theme papers, and Stuff!

All Poems here have been published and created by Carissia Dixon-Malone

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Poems

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"Encounters" 

By Carissia Dixon-Malone

 

In life

We may encounter adversity based upon our diversity

 

In life

We may encounter sheets that are not used for linen

 

In life

We may encounter hate because others learned about the good life to late

 

In life

Things are not what they seem and people don’t understand their own means

 

But in this life,

Our encounters allow us the freedom to choose!

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Betrayed Thy Self MySelf

By

Carissia Dixon-Malone

 

Today, I Betrayed thy Self

Not because I lost My Self

I just forgot to catch thy Self

And gave you too -- too much of My Self

 

Calligraphy written in the air

Bellows of love filled the lair

I thought our “thang” extr’ordinaire

Rousing joys that were only fair

 

A mind steadfast and sealed by trust

Was only a lock just veiled in rust

Oh, how I knew this love survived

But it was only me – who had naturally arrived

 

So, Today, I learned I Betrayed thy Self

Because I believed too much in My Self

Yesterday, I played and Betrayed thy Self

Today, a learned lesson -- never reveal all of My Self

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The Wedding Vows

By Carissia Dixon-Malone

 

As we dress with wedding bows

To stroll the curvy wedding rows

How wonderful and ecstatic it all does feel

To make this commitment of wedding vows

 

To accept each other as we are

Despite the odds of the many few

It is the lingering joys we do share

That hints to all we are a loving pair

 

Only God’s end can do us apart

Cause our plan for life is to never depart

The script as written we’re destined as great Art

Our vows become strings connecting our hearts

 

So happy are we on this day

To say ‘I love you’ through and through

This is the way it will surely stay

For God honors our wedding vows

 

Yes – Love for the entire world to see

Yes – Vows for all the world to glee

Let all rejoice with cheers and bows

For God approves this day of wedding vows!

 

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Depression

@Carissia Dixon-Malone

A beautiful day

No where to go

No desire to go

Anywhere I can go

Every where depression loom

 

Why I stopped living

Why has life stopped giving

Who let out the thunder

Why did I let life sunder

 

A beautiful life … With all the Sun

Colors galore…people having fun

Sprouting rainbows … so full of gold

But life is so cold … when it should be so bold

 

Depression loom

Tho the Sun shines bright

Depression doom

As the Rainbow glows light

 

Did I stop living

Cause life stopped giving

Did I let out my thunder

And let life go asunder

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Black-lash Outcast

by Carissia Dixon-Malone


Black-lash Outcast
...It happens everyday
When fitting not the mold
Stands a group with nothing in its hold
Spewing images that appear so real
Yielding to a creed -- that carries no official seal

How the mighty will complain
When the game reverse the plan
Firmly searching for respect
While treating its only members -- as low life suspects

Who dare to replicate the tactics
So prevalent back in the sixties
Now swear it is the lighter One
When its really all the Black-lash -- that shackles the ebony hands

Will the group ever change its deeds
Or look within the temple and heed
Will the group ever feel the wrath
From all the harvest that once was reaped
Probably not when Black appears
Bourgeois vision spans fish pond piers

For the pundits who set the cast
Will the drama evolve and last
Or will it shrink from karma’s rule
But there’s no time to sweat this sore
If not a member of the sack
The label worn is Outcast Black
That emerges from a closed-in pack

Because it happens every day
Don’t fail to hold the faithful way
Black-lash as the Outcast fate
Will never live with so much hate

So fuel the Self with ‘mazing grace
And scale the peak to unite this race
Enjoy the life displayed right NOW
As the One who quashed the sounds
From all the Black-lash and its insensitive rounds


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The Other Family

by Carissia Dixon-Malone

Family means

I don’t have 2 respect U, love U, or support U

And U’ll still B there 4 me

 

Family means

I can drain U, maim U, and demean U

And U’ll still B there 4 me

 

Family means

I can live, give and cause U hives

And U’ll still B there 4 me

 

Family means

I don’t have 2 share, empathize, or sympathize with U

And U’ll still B there 4 me

 

The Other Family means Gilded

And when the caged door closes

Truth appears

The "Other" Family can destroy the Soul invisibly, destructively, and eternally

The "Other" Family can stab deeper than any enemy ever could!

Now, which Family did “U” build?

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Journey of the DIVA

by

Carissia Dixon-Malone

  In the beginning … the sparkling covetous life of the spirited Diva is as one who struts …

Divinely

Infectiously

Vibrantly

Angelically


But in reality … the Diva somersaults with atti-‘tude and ego spinning traits that are …

Difficult

Irritating

Vain

Acerbic

As witnessed fate yield … Diva ‘centering’ dwindles and the ‘tude of compromise frantically appears to eternally radiate a human who is …

Delightful

Improvisational

Vigorous, and

Accepting

So then, commence the real Journey of the DIVA who gives passionately while Definitely Initiating Valor Always!

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The Future 

by Carissia Dixon-Malone

Loving what you learn
Learning what you love
Loving what you do
Doing what you love
Expressing through the modes
The beauty of the Cultures
Blending as a Universe
Foreseeing as God instructs! @

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---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Entertainer's Creed:

Entertainer's Creed: As an intuitive entertainer, Love and serve all people by bringing joy, fun, and awareness through song. Do not take sides. Seek understanding through questioning and strive to keep opinions to self.  Always be extremely grateful for audiences that attend any of  performances! Feel the Passion! See the Light!

by Carissia - August 16, 2009

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With this poem, three goals are achieve here:  Acknowledging my Mom most definitely, empathize from others feelings, and stir abstractly the inherent feelings and responsibility felt by most Moms ...!

Mothers really are a wonderful creation of God!

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Happy Mother's Day

Carissia Dixon-Malone, May 7, 2009

 

Christine Dixon

of

Celina, Free Hill, Tennessee

Mothers Who Are Mom

Mothers project love and gleam bright like you

Mothers are strict when the care is about you

Mothers never leave as time becomes life's lustful tool

My Mother was always there when I came home from school

 

Mothers teach us love and how simply to reach

They give us depth and the ability to inner search

Mothers are intuitive and know things before they happen

That's why it's always wise to listen before there is a mishap

 

Oh how, I thank my God for Mothers who look like my Mom

Mothers who think like her and Mothers who laugh out loud like her

Oh how, grateful I am to God for my Mother who adamantly put me first

And never let me forget that it was me on her genuine love list

 

I thank all you Mothers for being like my Mom

Many kids succeeded wholly because human love is designed like my Mom

As aging Moms gain wisdom while loving their old grey younglings with no end in sight

We all know that it is Mothers and their love as One who will stand as the key to our light

 

So in earnest enthusiasm we all should shout,

"I will always love, my Mother, 'cause my MOM is imaged just Right!"

Happy Mother's Day, Mom!

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Thinking environmentally and about its potency: (same above):

TREE

Written and published 4/11/2009

The anima of a TREE is very very strong.
We gotta be
TREE strong to survive this life!
We must be a
TREE
with very deep roots
Firmly planted -- not easily moved 
And, not easily bent over when the wind begins to blow

But a TREE that grows up with branches stretching out
Blooming strong limbs and air we can breathe
We gotta be that
TREE
that covers for some
And becomes the lover for others who call it their home

We must stand TREE tall to survive this life
Like a
TREE
filled with divine, majestic powers, we


Train,
Reflect,
Empathize,  and
Enjoy


Yes, we gotta one day evolve
TREE ready to live this life!

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Faith

by Carissia Dixon-Malone - A Celebration of Poets Showcase

I love life and all encountered

Wonders always rushing forth

Pressures shine like mountain top snow

And doubts of self hang hollow low

i wonder will I measure up

Or just devour the feels of fear

Or let my spirit rise above

To veil the Faith within

Life Happens as no moment's notice

A fork evolves unstable ground

But with the sheer of deepest faith

I'm sure to seize the love abound

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Nothing is Impossible

Carissia - 12/09/1997

A sea floor can be reached

And stars walked upon

The heavens obtained by divine grace

Everlasting love captured from within

Listen when I whisper

Belief is action turned inside out

Strength equals profit where focus resides

Nothing is impossible

If one chooses to try

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The Passion Rule

By Carissia Dixon-Malone - 3/18/99

To weather the storm when the norm is away

You gotta ride passion till the wave cools down

Don’t you quit and don’t you stop

Just remember always this too shall pass

When billows of doubt are filled at the rim

Don’t fear it at all, let the zest of life blaze on through

As the shadows of the demon move closer in

Dance with your passion for a greater peace

Cause passion is the rule for a better way

It’s the key to balance in your daily wear

Just keep up the climb for what you want

The rope of passion is the holding thread

 

A Proud Man...A Black Man!

Robert Dixon --  A Tribute

by Thomas Henry Malone/Carissia Dixon-Malone

IF you did not know the Man and
Saw Him coming down the street,
You knew immediately that
He was a man of Substance..
A Proud Man...A Black Man!

IF you had not met Him
On the inside of the boxing ring, and
Absorbed one His lightning left hooks
You could tell He was about Something
A Proud Man...A Black Man!

EVEN if you had not been anointed
To catch His legendary performances
Or, heard his voice rattling the rafters,
You still could feel that He was a man of Importance

A Proud Man....A Black Man!

BUT, If you knew Him as "Dad" like, I did,
You were one of the lucky ones,

And, upon
His departure, I was blessed to said,

"I Love You, Dad! You truly are...

A Proud Man...
A Black Man...A Man of Heavenly Substance!"

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"Dear"

Carissia Dixon-Malone – 9/9/2000

Again will you hold me and love me, Dear

And make me feel so safe, Dear

Could our love be fading, Dear

Just like it never fazed you, Dear

What really, really happened, Dear

Will you ever need to feel me, Dear

Or, was it all just a game, Dear

A fleeting rush of lust, Dear

A moment that never lasted, Dear

How so simply sad, Dear

To have you here but never near, Dear

Why must we bear an end, Dear

When love was once so strong, Dear

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This Love’s Real

By Carissia Dixon-Malone – 11/1/99

Life hasn’t been easy to say the least

The roads I’ve travel left aside so many

But I know this love’s real and the seeds will grow

Cause baby you’re here and there’s no doubting that

 

We’ve seen it before and we’ll see it again

The circle of life will always unfold

To the heart inside and the mind outside

Let it ring magic for me and you

 

I’ve searched so long to have my own

I’ll never regret any turns I made for you

Cause you are the force of my new math

A continuous love that’s forever more on my path!

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The Way You Are

Carissia Dixon-Malone – May 30, 1999

The way you move me when you walk

Makes always for interesting talk

Your depth, your inner wisdom

Opens me to light I’ve never seen

How did I ever exist before

Where visions were so narrow and dark

Your entry in my world is like a butterfly spreading wings

 You’re so aesthetically pleasing

Where the day’s stress is so releasing

How can one ever know a joy this certain

In a wheel of unceasing pain

What a joy our journeys crossed

Forever will our hearts beat as one

Under the veil of the One above, surpassing the span of earthly love

I love the way you are!

 

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Life

Carissia Dixon-Malone 8/9/96

Loving what you learn

Living what you do

Expressing it through the music

Where the outflow of peace and beauty

Fulfills the life long journey 

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What’s it all About?

By Carissia Dixon-Malone - 3/17/99

What’s it all about

We are born to believe in fantasy things

Hoping for a better life

Is it the brass…the car, the house, the job?

How do you satisfy in the short span we have?

What’s it all about?

Books, lecturers expounding everywhere

Everyone is spouting their living creeds

But if you look behind their doors

Their actions are nil and their word is null

What’s it all about?

Should love be the answer to all our woes?

Then why is a child taught not from cradle to abide?

If wisdom is the path to peace, they say

Then why is the educated so filled with hate?

What’s it all about?

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Why I Drink Milk

June 7, 2001/Revised 2009

I drink Milk for sentimental reasons

Because I sipped when I was younger

I now enjoy this smile much Longer

I drink Milk for aging reasons

It helps my bones grow much much stronger

Which makes my life not just a quick encounter

I love Milk for many reasons

I hope you really do believe me

Cause as you see, we've lasted for several seasons

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Ancestral Pity

9/9/2001

Momma never left and focused on the mass

Dad could have stayed, but let money rule his ass

Their children sometimes rude, showing empathy with no class

As the boy of last descent, slyly smiled and took the gas

 

There was always talk of family love

Which sometimes matched the thoughts from the One above

But as recalled and as the norm, someone always left in shame

While others sadly and smugly would kindly laid some blame

 

I could not climb to snatch that peak

Ancestral pity had made the future bleak

Its all their fault, I rationalized

It was their inner vault that had not been realized 

 

I know I must remove the chains

That constantly leave me mentally slain

And dump the bag of pity and doubt

So I can carry the trail of clout

 

But when you see how full this bag

Filled with guilt from everyone

You'll understand the burden we wag

When Ancestral Pity leaves life undone

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