Life Experiences

So you know today I am so much better than yesterday.  I can see so much clearer, I have learned so much more and so many doors have opened.  You honestly never know who is watching you, who admires you, who adores you, so you always want to keep your best foot forward. 

You know I really try to uphold my christian values and moral.  I live life with NO FEAR, for the only person I fear always works in my favor. 

I have been asked to be a guest on a Houston taped television show.  It may be small but I see the dream and I applaud the goal.  In this day in age it is always about who you know and not what you know.  I know enough people that if I wanted to be on the first track to stardum I probably could, but then what would be the life experience?  I would definitely miss out.  I want to live, I need that.  I want to learn, because I am better with that. 

Over the past ten years I have grown so much.   Although I am a woman of many talents I use each one to get me to where I want to be.   This year really has been an awesome year for me.  Two meaningful blogs that I hope speak to you in more ways that one.  Two published books (poetry collages www.lulu.com/audreyannagarrett) which released the past so that I can move forward!  Love that.  I have established a graphic design company, Features Editor for Teen Chic Magazine (http://www.teenchicmag.com/) and I have done all of this while pursuing a MBA and maintaing a career!  I would say that I am bad ass, and since I hardly ever take a moment to reflect on my achievements, I pause..............

I really hope that you all walk with me in 2010, because it will be a phenomenal year.  I can not wait to see what GOD has in store for me.  I am living life one day at a time and learning all the while. 

2010 HERE I (WE) COME...


One Love

Writer's Block

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One Love

A

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Contact: Audreyanna Garrett
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WRITER’S BLOCK RELEASE

HOUSTON, TEXAS, DECEMBER 1, 2009: Audreyanna Garrett’s “Writer's Block” is the sequel to Diary In Reverse, release previously this year. Garrett composed this conclusion to the very passionate and heartfelt “Diary In Reverse”, in which she exposes an ex-relationship through poetry and verse. She captures her attempt to move forward from the past feelings associated with a previous relationship.


“In Writer's Block I ask readers to come and take a stroll with me, to experience me on the streets and blocks of life…” Garrett’s book will be released on December 1, 2009.


For more information, contact Audreyanna Garrett at

audreyannagarrett@gmail.com.

“I leave pieces of him, of our story, behind on each block and each street I encounter. I give you my Writer's Block literally...”

Diary in Reverse Review

Critic Caroline Eick recommends Diary In Reverse.

Untitled (that is usually the best sh%^)

I am new to this
Just like I am new to you
Got me screamin out help
For no reason

I got you making me breakfast in the evening
I honor you
I make this life non-fictional
So you return to me
I am your threepeat
How many times
How many chances
How many kisses it took to make me say yes and
We advanced
Off of chapter one

We both played the roles
And now we live the next
How many more before we max
Out the possibilities
How many moments before you do
Everything to make me happy
I hope the possibilities are infinite
I have nothing but time
For you to find
More ways
With hope that I stay
In your arms forever


Every woman wants to feel like she is a necessity not an accessory.  I need to know that I am being valued not used. 

How will you show her what she really means to you?

Random Thought

You know if I thought that life was going to be easy I would not try. I would make no effort in the pursuit of my goals. I would have given up on all of the projects, all of my commitments and all of my responsibilities, because that would have been easy.


As much as I love life I do get discouraged. I am around people all the time that remind me that I am great, and doing great things but why do I get discouraged? I am in the midst of all the positivity and I can not remain encouraged.


There are times I feel invincible and more than capable of being amazing. Then there are times where I question the reality of the capacity to actually achieve all the goals I have set for myself. I want so much out of life and I focus so much on achieving the goal that I do not take time to commend myself. I do not take time to encourage myself. I keep going and going and giving and giving until I have nothing left.



I am encouraging you to applaud your success. I want you to take moments in life to smile and reflect on your own greatness. You are great and even if you are not surrounded by a great support system, just know that you are more than capable. You hold all the cards. You play them. Make every move count.


And now it is time for me to take my own advice.

Teen Chic Mag

Today I am encouraging everyone to check out Teen Chic Magazine @ http://www.teenchicmag.com/.

ENJOY!

One Love,

Audreyanna

Mister

I wrote it for him, but I don't think I ever finished it, but I want to share it with you.  Enjoy!
Mister

The water to my waves
The sun to the rays
Air to the breeze
We need to
Bring peace to chaos
And I am the fire
You extinguish to
Keep green benevolent
The cycle is prevelent
Like air
We need it to sustain

The "L" in love
That is neccessary for comprehension
The lock to the door so that its use is prominent
I support you
Like the stem on the glass
Without you
I have no structure
You are succulent

You are the mister
From whince my last name derives
The apple of my eye
The love I want
By my side

Like leaves to the fall
You are the point of it all
Without one another
We compliment nothing
Our existence is useless

You
The mister
That has my heart
Dancing with the stars
People walking on mars
Its greater than
Me and you surpass the bull shit
And
Quite frankly
I need you

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WRITER'S BLOCK

This is not just a blog but it is also the SEQUAL to DIR (DIARY IN REVERSE) which if you have not got your copy yet you should....It is great and the reviews say the same.

Just about a few more months and I will be able to give you more information on Writer's Block but I can guarantee you it will be worth your time and money.

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The Third Star To The Left

Like this star
Always shines
I long for you
In the same space

You are better than
And we are great
We want more
Yet
Hesitation emerges
We have yet to embrace
The pleasures
Unsuccessful attempts we make
Not capable of redirecting fate
It doesn't live there
With they
His touch remains
As she stains
Your present

Why not?
Can we make it?
Let's just make it
Happen

I apologize in advance
For breaking the plan
I apologize in advance
For appreciating the man
She doesn't know how to love
I willingly accept the role
I crave your trust

I
The fork in the road
That steered you free
The sign that said "Love me"
Don't you think
That's what your soul meant
When it cried to me
I think subconsciously
You may not be ready
Something this real is usually so far fetched
But here
In this moment
It is meant

You delight in it
We
I
The essence of your peace
You long for it
You long for me

Let's meet
Under the third star to the Left
So we can take
Seven steps
Into destiny


I wrote it for him....the verse to my favorite tune. The bridge the lessens the gap between my world. He makes it make sense. He makes me believe that love is still innocent. I always recognized it. But when maturity is at is lowest you have to learn to redirect focus, until you can appreciate it. The view on life and love now more profound that you know what to seek. I know my true peace lies in the hand of he...

Hopefully he responds....

(fingers and toes crossed... ;0)

Relapsed

I thought of him with hope today...no disgust or dismay....SURPRISED because I despise his presence. The content of his language in the last was harsh and inconsistent. Tried to blame me for poor judgement...NEGATIVE. I already suffered and do not allow myself to fall victim twice. What happened to good old fashion Southern Hospitality? I got it. No matter how many buttons are pressed I still hold it; because honestly this relapse was only because my heart spoke to my mind and told it to cry out to him...My mind was greater...and not it is forcing my heart to find pleasure in him...

Think about it...

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The Dissapointment

No one is better than God...You are not even close. The idea is to stive for excellence, not promote oppression and ignorance.

If the only way some feel better is if others feel worse, reconsider your purpose...We can not live life in fear of someone being better than us. You are you, and you are capable of only doing and succeeding in the things that you can do. If you have to make some people feel inferior to you than you are insecure and you need to find happiness in you.

I love my people... but often times we can easily place blame for past oppression to anglo-saxtons, but we excuse self inflicted oppression with the explanation that we are just being black. Doesn't make sense to you. It doesn't make sense to me either.

I am all for self confidence and love...But when you start to compromise morals at the expense of some one else's feelings...that says alot about you character and individual moral.

Why?

Not so sure, but I am dissappointed in those who make you feel worse to feel better. Go to church. Search within' self to find the answer, because you are NOT happy. Making yourself believe you are better just because your shoes cost more than his...

That is a negative.

Style has no cost; but immorality and discriminatory behavior does. Get it together; we are all of the same blood...that, blood, has no separate colors. And what's worse is that some of us try so hard to be another, or the other (race), that we don't even recognize our significance. We misinterpret our purpose and live life searching....not enjoying it.

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Up and Coming Author Prepares for the Release of Second Book of Poetry: Diary In Reverse
Houston, TX -- June 22, 2009 -- “Diary In Reverse is just a poetry collage of real life and love experiences.” With that as the basis, Audreyanna Garrett is set to release her second book of poetry. Diary In Reverse captures the emotion and trials of relationships.

A different perspective to her critically acclaimed 2006 release, Poetically Speaking, Diary In Reverse began as simple journal entries, a way to vent and document challenging life experiences and relational feelings. “I began to write poems and entries about them and then it evolved into to a collage, which I later restructured in to a reversed version of my diary…” says Garrett, “… the irony and inconsistency of some of the sections in the collage give it dynamic. It makes it more realistic and relatable to me. I wanted everyone to be able to relate to the poems.”

The book is scheduled to be released and available for purchase via web on www.lulu.com/diaryinreverse on June 25th 2009. Samples of Garret’s work can be viewed on her blogs at www.soulpoetspeaks.blogspot.com and www.theverticalperspective.blogspot.com. Information for the official book signing and release party will be posted on these sites. “… Diary In Reverse is just a poetry collage of real life and love experiences… it is love made plain…”
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Newness...

There is this thing called newness...sometimes we bask in it; other times we run from it. I need to exprience this, this fresh new way of thinking, his optimism, the fear of the unexpected but the excitement of the possibilities!

I am happy. I love knowing that he still gazes at me, when I smile. I stare at him from miles and he feels me. Wonder if he wants me to? Wonder if he already knows, and sees a future of two? I just sit back and enjoy the view. He will jump on the ride eventually. But in this time I will give him desire....make him want more. So he admires my anatomy, the words I speak and the abkility to let nature take its course...He delights in me, but fears encounters and so do I, but I am not scared to try and make him happy.

So what do you say? Embrace the new.

ONE LOVE

Do you not love the feeling you get when you are peace with everything, life, career, goals, etc? I do! I am feeling it now...Constant smiles and not a piece of hate or anger involved. No hidden feelings, don't need the facade...In love with my drive, determination and I am reaping the benefits. Sometimes it takes you a little while to see the success in it, but you will.

Diary in Reverse is in the last stages of Editing!! It is almost there.... Expected Launch in July or August....But the book will be available at the conclusion of the Month. I am ecstatic, proud of my accomplishments; and I am maximizing all the possibilities. Try it.

Life is good, and GOD is great.

Enjoy it; delight in him...

One Love

The Next Block....

As then it came to me...It is really not what I expected. Nothing like what I deserve. He fell short, and I allowed it to be done. What next? Nothing major...just packing up. Moving on to higher heights or other longitudes and latitudes...what are your coordinates? Will you direct me to you? Or will I have to make believe, here on this corner; imagining that it is when it is not? I can not imagine living with the hope of the not EVER....would you? Could you allow yourself to partake in something that is worse than a broken record? I guess if you implement love as a factor you could. But why want to? There is so much passion in the NEW. So much to gain and live through. I believe it is the FRESHNESS of it all. Just like new sheets, new apartments, new clothes, etc...we live in that moment. Savor every memory and character components. Never wanting to loose it. So DON'T. Start packing...I did. Move on. No fear. To the next block...Welcome home, to here....For NOW.

Contagious....

You are contagious...and every time I hear your name I catch it. This was suppose to be a poem but the words just fell into the space; granted, for me to develop this post. Bottom line....I can not help it. I want to never be rid of you...want no medicine to cure this disease, of love. It's so impure, that is why I am sick and I can't rid myself of it....well I wanted the poetry so lets rearrange the lines a bit:

Like the swine flu
Your catchy
Powerful
Unhealthy

You wear out my immune system
Like pneumonia
I can't fight you
Don't want to
Need you to find the cure
The antidote
I am sure you have it
Just don't want me to nab it

You like this
You love the power
Continuous strokes of your male ego
And I
Can't argue
It's huge
If I could rid myself of you
I am not sure I would

Love is an addiction...and whenever it's near I can not wait to embrace it...it's contagious. You know it. You feel it, with each stare, each embrace, each day you get to wake up to that person it reignites...I hope you are aware of it. Allow it to invade you. You can not die from it, unless you allow it to blind you. And I am not condoning violence. That isn't love; it is hate at a great cost.

All I ask is that you face truth...and all though his/her truth may not be yours presently, love will prevail eventually.

His love....

What's left for me to do? As I stroke the keys tears fall through the spaces...I have never adored anyone more than he. I need to release myself to be at peace. I need him to free the pain, the anticipation, the fear of rejection. I need him to accept me. Love me willingly, unconditionally...Is it possible? The question is left unanswered...but if answered does that mean there is no room for me? I hope not. The thought is scary, so scary that the thought of it sparks tears that fall silently. And there is NOTHING that can cure me. But his love...

As Long As My Heart Beats....

As long as my heart beats
I get a chance to
Make love with you tangible
I can't deny feelings felt
And you can't deny truth to this depth
Love so pure you think twice
Thirds and forths
To stubborn to give in
Because.....
You feel like you lack
You keep me away
Life not where you want it to be
You stray
To much respect from this heart
To much to loose if you fuck up
So you let it be
I
Always in your memory
The daydreams
And night screams
That have you longing for me at all hours
And when you call
I don't answer
Confused

You love not
I love much
In love we are not
But it lingers amoungst
You ignore it
I look like a fool for facing feelings
Left
To feel this alone
You want not
So I move on
Right
Then you call
For my presence you yearn
But you wished for it
And now I am done
Blocked out
You thought it was right
Just like my actions speak loud
Yours fight
Fight naturally your heart's desire
Why not let me
Help make you the man you want to be
How much longer will it be
How much more will you entertain the now
Cause we are greater than
We are substatial
We conquer everything
And when we encounter one another
Nothing can take away from
The way our eyes smile
And our hearts speak to one another
No man has ever given me butterflies
At least not everytime
Uncontrollable nervousness overtakes
And I vulnerable and weak
You, my rock
I need to keep
Steady knees
Hide it all through my smile
Love spoke to you miles
Away
As long as my heart beats...
You are every breath I take
The mate for my soul
The very reason I take
Chances
So make me honest
Cause honestly for me
It's true love or mate less

If this is the last time I sing, last time I spit verse or get to look at the sunshine.....(deep breath.....sigh) I know I am done. I lived this life to the best of my ability. No one could ever say I never LIVED. I have and continue to fearlessly conquer this thing called life. I love and live knowingly...willing to accept all possibilities. I know that this is not and will not be forever.

I, always prepared for the inevitable, will never regret what life has given me. I have learned so much and lived such a full life that if he calls me tomorrow I would come running. I grind and I love like it could all be over soon; like it could all vanish in a second. God given drive...That is coming from a place deeper than you or I. If you could comprehend it you would probably try and live your life the same as I. Yet so few have the capacity to deal with it.

I, I am that she that has the world on lean; and so the axis still spins. Mother nature and the essence of fertility.

And if I had to say, what my last words would be...I would bless God and tell true love to hold a place for me. No matter how far apart we are. Our hearts and souls are eternally linked now. I would thank him for every opportunity, and release life with a smiling face and eased soul.

Have you ever thought of viewing life through this light? A vertical perspective...can you see it for what it is? I will give you a moment to think on it.......Now....Your reply please...

Love Verse/Poerty

When confusion consumes what determines the outcome? Is it the heart or head? What brings clarity? How do I rid myself of the clouds and the blurred vision? I need the answers quick....he awaits my decision.

I know what feels right, but is it better for the future? Damn it, I, stuck now, confronted with thoughts and resolutions that derive from common sense, feelings and logistics. How plain does truth get? I mean, I knew what it was and what it could have been...and if you didn't you would have never given me...you. So, torn now between present and fate. Where does you heart lay? How much are you willing to put at stake?

As for I...nothing. No man, no woman, no earthly possession could make you be uncertain. You are the derivation of my certainty...No doubt in you. No doubt in we. I never know how the words are perceived until I tap the keys. I write continuously...stop...re-read. My preparation for your clarity. I see you. I hear you.. Peace overtakes you... I touch grace, and we grazed the side of your cheek and you involuntarily close your eyes...

No longer you fight. Surrender to we. I now done with the ride...can we partake? Are you ready to be...extraordinary. Love me...

I just want to be yours. And forever is questionable, but this heart is undeniable. And true love immeasurable.

Questions

My soul and mind are free, but my heart is with you. I love living and loving you. And of all the times I think about the situation I find no resolution. No reason for not coping.

Why is this so hard?

Did I really loose myself in you?

Why?

How can I get me back?

I want me back with you...My soul illuminates in your presence. You radiate me...I love you.

Will you ever?

Give me reasons for suggestions of marriage in future tense?

Was it false hopes to see what you were up against?

I never asked for you...never sought or even wanted us. It just happened. And now I miss it....

Was it miscommunication that kept the distance?

I think we still longed for one another...

Was it fear of truth that we never ignored? Or did we?

To many questions with so few answers. My fate lies in your light. My heart seeks the whispers of your soul. It kills me to hear it calling me, but it is muffled by her...it is drowned out by the thoughts of progression in misery...She will never be me. You still long for it every time our eyes meet. And you always will....We are incomplete.

Writer's Block

Come take a stroll on it
Live and think thru it
Can you make it out?
Are you confused by it?
Stained with chalk for previous childhood games
I am over it
Cracked by heavy feet
And government remedies
Sustained the bass he used to drown out the kids playing
But they still live here
We all do
On the block
I made my heart new here
My world apart from you here
Ten feet away from block number 2
Yours
The corner I can't get pass
So I am stuck here
Taxis flood the streets
The distractions greaten
Can you get thru?
Are you trying to come home too?
In the middle
Can we meet there?
Amoungst the chaos
Amist the quarrels
We love more
We fight harder
Is the "We" me?
I want you so bad I have distorted reality
Let's walk
No running this time
We will make it better
Give me hope again
Then will the stares lessen?
Only known as the girl on the stoop
Head down
While pens bleed and tears stain
The paper
And I am on book number three
Before dinner
Take the pen away
Wipe the tears from my heart
Re-try
Take one last stroll
On
My block

The Breakthrough

Eagerly I anticipated this day and I was faced with it. I looked divinity in the eyes and smiled at him. So fearless and captivating....are you ready for it? I can't wait. I finally see truth in the dim and light in the unjust. I want to get to where it was. Can we go back there? Bliss with imperfections...I was alright there. I admit wrongs but how long do we suffer with it? Is this my test? Am I passing it? I need to know can you make it better than...it was....I need him to cure this. No matter how hard I try I can not fight this. I am weak and I am beating myself up for it. I want to be ok with this. The current, the present, this moment...it's because of the choice I made, and I relive it. Every minute of everyday, I long to take it back. Got to make it better for the next, but I am not really sure I want that. I have broken through...admitted my truths and see the right and wrong in them. Making new decisions considering them. Want another chance to mend them, but that is not always given. Can I steal it? That is how bad it is...my heart won't let me rest with this; so until I see an opportunity to fix it...I wait here...breaking pens to release it...And the more and more time you give me...The deeper it will get!

A Glass of Merlot and a Piece of Mind

As the long stem grips the cup that rests a top and secures the liquid that calms; I long for you...Why? Not sure, but my heart can not escape you; and no matter how bad I want to, I can not release you. Can not revert to the person I used to be. Can only be this woman that never relinquishes the hope of a future consumed with bliss, and you. You can not deny me either. Why allow me to linger after such torture? Maybe that is a bit extreme, but if I were you and I had no love or hope for anything...we would be non-existent. You would be a memory and I would try hard to loose it. And even in this instance, I crave every inch of you. Worlds apart but my soul longs to be in your presence and I desire to stand near you, stare in your eyes, kiss and caress you. Do you miss me? Do you miss us? I need you to. I need you to realize and accept this love as I do. It's inevitable... I got the glass but now I need my mind at ease. Only you can bring me the peace that can bring me to my knees...in awe of a happy ending. In love with the presence's contentment. And in this hour, I fear that I have yet to realize, that you are content in the not and I am frustrated with losing. Am I not good enough to win? Not even Merlot can bring peace to this end. So much for happy endings....

The Vertical Perspective

So I woke up this morning with God in mind. Same as every morning, but this time my perspective was misconstruded. I found that life, in my eyes, exemplifies plainess. I needed to add the adversity; for controversy sparks interest. So I thought for you. Took a right on my block and came back to you. For peace, through these words I breath through. These posts I create to tell you...my story. Are you listening? Can you see the view horizontally? If so, you need to stop and take a second glance. Take a second trip...take the sidewalk chalk and write vertical so that it is in plain view. If written vertically you will see it moves; now up and down. Can you think that way? Can you open your mind to challenge habit? Can you relate to this eloquence? Let me speak to you....I am sure by now confusion is an understatement; but I bet you will remember the message. And as the light bulb clicks you will return. You will find reason in the madness and adapt to it. The Vertical Perspective...move through it.

My Next Move....

I am stuck here...thinking...thinking....thinking.......of my next move. Where to next? Almost twenty-five, fairly successful...could be better. Kind of feel like college was more of a past time and not a contributor to future endeavors. Ask myself where would I be had I skipped it? With this perseverance would I be a successful writer and published poet? Would I be the next Jill Scott? I take that back...Would I be a courageous vocalist? Where would I be? LOST, I would assume. I needed my four years to find me. Realize my passion. Acquire the courage to seek it. Acquire the love needed to fight for it. I needed to complete me by realizing who ME is. Do you know who you are? Are you trapped like so many...Stuck in between facade and reality...Fighting to decipher the difference between dreams and life horizontally. Allowing figments of your imagination to deceive you when truth is right in front of you. I can see it... Can you? Don't fight the reality, let it lead you. I am following it to my next move...