Pimp Daddy in the Pulpit or (PDP) Pt.2 getting to

Angel slipped her jacket back on just before church service ended. Devlin helped, hugging her tenderlly about the shoulders. She smiled absentmindedly, knowing she needed to get to Pastor James Conman quickly before he left the premises. He never stayed long after service at the New Way Church of Belivers lately. He had to jet across town to preach at Old Zion, his brother Jeffery Conman's church. Pastor Jeff was away from his post for 'personal' reasons, and James stepped in for him. When they reached Devlin's Audi in the parking lot, Angel once again excused herself and went to find Pastor James. She was desprerate to get some help with Honeybaby.



Janette 'Honeybaby' Mackie was a wild 17 year old living with Angel. Angel was only 24 herself, and looking after Janette was wearing on her nerves. Their 'soul ties' from the past was what made her feel she was obliged to look out for Honeybaby, especially with what happened to little Kate those years ago.The sleek burnt sienna Jaguar almost hit Angel, as Pastor James backed out of his parking spot. 'Schreeeech!' " Oh my goodness Sister Angel! I didn't see you there. Are you alright baby?" Pastor asked, stomping his brake. He turned off the ignition, his heart raced but he was grateful for narrowly avoiding a potential lawsuit. " I'm fine Pastor, just fine." She responded still trembling.



Something stirred inside Pastor Conman, as he noticed through his rear view mirror, the lovely Angel standing there shaken and trembling. He eased out of the driver’s side door with extended arms welcoming her into his embrace. She just stood there, taking in slow deep breaths, desperately trying to regain her composure. Pastor James was quick to her side, holding her and whispering ever so softly in her ear, " It’s okay Angel baby, Pastor James is here. It's alright. I've got you. I've got you." His embrace tightend as her breath steadied, and his lips brushed her cheek. Angel stiffened, politely pulling away from him, saying "I'm fine Pastor really. I should have paid better attention to my surroundings."



"I wanted to talk with you about Janette." Angel sighed with an anguished plea. "She's becoming more distant and difficult to deal with." "Hmph, Honeybaby's acting up again huh?" Pastor Conman asked. "I know you girls have a history Angel, but are you sure you want to continue on with this burden? I mean you aren't much older than she is, and yet you care for her like she's your own child." he said. " I don't want you burning yourself out, trying to solve someone elses problems, before getting your own straight." He softened his tone then, "I don't intend to seem so harsh about it" he cooed, easing his arm around her again, " It's time for tough love now baby." Angels shoulders drooped sadly. She knew he was right, but the thought of not being there for Honeybaby was still painful.



Looking up into Pastor Conman's eyes, Angel asked "What do you recommend Pastor?" " I'll help you Angel. Give me a few days to make a couple of calls, and we'll see what we can do." he replied pulling her close again. "Thank you Pastor. Whatever needs to be done to help Honeybaby, 'Any thing,' I'm willing to do." she said stepping away. James smiled to himself. He definately liked the sound of that. "Anything" was one of his favorite things to hear a woman say; Especially one as fine as Angel. Looking at his watch he blurted " Oh my goodness look at the time. I've got to get out of here, or those saints at Old Zion are gonna have my hide!' he said laughing. "I'm so sorry for keeping you Pastor." Angel said appologetically. "It's cool, I'll stop by to see you soon about Janette, Angel." he said getting into his car, turning the ignition. Angel stepped aside, waved goodbye, and headed back to Devlin. "I'll be waiting." she called over her shoulder.



Devlin sat in the car with a disgusted impatient look on his face Angel noted, as she approached him. She decided to turn on the charm, she eased into the car with a sly sexy smile saying " Hey Dev, thank you for being such a patient sweetheart. I know that took longer than we expected. How can I make it up to you?" When he heard that, Devlin's face lit up and he drove off, thinking of the best way to try and get her to 'make it up to him!'



To be continued...



by Robminx

Copyright © 2009

mad moment interlude

the skeleton of a marriage feasted on by the muscular jaws of a looming divorce.



it sucks to be at this point in time. we hate each other.



i just want him gone. he just wants me to kick around.



too afraid to leave too miserable to stay so we suffer.



i refuse to continue to suffer this way. i've got to get him out of here.



Lord please let him get out of here. the pain of his presence is soul stripping.



i told his behind to go eat hot nigga nuts and die.



oh Lord please forgive me for my wayward mouth.



i want to be better than that for you.



by robminx © August 2009

I know what you did last Sunday...Um Hm

I know what you did last Sunday...Um Hm



I know what you did last Sunday... um hm, cause I was doing it too.



I know how you prayed for and blessed the folk, who were not so kind to you.



I know what you did last Sunday... um hm, after a difficult week.



How all that possibly could go wrong, piled up like a mountains peak.



I saw you resist temptation, how you wrestled with lust and pride.



How you fell to your knees and asked for God's help, and trusted you'd not be denied.



I heard you cry out to Jesus, when your family and friends let you down.



How humbly you told them you needed their help, and none of them could be found.



I know what you did last Sunday, and Monday through Saturday too.



You were up at the alter praising and praying, I saw you, cause I was there too.



by Robminx

Copyright © 2009

Dealing

Dealing


tip... tip toe around the subject



the time has come for us to just discuss it



the fracture's clear



the break up's near



the truth is LOUD,



we can no longer hush it.



i shared with you that lately i'm not happy



you said to stop my whining, don't be sappy.



i said thats part of the reason, we've suffered past our season



you said my point of view was just plain crappy.



at the end, how dim the glow, of love that once shined bright



to bed i go, my back i show, my tears they flow all night,



sleep bears no rest, i do my best,to turn the wrongs to right.



this morning, i awoke to see me smiling



i smiled at you, so natural, not like trying.



i bid you well,



no more to tell



HELLO, new life, HELLO,



no more goodbyeing.



by Robminx
Copyright © 2009

Baby Girl Blue

Baby Girl Blue


Baby girl at age two all dimples and smiles,



Batting her lashes perfecting her wiles.



Lit up any room that she chose to walk in,



Melting your heart with her sweet little grin.



Daddy's delight, and Mama's joy,



Eight years old charming and coy.



Sassy and smart could outrun any boy,



All before she was ten.



At age fourteen a runaway child,



Rough, tough, meek and mild.



A vision of beauty, a sight to see,



She's out on her own , and she still isn't free.



Baby girl, baby girl what happened to you?



And what are the changes your young life's been through?



Who turned off the light that once lit your eye?



Who stole all your laughter and left you to cry?



Silent screams unheard in the night,



Secrets kept enforced with fright.



"He was too big and I just couldn't fight."



Is all Baby girl would say.



Baby girl what you're saying I hope isn't true



But your life is all torn, and you are so blue



I was only nine when it happened one night,



Momma at work, and dad out of sight.



Uncle came in he turned off the light.



He was too big and I just couldn't fight.



Baby girl, Baby girl, don't drown in your tears,



Don't chase off all hope with your runaway fears.



The pain of the past is an evil chain,



And the tears of forgiveness a cleansing rain.



The night doesn't last and the dawn is sure,



To wash away hurts, sorrows and more.



Look into my eyes for here you will see,



That you'll always be sweet Baby girl to me.



by Robminx



Copyright © 2009

it's time again

it's time again


it's raining again. he's at it again.



he's cussin and rageing and fussin again.



he's killing his folks with his words again. he slaughters his own with his tone again.



he's mean again. he's green again, with envy and pride and with greed again.



they,re sad again, and mad again. they wilt from his wrath, they were bad again...well so he said.



they cry again. he sighs again. they all feel the pain as they die again.



they all dance this stupid dance again. they glide and they dip and they prance again. he leads again, they follow again. they all move along in the trance again.



the them of the they call it post traumatic. they don't know their normal is damn dramatic. i feel again, to heal again. it's not just a story but real again.



by Robminx
Copyright © 2009

Pimp Daddy in the Pulpit Pt.1

Devlin accepted her invitation to church. He figured it would score Brownie points with his current lady of interest. Angel was grateful to God that he came to church with her. She knew personally that whatever was going on with him, God's love could fix it. As they entered the sanctuary, he watched the way she interacted with people around them. She tried to introduce him to some of the church members, but he grew increasingly antisocial. She lead him to a seat, politely excused herself, and continued to meet and greet the saints.The sanctuary quickly filled to capacity, as Angel found her way back to her seat beside Devlin. She smiled warmly saying " You've got a treat coming Dev, praise and worship is awesome here!" He nodded his head, giving a half smile saying "If you say so, We'll see." "Oh and the way Pastor Conman preaches the word; He's not just a preacher but a teacher!" She said excitedly. The smile left his face as he thought, " Aw man, she's one of them blind sheep chicks, lead by any hustler preacher coming down the road." His invisible anti religious armour plating quickly formed around his mind, like some sort of transformer robot. "Man I can't believe I'm going to spend at least two hours trapped in here with these holy rollers. DANG!" he flustered.The service began, the room grew silent as a call to corporate prayer was issued. A reverent hum filled the church. Angel took Devlins hand in hers, bowed her head and prayed silently. He didn't bow his head ,just looked around in disbelief at all the " suckers" he thought, who fell for all this religious stuff. Angel gently squeezed his hand, as tears eased from her eyes. He looked at this woman with the beautiful tear streaked face, and remembered why he found himself in this place.They met at work. Devlin liked the way Angel carried herself. She had an aire of dignity. She wasn't prideful or boastful he noticed. He appreciated how she seemed to possess a quiet strengh. She didn't gossip around the water cooler like some of the other women in the office, she'd smile, exchange greetings, and go on about her business. "Hm..." He thought, " She looks like an interesting challenge for a super brotha like me," he chuckled to himself, and made it his goal to get to know this woman. Devlin observed Angel for a few days, clocking her comings and goings; what time she got into the office, and when she left. Angel usually came to work early, and left late. He found out when she took lunch and what she liked to eat, colorful healthy looking stuff. She would leave five minutes before lunch break was over to get back to her desk on time, which was just across the hall from the lunch room. This woman was diligent, she worked when it was time to work, no wasting time in socializing too much. He wondered what she did for fun, if she allowed herself some fun. She must do something, he thought, cause she keeps a genuine smile on her face. He'd made his rounds in the office pool of women, there was someting very different about this one. Devlin walked into the lunchroom one day, when he knew Angel would be there, pretending to search the vending machine for something to munch on, he muttered "Hm...what's it gonna be today?" At first he carried on like he hadn't seen her sitting there quietly in the corner. With a slight turn he feigned surprise when their eyes met and said " I'm sorry, I didn't realize I wasn't alone. It's just that I get so caught up in my work sometimes, I forget to eat." he lied. Angel replied " Oh it's perfectly fine. I hope I didn't startle you?" "Got her!" He thought to himself with a sly smile." The fish is on the line, time to reel her in!"

To be continued....

by Robminx
Copyright © 2009