Her Sultry Sound Enchants Us All While Moving With Melody

SINGER
by Vernon J. Davis Jr.



Shake and Sing.

Shake and Sing.

Shake your body

and Sing your Song.

Sing your Song, Singer.

Sing your Song.





Rock your sweet body

while your lips drum

out another wet melody,

a dripping harmony of comfort

by you.


Spin your golden arms

while you yawn and

stretch words in rhythm with

the instruments of sound,

begging to you.


Bounce your lovely hips

while you hum along

with the throbbing bass guitar

beating out music for you

to catch.


Shake your lofty hair

while your throat screams

a high pitch above and

beyond your soul and

ear.

And the audience screams with you.

They are deliriously happy.

They are high, off of you.





Shake and Sing.

Shake and Sing.

Shake your body

and Sing your Song.

Sing your Song, Singer.
Sing your Song.


From the book, "Love,Is,The Beautiful Black Woman" by Vernon J. Davis Jr. Available On Amazon.  

SHE  IS...

From The New Poetry Book

"HER SHE WOMAN"  Available on Amazon


HER
by
Vernon J. Davis Jr.


In My Dream,

She Flew Down From The Steps Of Heaven

And Landed Inside My Heart.

Then She Dove Into My Soul And Whispered...

"I BRING YOU LOVE FROM ABOVE"


My Eyes,

Willingly Fluttered Open With Bliss

Seeing Her Eternally For The First Time

Inside Me...

~WISDOM~



©2016





In 

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!

MAN
WITH THE
GOLDEN
WINGS!
by Vernon J.Davis Jr.

It is Christmas Eve
and the snow is falling
on a lonely little house
in the countryside.

Come..., let us go inside and listen.

In this house, a little girl lies asleep
in her bed.
But sleep she doesn't stay, for she's
awakened by a bright light instead.
The light comes through her bedroom
window with warming colors.
And when she looks out her window,
she sees a man with wings on his back.
Golden Wings at that.

"Mama! Mama! Come look, come see!"
The little girl runs out her room as she cries.
"I just saw a man with Golden Wings outside.
He's tall and handsome, with a great big smile.
And his arms are full of nice shiny things.
Mama, who do you think this man is with
Golden Wings?"

Slowly her mother looks up from her rocking chair.
She is still young with fair eyes, but now has grey
hair.
"Hush girl," She barely speaks in a soft whisper.
"Don't come runnin’ in here tellin’ me
boldface lies.
Your mama ain't feeling well, and there ain't
no man with Golden Wings outside.
I'se know you'se excited cause Christmas
is coming.
But, ain't no lying gonna make dawn come
a runnin’."

"But, but mama, I ain't lyin! I did see this man
outside.
He, he, had a halo on his head too, to go with
his big smile.
His Wings moved slowly to keep the snow
off them,
and he wanted to say something to me.
But, I ran in here so I could get you to see
this man with Golden Wings."

"Honey,...listen, your eyes can play tricks on you.
And the snow can make you see things too.
I remember when I was excited for Christmas
at your age.
I saw a giant lion with a great big white beard.
Hmp, it was nothing but a dream, but, I sure
was scared.”

The little girl hangs her head and quietly says
"Mama, I'm sorry."
"Baby, that's all right."

"But, listen child, I know we haven't
had much in our way of living.
And hardly anyone, nowadays, has been
in the Spirit for giving.
But you know I'se tried to make things right
for both of us, since your daddy died.
So, for your daddy, we both have to survive."

"Tell me more about daddy, what was he like?"

"Your daddy was a God-fearing man, who died
before you was born.
And he died seven years ago on Christmas morn.
He was on his way home with presents in his arms,
when he was lost in the snow.
And he never knew he would have a daughter,
He never knew he would be a father."

"Was he a nice man?"
"Of course he was."

"But enough of this, go on back to bed
and get some rest.
And when you get up, I'll have you a good
hot breakfast."
The little girl gives her mother a hug and whispers
"Merry Christmas Mama" and slowly
away.
"Merry Christmas to you too, sweetheart,"
her mother replies while watching her daughter’s
silent stroll
as she suddenly feels the
emptiness of her own lonely soul.


Quietly she rises from her rocking chair,
walking to her own room with much pain to bear.
She climbs into bed, wiping away her tears,
and glancing out her window, she feels a slight
fear.
And when sleep descends on her eyelids, she
asks GOD, "Does anyone really care?"

*******
*******
*******

"Mama! Mama! Wake-up, Wake-up!
He really was
here!"
The little girl's voice rings in her mother's ear.
"Come look, come look, come see for yourself,"
she says while pulling and dragging her mother out
of bed
to see what Christmas day had bred.

By the bedroom window laid many pretty gifts
nestled comfortably in a glittering snow drift.
Toys and clothes all neatly arrayed
placed carefully with Love and Harmony
by the Man with the Golden Wings.
But the most surprising gift of all
that the mother only saw...
was her husband's wedding ring.

She slowly bends down and picks it up
while her daughter asks
"Mama, was He an Angel?"

"Yes Dear," her Mother replies.
"And much more. He was your Daddy,
come home."

It is Christmas Day
and the snow has stopped falling.
And the lonely little house
in the countryside,
for today,
isn't so lonely.


From My 2nd Book, "The Emosewa Woman"

Watch For My 3rd Book Of Poetry, "Her, She, Woman" Coming February 2014!

SHE SINGS

SHE SINGS by Vernon J. Davis Jr. Singing a Silent Serene Windsong of Love She Sighs, Breathing an Age-Old Ever-Lasting Melody Echoing Lyrics of a Lover Lost-A Tragic Symphony Out Her Lips the Lonely Notes Float Above Seeking Only HE Like a Wayward Lonesome Dove Following the Musical Breeze Upward with Such Frailty Singing a Silent Serene Windsong of Love She Sighs, Breathing an Age-Old Ever-Lasting Melody Freely She Knows Who She Serenades Of An Unhappy Blissful Siren From Heavenly With a Chorus of Angels so Singularly Toward The One High Above Singing a Silent Serene Windsong of Love She Sighs, Breathing an Age-Old Ever-Lasting Melody...of HIM Vernon J. Davis Jr. (c)copyright 2/15/2013 Read more at www.poetrybyvernondavisjr.com

HER SMILE

by Vernon J davis Jr Her Smile Is Silent Smooth, A Mystery In A Sea Of Love Waiting To Open Up Unveiling Her Innermost Intimate Secret As Questions Of Desire Float By. Her Beauty Is Captivating, Drawing You In. Be Careful--You May Get Lost In... Her Eyes Enticing Your Thoughts To Travel Into... Her Warmth Of Pleasure. Her Willful Wayward Ways Leading You To... Her Smile That Simply Has A Secret She Chooses Not To Reveal... Just Yet. And As Attractive As She Is, You Are Impressed By... Her Smile. Vernon J. Davis Jr. www.vernonjdavisjr.com

DO YOU HAVE THAT LOOK OF BEAUTY?

I wrote this rhyme yesterday...

STUNNING
by
Vernon J. Davis Jr.

Are You A Stunning Girl?
One That's Out Of This World

Does Your Swagger Describe You
Are You Fresh And New

Do You Have That Look Of Beauty?
One That Doesn't Make You Moody

Do You Really Think You Are
That Special Queen From Afar

Are You Sure You're A Stunning Girl?
That Shines As Your Soul Unfurls

Gleaming Bright In All Our Eyes
Making Us Speak Only Sighs

Making Us See The Real Truth
Of Your Inner Essence and Inner Youth

Stunning us With Reality
Of Your Real Beauty

You Know What?

I Think You Are...A Stunning Girl
One That's Definitely...Out Of This World!

Copyright © 8/22/ 2011 Vernon J. Davis Jr. www.vernonjdavisjr.com