Ricarda McDonald PayneCulver City, California |
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A California native, Ricarda McDonald Payne has been writing poetry all of her life. Her works have been published in The National Library of Poetry's "Best Poems of 1996", "Tomorrow Never Knows"; and "A Muse To Follow"; "River Crossings: Voices of the Diaspora", edited by C. Jerome Woods; and "The Dagger" periodical. She is a graduate of Howard University and is a member of the International Society of Poets, Delta Sigma Theta, Inc. the Compagnie International. Her motto is: "To deeply treasure the timeless gifts that life has to offer such as love, friendship, beauty, peace, humor, sensitivity, concern, hope, heart, spirit, soul". Married over twenty-eight years with two adult children and one cat, Ricarda McDonald Payne currently resides in the Los Angeles area and continues to write poetry. |
A Man For All SeasonsIt is not always easy being the most that you can beWorking on the parts of you that people never see Yet, surely are reflected in the way you move through life The way you handle daily pressures, challenges, and strife. It is not always easy to take a task in hand
And, it is not always easy to support another in need
Such qualities are rarely found in the man of today
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Moody Woman BluesI'm a moody woman, Lord, moody all the timeYes, I'm a moody woman, so moody all the time I tell it true when I say it I need a strong man ta keep me in line I can wake up in the mornin' 'An before I git out of bed Ma spirit's on its way down 'An the devil's got ma head Yes, I'm a moody woman So moody all the time I tell it true when when I say it I need a strong man to keep me in line If we go out to a party "An ma man starts to lookin around alot I feel a mood comin on me An ma temper gittin hot Yeah, I'm a moody woman I'm moody all the time I ain't lyin when I say that I need a good man ta keep me in line I might be sittin on ma doorstep An the rain begins to fall Don't say nothin to me Cause then I'm moodiest of all Lord , I'm a moody woman Moody all the time I tell it true when I say it I need a strong man ta keep me in line When I come hone in the evenin' Ain't nothin' there but four walls Ya know I'm restless as can be Until my Baby calls Moody, moody, moody So moody all the time I'm still lookin' 'round ta find me A soulful man ta keep me in li-i-ine . . . |