Rejection Letter

April 3, 2009

HR Director
Department of Human Resources
The Big Hospitality Job Company
Who Cares, West Coast, USA

To Whom It May Concern:

Thanks for your letter dated April 3, 2009. After careful consideration, I regret to inform you that I am unable to accept your rejection at this time. This year I have received an unusually large number of rejection letters. After giving the matter careful consideration, I have determined that it is impossible for me to accept all refusals. I am aware of your outstanding record and previous experience in rejecting applicants. However, I find that your rejection does not meet my current career needs. I look forward to hearing from you soon. Have a Blessed Day.


Sincerely,



windycitychef

HER, NOW

what i see through my eyes
is the strength within her arms
the warmth of her love
her sweet embrace
i feel her heart pound
the laughter in her eyes
the softness of her body
the harmony between us
so gentle and so kind
i want to kiss her soul
i should ask her out
what am i waiting for
the door of opportunity is open slightly
stop procrastinating
i am going to use this time to ask you
tomorrow when you awaken, your first thought should be
if this is my last day, who should i love

A Letter to Joseph

It’s now been 73 days since you passed in Chicago. As a son, I fear that every passing day draws me further and further away from everything and everyone I know and love. Your passing is dificult to comprehend, occurring what seems to be a half a world away. I worry that I am losing the ability to care, to mourn, that the essence of what used to be is leaching away.

Your passing is probably my final initiation into adulthood. I have never really experienced it. My past indiscretions insulated me from the rawness and finality of that experience.

Though the logical part of me realizes you are gone, I hadn’t seen you in the hospital. I hadn’t seen your body before they took you away. Your death was something I was told about.

Now, sitting with photos of you, along with memories. I hear you speak in a way I never did when you were alive. Perhaps you thought I would never listen. The thoughts makes me mourn you in a way I never could when I was actually grappling with the shock of your passing.

I have mixed emotions that have to be sorted through. The great deal of sadness, as well as, feeling angry at you for not taking better care of yourself and a sense of betrayal for leaving my mother. I don’t hold resentment but feel this is an important part of the healing. I can’t hide anything from you now. I can only hide feelings from myself, but at the expense of peace of mind.

Since your passing, I try and imagine our home in Chicago on the morning of. Picturing my mother and inserting myself into that scene. That was my way of holding on, even as time and distance begin to eat away at the memory.

Now I feel like I don’t need to do this anymore. I am taking time to write you this letter so my relationship with you on the other side can be wonderfully fulfilling. Our relationship has not ended with your passing, it has simply changed forms. I still hear your voice. Joseph take care of yourself and look out for my mother.

I love you and I’ll see you soon.

SOUL

my soul and i spoke
nothing was said
an informal sitdown together
a sympathetic attitude was percieved by the ear
absent of sound and noise
an affect resulting from the stimulation of quiet
the meaning was mysterious and profound
i need more than a series of sounds to tell you the meaning
to speak about the moral and emotional spirit within
to express the innermost part
of the spiritual essence that embodies me

LIGHT

i find myself aglow with an inner light
confident and at ease, i am beaming with happyness
as i look ahead to life's assignments
i choose to be brilliant
the transmission of my brilliance is reflected upon those around me
embracing others in understanding and acceptance
i experience every opportunity for me to enjoy
beautifulness in my mind and my life
life's journey has blessed with each person i meet
i am baptized in their presence
i create a beautiful day by choosing to let my inner light shine

SHINE

beauty always shelters me
aware with joy, stoned on love
an emotion coincides with the expectation of the heart
no one can ruin
my past is buried deep
my treasures are built to last
i have found refuge in the illumination of the day

ORDER

the threads of my life have begun to separate,
situations are out of sync
not the natural order of things,
retreat is found in thoughts
of warm, summer breezes and gentle waterfalls,
thoughts of natural order in this moment,
aware of truths
i revolt against any concerns about outcomes,
my tension is less, my breathing is simple,
i preserve a confident viewpoint as i relax

INNER PEACE

today life seems hectic. i redirect my thoughts to the presence
within me. a time for spiritual reflection and renewal. i spend
quiet moments realizing my connection from within. i remember
to be patient with my own self and give myself time to develop my
full potential so i am able to produce the fruits i am meant to produce. through patience and inner peace i gain the wisdom and strength to meet any situation.

FREE

i feel a sense of freedom was created the moment

i released all old, unwanted thoughts and habits.

my time is now filled with new, desirable, life-enhancing

thinking and acting which strenthen and inspire me.

i have begun a total mind and body renewal. affirming

what is positive and enriching in my thoughts and

my actions leaving behind my past ways of life and

embracing new, enhancing experiences.

G

G is the name I used in the hood.
and I was involved in the drug world.
My tale is that of many underachieving
brothers in the hood. My story is without
hostility, I am not hear to sermonize it.
I still feel the naked brutality of the streets.
The scent of cocaine, money and women.
This is the raw reality of the drug world that
lurks beneath every city.
I was young, ambitious, and blessed. I spent
most of my life in the drug world. The homies have
gone to prison, overdosed or died in the streets
as a result of their chosen profession and/or lifestyle.
10 years ago, I escaped the life and the drugs to live
my life in peace and serenity. The sense of guilt I feel

for past wrongs allow me to purge myself here on this

page. I pray to become a decent example to my daughter

and my mother by using my God given potential to

become a socially constructive human being.

BREAKTHROUGH

at times, i feel a bit gloomy. i may have allowed myself to become

so caught up in the busyness of my life that i do not see the good

that is always there. when i take a break from worry and frustration,

i become aware of my blessings.

when rays of sunlight break through the clouds on a gloomy day,

it is a welcome reminder the sun is always shining, whether i see

it or not

DISCOVERY

i am on a mission of discovery,
a spiritual quest that truly satisfies my soul.
throughout my journey, i am learning the countless
ways that the presence of God is active in my life.
each day i acquire a greater depth of understanding
that in every moment, God's presence surrounds,
upholds, and flows through me.
realizing God is the one source of abundance and
wholeness, wisdom and strength that i seek.

ever closer

As you approach,
i sense your nearness,
i feel the warmth of you
ever closer,
your sweet voice
whispering in my ear,
So gently, oh so gently,
my hands are trembling
as they caress you,
the touch,
the feel of you
ever closer to heaven,
oneness as we lie together,
my heart fills with joy,
i feel it will burst,
using the power of imagination
i surrender,
to your complete serenity

A Letter to Right America

how can you be contemptuous

in your behavior and language

relating to traits shared by members

of a group as a product of their common

heredity and cultural tradition,

when we have exerted power

over your minds and behavior,

not to mention your imitation

of our expressions of freedom,

while we have made your continuance in life
rich and richer,

through our performances

in the entertainment, corporate and

now political arenas of America,

it is this favorable attitude of one's self
that brings solace to me,
when faced with one lacking knowledge and courage,
one intolerantly devoted to his or her
own prejudices and opinions,
these people are afraid of the very things

they don't know and understand,
when truth be told,

you should be thanking people of color

letter to K E I L A H

the underlying structure of my life has been discolored by tears

accompanied by a series of thoughts, images and emotions

my heart subjected to malicious ruin

concealed in obscurity

by what others have designed for my earthly existence

then at 11:34 p.m, Tuesday July 24, 1990

a little pulse beat in my hand

a source of joy

a gift from above, made way for admission

into my atmosphere

the immaterial essence of me

free from guilt and sin

with no productions of harm

i immediately withdrew from reality

with her in my arms

no longer is my hostility intense

no more inequities to articulate

i don't have to wear a shield on my heart

at the present time

you are a part of my life in all your essentials

my love my life, my daughter

my Existence

in the ruin of my existence

i extend upward to a specified space

in my most creative stage

progressing toward the final point of my development

with my latitude slightly tainted

to exhibit a superior degree of excitement

in the ruin of my existence

i exceed the common

possessing considerable energy and power

moving beyond secondary planes

my advance portions of self are cautious

with sophisticated thoughts

in the ruin of my existence

i am extravagant about my ambition

with a sharper image developing in my mind

of vivid visions with great detail

my life's fabric woven with simple

yet, positive productions of mental activity

in the ruin of my existence

A MORNING SONG

the morning sun was reflecting a high degree of light and warmth

in a totally relaxing arena

i awoke to satisfy your urge

gazing into your intoxicating eyes

i turn to greet your lips with a touch of affection

you speak, ever so softly

as i begin my much needed therapy

we touch, expressing our love with a light stroke

as you allow me to romance your spirit

you are peaceful, pleasing to my senses

allowing me comfort, as i massage your body

from head to toe

i begin to manipulate your love

anticipating the exploration of your hidden pleasure,

my staff in hand

i am submerged in the essence of you

thoroughly pampering and pleasing your private oasis

you inspire my vision, as i master all levels of

your sweetness

trying to control myself in your pleasure storm

my heart beats repeatedly with vigorous strokes

for what appears to be an infinite duration

my body trembles

tension is released, our souls rejuvenated

your face glows, my smile dances

good morning