Frankly Speaking
A Book of Unique Poetry
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Uncommitted You say you want to come and go as you please without me saying a word? Love, faith and a J-O-B - without these things you can get away from me. Tipping around here thinking you're low key and undercover, I sure hope Madam X has got your back 'cause I can’t compete no more. You thought you were running a game on Ms. Pooh. It’s over Mr. Casanova; find yourself another fool. I’m ordering Caller I.D. so I can ignore you when you phone, "Molten Delight" Hips swaying - all but saying, "Take me, I’m yours."
Then you shouldn’t be looking for a handout and not giving nothing in return.
What’s that? You say you're grown and can do what you want to do!
Then why are you blowing your money and expecting me to share mine with you?
Sounds like you’re unstable, and above all - financially unable.
Show me some green – know what I mean.
At least show some respect if you want to share my check.
But you’re uncommitted, so I ain’t splitting it.
Don’t expect me to give you my money to spend on your other lady friends.
I ain’t fattening frogs for nobody's snakes unless the snake’s name is Gwen.
So don’t even try it. You want a new car, but I ain’t buying it. In fact, I'm denying it.
I don’t care if you walk since you got so much jivetime talk.
It’s a pity that you’re uncommitted, and don't know the real nitty gritty.
when all the time I'm knowing you got another lover.
I just let you think I didn't know it 'cause that's what I chose to do.
It wasn't that you were so clever. I was on to you!
You nitwit - you need to quit and then commit.
You want to try and control my life – but you can’t control your own!
Yet you're the one that said you were fully-grown.
I'm tired of you walking in and out of my life like a swinging door.
And, since I can’t get my groove on, I know it's time for you to move on.
Pack your little rags and don’t leave nothing up in here.
'Cause I don't need you to have a reason to come back my dear.
I ain't gonna fake it; I know we can't make it 'cause I ain't gonna take it!
I'm tired of denying that you're cheating and lying - keeping me crying
and on the defense about your offense.
Yes - you’re uncommitted, cain't quit it, and I'm fed up with it.
But you got to wake up early in the morning for your shallow tricks to slip through
I'm thinking while you're sleeping - scheming while you creeping.
I've got the master plan 'cause I'm a woman and you're a man.
Don't you remember in the Garden of Eden how Adam was following and Eve was leading?
Well, ain't nothing changed, things just been rearranged.
I’ve learned a few lessons in life’s hard knocks school.
I paid my tuition and got an "A" in recognition,
and I recognize that something in this relationship is missing.
Money and commitment! Without that our love doesn't stand a chance.
I cain't build no relationship on sex and happenstance.
Don't try to outslick the slicker, 'cause my mind is sharp and a whole lot quicker.
You're uncommitted, misfitted and lost with it.
I’m gonna find me a man who ain't out there playing around in the street.
One who can recognize what a jewel I am, and my expectations begin to meet.
You wouldn’t know a diamond from a pebble 'cause your values are in the wrong place.
You wouldn’t know gold from sawdust if it was staring you in the face.
I’m changing the digits on my phone number and having it unlisted too.
'Cause never is much to soon for me to talk to you.
I ain't got no conversation, just a rude awakening and revelation.
and my voice mail is gonna say "Ain’t no damned body at home!
I'm tired of you shoplifting in my heart - robbing it of all love and peace.
You even stole my pride and joy - you uncommitted thief!
But I'm glad that I am committed to my decision and new vision,
which doesn't include you, 'cause we are definitely through.
You'll regret it, but don't even sweat it,
'cause you're uncommitted, and I ain't with it.
See ya!
Always viewed; all eyes glued upon my molten delight.
I’m made to attract; and that’s a fact. Undulating, molten delight;
Thrust your hands inside me tight, and watch me tantalize in your sight.
I’m the epitome of casual style and femininity. I’m a molten delight.
I move to the left and then to the right as I step in rhythm in the night.
Whistles purr from the lips of those who like my seductive hips.
I’m a cinch to make them flinch because I cover every inch.
I get compliments for every torso that dares to flaunt me even moreso.
I leave nothing to the imagination; only fulfillment of expectation.
Eyes of men dart from side to side, loving every step of my graceful glide.
It drives them crazy when I’m on a shapely lady.
Fashionable, molten delight.
Woven to be desired, poured on like fire.
Blazing, molten delight.
I get the attention of all - I'm the bell of the western ball;
Perpetual, molten delight.
Sleek and slender, oh so tender - tapered for the thighs that I caress.
Sensual, molten delight.
Heels enhance me; make me quite fancy.
Stylish, molten delight.
Roving eyes fail to disguise hearts that beat rapid and fingers tapping.
Revealing, molten delight.
I'm wrapped real tight, I cling close with all my might.
Caressing, molten delight.
Men rise to the sex I wreak and to the pleasure they covertly seek.
Erotic, molten delight.
Hotter than Java - I'm poured on like lava.
Volcanic, molten delight.
I don’t miss a curve and I’m known to unnerve.
Destructive, molten delight.
I’m tailor made to draw attention to every woman’s full dimension.
Lustful, molten delight.
No doubt you had me too - in many shades of colorful blue.
Ohhhhh, what a tight pair of designer jeans can do!
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About the Book
The poetry in this book was written over a period of twenty years – a period where maturity developed, moods swung, personal convictions took on a greater importance, and ideas changed. I hope that my work will bring laughter to a sad heart, tears from eyes that cannot cry, but so desperately need to, and fond memories of someone special in your life. Some of the poems may seem a bit risqué when viewed under a microscopic mind, but I have dared to poetically say what others think and often suppress. Beware! There is nothing 'normal' about the poetry in this book. It's written with the "average" person in mind. None of that far out, fancy language that sounds good when you read it or hear it read, and then have to ask yourself, "What was the message?" Each message is plain and simple, yet interesting and creative. Once you begin to read the book, you won't want to put it down. You'll find yourself laughing, crying, reminiscing, and calling your friends to share a poem with them! It's a one of a kind, unique poetry collection that only someone with an innate ability from the Creator could write, and that only someone special could read and enjoy!
About the Author
Gwen Calmese-Wright is a native of Gary, Indiana. Gwen won a citywide poetry contest when she was in the second grade and has been writing ever since. She is a veteran actress/playwright/director and is known for her outstanding, plausible delivery in all of her acting portrayals and writing projects. She has written plays entitled If Walls Could Talk, Double Deceit, Shake Yo' Moneymaker, and Ms. Cindy. Ms. Wright also wrote A Pie in the Sky, an interesting children's short story. She is a freelance correspondent for a local newspaper in her hometown of Gary, Indiana. Gwen Calmese-Wright is definitely "a jack of all trades and master of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, . . . her friends stopped counting long ago!