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"MOMMA", PUT YOUR LIPSTICK ON
AND WE SHALL DANCE TILL DAWN.

TO CELEBRATE YOUR YEARS WELL EARNED.
TO CONTEMPLATE THE BATTLES YOU HAVE WON.

"MOMMA",WEAR YOUR FINEST SILK.
ONE THAT SHIMMERS IN THE LIGHT.
SO ALL THE WORLD CAN SEE,
SUCH A SMILE FILLED WITH GLEE,
SHINING OH SO BRIGHT.

"MOMMA", PUT YOUR LIPSTICK ON.
AND WE SHALL DANCE TILL DAWN.
FOR ALL THE STEPS THAT YOU HAVE TAUGHT.
FOR ALL THE LOVE THAT YOU HAVE BROUGHT.

dedicated to Vera Humphrey 1932-2004


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FOR EVERY LOVING SACRAFICE.
FOR EVERY TEAR THAT WENT UNWIPED.
FOR EVERY DREAM THAT DIED A MILLION DEATHS.
FOR EVERY DEFENSE FORCED BENEATH YOUR BREATH.
FOR EVERY TIME THEY CALLED YOU "BOY".
FOR EVERY HOUR YOU "SLAVED" TO BUY THAT TOY.


FOR EVERY MORNING YOU ROSE BEFORE FIVE.
FOR EVERY LOOK OF LOVE IN YOUR BROWN EYES.
FOR EVERY LESSON TAUGHT SO PATIENTLY.
FOR EVERY CORRECTION GIVEN SO UNDERSTANDABLY.
FOR EVERY POUND OF COTTON CARRIED UPON YOUR BACK
FOR EVERY OUNCE OF PRIDE PROTECTED FROM THAT COTTON SACK.
FOR EVERY MILE THAT KEPT US APART.
FOR EVERY LOVEBEAT WE SHARED IN OUR HEARTS.
FOR EVERY MOMENY WE SHARED BEFORE.
FOR EVERYDAY THAT I LOVE YOU MORE.

FOR EVERYTHING THAT I AM,
BECAUSE OF A DAD SO GRAND.

I GIVE THANKS AND LOVE TO YOU AND GOD ABOVE.

Dedicated to MARCELLUS HUMPHREY,SR. !912-1985

copyright2006 Bobbi Humphrey

BROTHERS.
SUCH AN ORIGINAL IDEA.
ALL THAT ANY WOMAN COULD WANT IN A MAN.

BROTHERS.
THE ORIGINAL POLITICIANS.
FROM AFRICAN DEMOCRACY TO STREET CORNER RAPPING.
BROTHERS ARE BAD.

BROTHERS ARE DADDIES. BROTHERS ARE BROTHERS.
BROTHERS ARE UNCLES. BROTHERS ARE HUSBANDS. LOVERS.

BROTHERS ARE LAWYERS. BROTHERS ARE PREACHERS.
BROTHERS ARE WARRIORS. STREETFIGHTERS. TEACHERS.

BROTHERS ARE HOT! BROTHERS ARE COOL. BROTHERS BE BOLD.
BROTHERS BE COLD!

BLACK-SNOW FIGHTING WHITEOUT COVERING THEIR DREAMS.

BROTHERS, IF EVER TOO SHY OR SAY "WHY TRY?' "

LOOK INTO MY EYES!
SEE!

YOU HAD ALREADY WON.

FOR YOU WERE MY PRIZE FROM DAY ONE.

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LIKE TINY BREEZES THAT MAKE A MIGHTY WIND.

LIKE RIVERS, TRIBUTARIES, THAT FLOW TOWARDS THE SEA.

LIKE POINTS OF LIGHT THAT ALWAYS LEAD TO AN OPNIPOTENT, UBIQUITOUS LOVE THAT EVER ENVELOPES OUR EXISTENCE IF ALLOWED.

WE NEED NEVER WORRY, FOR WE ARE ALL A PART OF THAT ENERGY THAT ALWAYS WAS AND THAT WILL ALWAYS BE IN THE HEARTS OF THOSE OF GOODWILL.

WE CAN LIVE OUR LIVES SOFT , YET STRONG AND SINCERE.

NEVER HARDENED OR HARSH AS THOSE WHO BELIEVED IN LIES, LACK, AND LIMITATION.
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A GIVER OF LOVE AND VISION.

A BEARER OF TRUTH AND FAITH.

A BUILDER OF HARMONY AND STRENGTH!

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"DOMO ORIGATO", WHILE WE RIDE THE BEAT THROUGH THE NIGHT,
"DOMO ORIGATO" WITH THE NEW GLOBAL VISION IN SIGHT.

MAKIN' MUSIC, MAKIN' MONEY IN THE LAND OF THE RISING SUN.

PLAYIN' TO WIN AS THEY THROW THE YEN.

MUSIC BEFORE DAWN
BEFORE WANNA-BE PLAYERS YAWN!

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ALL MY LIFE WILL BE AN ENDLESS QUEST TO RETURN AND LIVE IN PARADISE.
IF I HAD NEVER SEEN THE SUN.
SMELLED THE BOUQUET OF HISBISCUS.
FELT THE GENTLE BREEZE,
THEN THE LONGING WOULD NOT BE THERE.

THE WINTER LAUGHS AT ME,KNOWING MY DISPLEASURE OF HIS TOUCH.
HE BLOWS A COLD AND STEADY WIND ABOUT MY FACE.
CHILLING MY SUNNY DREAMS, REMINDING ME OF HIS ANNUAL RETURN.

BUT I SHALL ESCAPE.
I'LL BE THE ONE TO GET AWAY.
FROM SOGGY STREETS AND ICY NIGHTS,
I'LL SPEND MY LIFE IN PARADISE.
ENDLESS DAYS OF PLAY AND SUN,
ON THE BEACH, FULL OF FUN.

ON THE OCEAN, BREEZE IN MY HAIR,
I PROMISE,I'LL BE THERE.

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I'VE SEEN DAYS WHEN THE SUN BURNED SO BRIGHTLY, THE RAYS FORMED A STAIRWAY TO AN ENDLESS SUMMER.

I'VE FELT MOMENTS OF SHEER ECTASY THAT I LONGED TO FREEZE-FRAME TO ETERNITY.

I'VE KNOWN PEOPLE, SUCH PEOPLE, WHOSE LIFESONGS GAVE MUSIC AS I TRAVELED THIS UNIVERSE.

I'VE TASTED THE ESSENCE OF UNBRIDLED WORKS OF ART AND JUST MARVELED,"BEAUTY,SHEER BLISS"!

I'VE REMEMBERED HOME, MOST OF ALL.

GOLDEN MOMENTS THAT LINGER FOREVER.

STRENGTH THAT BEGAT STRENGTH.

LOVE INCARNATE.

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LET OUR BABIES EAT CAKE.

OUR OLD MEN DRINK WINE.

LET OUR MOTHERS WEAR SILK.

A SOFTNESS SEWN,SOFTNESS EARNED OF HARD TIMES.

LET OUR PARTY BEGIN,DELIBERATELY, WITHOUT DELAY.

FOR OUR ONLY REALITY IS WHAT WE EMBRACE TODAY!

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I SEEK NOT TO OWN YOUR SOUL.

NOR EVEN TO BORROW YOUR GOLD.

I LONG FOR THE WARMTH OF YOUR SMILE

THAT I MIGHT REST A WHILE.

FROM THE WINTER OF THE WORLD .

A FRIEND IS SUCH A PEARL!

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LET US CELEBRATE THE MOMENT.
OH, THE MOMENTS OF OUR LIVES.
THE MOMENT IS SUCH A FLEETING GIFT.
IT LIVES NOT IN THE PAST, NOR LONGS FOR THE FUTURE.
NO GREATER TIME THAN "NOW".

LET US CHERISH THE MOMENT.
THE MOMENT WE FIRST KNEW TRUTH.
THE MOMENT WE SPENT WITH A FRIEND.
BOUNDLESS AND FAR REACHING AS SPACE.
THE MOMENT THE LIGHT TOUCHED OUR LOVER'S FACE IN SUCH A RAPTURIOUS WAY.
THE MOMENT WE FOUND STRENGTH.
THE MOMENT OF GOLDEN JOY.
THE MOMENT OF ABYSSMAL LOSS.
THE MOMENT OF FIRST LOVE.

SO, LET US SHARE THIS MOMENT, MY FRIEND.
FOR THIS MOMENT SHALL NEVER COME AGAIN.
AND TOMORROW HAS YET BEEN BORN.
SHARING THE GIFT OF TIME MAKES OUR LIVES WORTHWHILE.
AS TIME MOVES ON, AND FRIENDS MOVE AWAY.
LET US SHARE THIS MOMENT,
AND THE MEMORIES WE MAKE TODAY.

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I EMBRACED EVERY PHRASE.

I DANCED TO EVERY SEAWAVE.

I MARVELED AT MORNING-DEWED TOES.

I RAN WITH THE WINDS OF LIFE.
GLEEFULLY! FRUITFULLY!LOVINGLY!

IN WELL-WORN, SOUL-BORN SHOES.
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All Art begins with truth. It is the artful expression of authenticity. It speaks clearly, fearlessly,boundlessly.

The visual artist creates,deliberately, sometimes defiantly, on his canvass "prisms of possibilities"; rejecting the "prison of conformity" in an uncommited, grey world.

In his boldness, he unapologetically, splashes the canvass with colors never quite arranged that way before. Or he sometimes takes simple lines or dots on exploratory paths of the soul.

The Artist of words-The Writer, through words, soothes souls and heals hearts, inspires new warriors of revolution, corrects misconceptions, the deliberate distortions of History. Through his words, heals, frees the mind to travel, explore this beautiful world, and endless universe; escaping the sometimes self-imposed prison of limit and illusion.

The writer arranges words in a form and context never seen quite that way before. Words take on a new life. Words in contempt, out of context, words that anticipate, agitatate, inspire, conpire. Words of evolution,seeking solution, real revolution! Works that seek, bleed, plead, wish Godspeed. Words-in-waiting, pregnating imagination, freed by truth; the heart and pen of the writer.

The musician-composer creates her first song from the rhythm of her mother's heartbeat in her first music room, the womb;it is a natural sensitivity only an Artist would be conscious.

From birth, her lifesongs are composed and played from a world of natural surrounding. She hears the melody in birds singing. A whispering phrase in in winds blowing. A rhythmic pattern in the ebb and tide of ocean waves. She hears notes from her soul; arranged uniquely from spirit, shared with the world by covenant, mission, and grace. The musician's reality, her rapture is to create the soundtrack for this beautiful journey, Life!

Her music serving as the rhythm of revolution, a healing balm to heartbreak. Music serves as an inspirational soundtrack for doubting, wounded warriors of Life. It is the funk for the party, the welcolmed symphony for solitary, cherished moments. The Musician accepts and ascends her annointed assignment in Life through the gifts, the heatsongs, soulnotes, she has been blessed.

She can ,indeed, be a purposeful pied-piper for peace, a deliberate visionary, leading through love, never missing a beat!

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' prisms of possiblities; rejecting the"prison" of conformity in an uncommitted, grey world!

IN ALL YOUR ENDEAVOR, KEEP"MOVING"
KEEP THE "MUSIC" OF YOUR HEART , CLOSE.
iT WILL BE YOUR SHIELD IN A WORLD OF DISHARMONY.

KEEP FOCUSED ON YOUR "MISSION".
IT IS YOUR "MAP" OF LIFE.

PRESERVE YOUR "MORALITY".
YOUR HEART KNOWS WHAT IS RIGHT.

KEEP YOUR LOVE OF "MANKIND", GROWING.

KEEP YOUR "MEMORIES" OF FAMILY LOVE AS YOU TRAVEL THIS LOVELY LAND,LIFE.

KEEP THE "MAGIC" OF LAUGHTER IN YOUR HOME.
ENJOY THIS MOMENT.
TOMORROW'S TEARS CAN WAIT.

"MOST" OF ALL
"MOVE" THROUGH THIS NEW "MILLINEUM" AS
THE "MASTER" OF YOUR DREAMS.

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!

AS THE WINTER WINDS BECKON,I STAND, I LAUGH, I SMILE AT ITS FACE.

FOR I AM WARMED WITHIN.

I KNOW NOW WHERE, NOW WHENCE, I FOUND THE STRENGTH AGAIN.

TO WALK FROM STRIFE
SO FREE WITH LIFE.

FOR I HAVE SEEN THE SUN.

THE AZURE SKY, HIBISCUS BLOOMS,FOAMY WATERS DEEP. DEEP WITHIN MY SPIRIT.
THE SUN HAS BEEN MY TEACHER.
WARMING MY HEART WITH DAILY PROMISE.
EVERYTHING'S GOING TO BE ALLRIGHT!

LIKE A WELCOMING LOVER,IT ENVELOPES ME
CARESSES ME.

ON CLOUDY DAYS, I'M NEVER DISMAYED.

FOR I HAVE SEEN THE SUN.

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GIVE BIRTH TO YOUR DREAM. BOLDLY!
RELEASE IT!

AS STRONG AS COSMIC ENERGY, IT CANNOT BE TURNED BACK.

NURTURE IT!

WITH LABOR AND FORESIGHT,IT GROWS STEADY AND ON COURSE.

PROTECT IT!

FROM MEN WHOSE LIPS SPEAK OF LIMIT AND ILLUSION.

LISTEN!

TO THE ECHO OF YOUR HEART'S ABUNDANCE AND TRUTH.

LOVE IT!

IT IS NATURE'S MOST PERFECT CREATION.

THE DREAM IS YOU!

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AS I WATCH THE WORLD,PEOPLE RUNNING,SPINNING,HURRYING,SCURRYING, CHASING, FAST-PACING, I RELAX IN THE BLISS MOST HAVE MISSED.

A FREE SYMPHONY OF BIRDS, A PASTURE OF PASTELS AND PEONIES.

THE WHISPERING WISDOM OF THE WIND, THE UNSEEN FRIEND. A SUBTLE SAGE OFFERING,

"while chasing the gold, take time to caress your soul!" copyright2005 Bobbi Humphrey

AT THIS JUNCTURE, I CHOOSE TO LIVE AMONGST THE FLOWERS, INSTEAD OF THE THORNS.
I CELEBRATE THE GIFT OF BEING BORN.

I CHOOSE DELIGHT AND DESIRE OVER DREAD.
I WILLING FORGET AND FORGIVE MISDEEDS THAT WERE DONE OR SAID.

I CHOOSE CREATIVITY OVER CONFLICT AND CONFUSION.
I CHOOSE THE LIGHT OF TRUTH OVER LIMIT AND DELUSION.

I CHOOSE HARMONY AND HUMANITY.

I CHOOSE TO SEE THE BEST IN YOU THAT I SEE IN ME!
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TODAY I AM OPENLY EXPECTANT AND RECEPTIVE OF ALL OF THE GOOD THAT SHALL COME MY WAY TODAY, OF WHICH I SHALL WILLINGLY SHARE! copyright2005 Bobbi Humphrey

Momma, I'm sorry I didn't listen when you said, "NEVER DANCE WITH THE DEVIL! And it was surely no coincidence last Wednesday that the weather changed to the first cold day of the season; a harbinger of the chiling calm of my spirit regarding the totally egregeous and inequitable manner in which my name was used in the press by the Iridium Club in NYC. People who know me, know how much I hate the cold weather, and how I hate liars more! Yet my love for God and all people has always been evident in my gratuitous spirit. The resolve to correct this injustice was born on that cold day after seeing the Village Voice ad, and hearing my name on radio, from a club that promised to make amends for using my name on the internet for months without my knowledge or consent about performing there.In my opinion, this was a calculated and intentional ruse to get the presale commercial benefits of using my name, and then telling my fans that "because of a scheduling conflict, I would not be appearing as advertised". I want my fans to know that that was a blatant lie, and that I would never cancel on them! Further, Iridium, refused to execute a written agreeement or pay a deposit.

It is corporate arrogance, deceptive trade practice, and plain bad manners that has brought us to this moment. I don't expect any common confrontation of conscience on their part. but they've already called me out of my name, evening misspelling it in the media. Some nerve! For over three decades my named has been spelled BOBBI HUMPHREY (SEE BIO AT bobbihumphrey.net) "'FIRST LADY OF FLUTE".

Let me get back to my walk. As you can surmise by now,I 'm really not a happy camper at this moment. Where I'm from, the great state of Texas, calling someone out of their name is fighting words. Let the rodeo begin! Anyway, As I continued my cool Fall walk,a man spoke and said,"Have a nice Day". How kind, how appreciative was I of this thought during this mean spirited time. With each block, the road and resolve became clearer. I Would fight for justice, and my good name. As an Artist, my thinking is not only artistic, but analytical. During that walk, I realized that Technology,particularly the Internet, has changed the whole business game on a global level. It has evened the playing field for businesses large and small,Artists major and independent. The access to information and communication has heralded in a vast new frontier of opportunity; both good and bad. It's always been about intent. Maybe the Iridium thought in that vastness of the Internet, I would never see the false ad. Wrong! I'm blessed with plenty of friends and fans. Or maybe after I proposed a kind resolution for their damage to my name, they took my kindness as wakness. Wrong again! In any successful challege, you must first know your opponent's strength . They clearly underestimated my Texas love of a good rodeo. And by the way,"This Ain't My First Rodeo"! So hold on to your hats ladies and gentlemen, "I'T'S GONNA BE A BUMPY RIDE!

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BECAUSE I CHOOSE TO COMPLAIN ABOUT THE HISTORIC PAIN, YOU CHOOSE TO DEFAME MY NAME, NOT KNOWING THE DEPTH OR STRENGTH FROM WHENCE I CAME.

MY DAILY PRAYER SHALL BE FOR GREATER ANGER WITH TRANQUILITY, WITH ACTION TO RIGHT THE WRONGS. FOR VALIANCE AND STRENGTH TO RECLAIM OUR STOLEN SONGS. TO BE FURTHER FROM THOSE SO INSINCERE. TO BE CLOSER TO THE HARMONY AND TRUTH I HOLD DEAR. TO PLAY THE SONG OF VICTORY,EVER SO CLEAR. IN ANY WAR THERE MUST BE BITTER LOSS, YET I AM PREPARED TO PAY THAT COST. THAT I MIGHT PLAY THE NOTES THAT I CREATE, NOT THOSE OF THE OPPRESSOR, SOWN WITH HATE.

COULDN'T THEY SEE THAT I WAS MUSIC AND THE MUSIC WAS ME? BORN SOARING, FOREVER FREE.

YET I SEE MY MOTHER'S DISCONTENT. I HEAR MY BROTHER'S BROKEN LAMENT.

SO I SHALL BEAR THE GIFT OF REMEMBERED STRENGTH. FOR AS LONG AS I CAN PLAY THE FLUTE, I SHALL NEVER BE MUTE. FOR OLD BLACK SPIRITS TALK TO ME AND SAY:

"DIDN'T THEY KNOW ONE DAY-THEY'D HAVE TO PAY. FOR ALL THE STOLEN SONGS, AND FOR ALL WRONGS.copyright1993Bobbi Humphrey

(I remembered my poem after my name was wrongly advertised at the Iridium Club in NYC. I want my loyal fans to know that I would never cancel on them. Watch for the story tomorrow. I love you all! Bobbi

SAILING UPON THE SEAS OF LIFE, SOMETIMES THERE ARE BUMPS, WAVES, AND WAKES FROM OTHERS PASSING SHIPS. YET, IF WE STAY OUR CHARTED COURSE, EYE UPON THE SOUL'S SAFE PORT, WE CAN ENJOY THE RIDE, FEEL, THE PASSING TIDES, CRUISE INTO THE OPEN WATERS OF OUR LIVES. copyright2005 Bobbi Humphrey

SIMPLE. WARM. RICH. FILLING. NOURISHING. FLAVORABLE. LIKE THE LIFE I CHOOSE TO LIVE. copyright2005Bobbi Humphrey

LORD, LET ME HAVE RESTFUL NIGHTS. UNDISTURBED BY WRONGS I DID NOT RIGHT. JUST WARS I DID NOT FIGHT. BLESSED LOVE I DID NOT HOLD TIGHT. WORTHY DREAMS I NEVER GAVE FLIGHT! copyright2005 Bobbi Humphrey

Today, I awoke to a most beautiful day in NYC. The weather suddenly filled witha hint of Fall, with little humidity. I'm going out early on my patio to enjoy the morning air and prepare for the exciting day ahead and the upcoming musical, business, and educational blessings this season. The greatest joy will be the birth of my grandson from my son, Anthony; who is the joy of my life.Life is such a wonder when we learn to flow in balance like the seasons. This season I will release my new CD, become a visiting professor at the University of New Rochelle,tour Europe, and publish my first book. Check out my callendar for updates.And I will write more often in my journal, as we enter this new season. Finally,I called this entry,"What A Wonder" for a reason."Remember, during tenuous times, those who stayed close, release those who became ghost". STEVIE WONDER,I thank you, cherish you ,brother!