The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 6,700 times in 2011. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 6 trips to carry that many people.
Happy Holidays from Poetic MindState. Whatever you celebrate or even if you don’t just know i’m wishing the best for you! Hope that your New Year is fruitful! Stay blessed!
Happy friday, go out have fun, be safe, get it in and most important. Enjoy the day!
Happy 1st Birthday to my beautiful daughter Olivia Jade Jefferson. You are the light of my life! I thank God everyday for the blessing that is you and it is my hope that you grow into a beautiful, successful and loving woman! Not anytime soon though on the woman part, lol.
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
Leave me alone so I can write this rhyme
This shits been stuck in my mind
For too long
Too long to tell time
Passing ever so slowly
The way I’m being tortured you’d think I committed a crime
Damn man I’m just trying to get mine
But these fuckers eating up my time
Tick tock
There goes that golden clock
Telling me to go kick rocks
Big rocks at Gibraltar
Rocking her boat like hurricane season
God please give me a reason
Why I continue to exist in this form
Is it me or is it destiny
Fulfilled
I lost my mind
And this time
The rebirth of a revolution is evident
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr
Just when we thought all was well
We get set back
Almost like a cast spell
Exploiting what we lack
Despite all of this
We are still winning
Like our first kiss
In the beginning
Like that pride we feel
When we finally get that girl
That is until
She shatters our whole world
But despite all of this
We are still winning
Like taking a refreshing piss
On their linen
You can’t end unless you begin
You can’t close unless you first open
Your heart might be wrought with sin
But your soul will never cheapen
Cause despite all of this
We are still winning
Still living in a state of bliss
Cause life is for the living
And this is life
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
I know in the past this blog has mainly been about poetry. Well, I realize people need more content, more of an experience. So while not steering away from the main theme of the site, which is poetry. I want to incorporate other things like a daily newsletter, quotes that I make up, pictures from wherever I travel, etc. So to start this thing off I want to tell you about my experience with being a new father.
It was love at first sight. As soon as I stepped off of the plane, we locked eyes and our worlds changed forever. I’m talking of course about my first time seeing my daughter Olivia. This was my first time physically seeing her, as she was born while I was deployed to Iraq. Months and months of pictures, email, and Skype at come down to this moment. It is a moment I will cherish as long as I live.
Olivia might look like an adorable little cutie that wouldn’t do any wrong and she is at times. There are two sides to Olivia from what I have seen thus far. They are what I call her Diva side and there is the Olivia side. The Diva side comes at a moment’s notice and it involves a lot of crying, catering and almost overwhelming frustration. You’d be amazed at how someone so little can cause so much strife. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. The Olivia side involves smiling, laughing (oh what a cute little laugh), and lots of play time.
There is another side that doesn’t involve her physically. That is the parent/business side, where I and her mom Sara, pay bills, buy food and lots of diapers for those stinky times. The whole mechanics of this whole process is overwhelming at first, but after awhile it is routine. Having a little girl isn’t easy, but I know that this is only the beginning on our long journey.
Now the only part I am dreading is those Teen years. OUCH!
The stats helper monkeys at WordPress.com mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here’s a high level summary of its overall blog health:
The Blog-Health-o-Meter™ reads Wow.
The average container ship can carry about 4,500 containers. This blog was viewed about 18,000 times in 2010. If each view were a shipping container, your blog would have filled about 4 fully loaded ships.
In 2010, there were 29 new posts, growing the total archive of this blog to 153 posts. There were 39 pictures uploaded, taking up a total of 4mb. That’s about 3 pictures per month.
The busiest day of the year was January 5th with 398 views. The most popular post that day was Nubian Chocolate.
The top referring sites in 2010 were facebook.com, blogcatalog.com, apps.facebook.com, msoyonline.com, and stumbleupon.com.
Some visitors came searching, mostly for tears, nubian, bayou, darkness, and nubian queen.
These are the posts and pages that got the most views in 2010.
Nubian Chocolate January 2009
5 comments
Silent Tears June 2009
5 comments
Down in the Bayou August 2009
6 comments
The Darkness April 2009
4 comments
Is Lauryn Hill a Poetic Genius? October 2008
5 comments
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
The news that I’m having a little girl
Sends me in such an excited swirl
Tears of joy flow from my eyes
Cause this is one of those happy times
Though you’re physically here yet
I’m in love with someone I’ve never met
Visions of you asleep in your crib
Or sitting in my lap with your Baby Phat bib
I look forward to the simple things, like pica boo
Even changing your diaper when you poo
Late night wakes and bonding time
Walks through the park to ease our minds
Still can’t believe I’m gonna be a father
Because of you I’m gonna work harder
For now you’re kicking in your mom’s womb
I get excited when I touch her stomach and feel you move
You truly are my life’s achievement
Cause not everyone is blessed to be a father
By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
My mouth feels as if it’s packed with cotton
It’s hard to remember some shit I’d forgotten
Dry
Treading rough terrain
Apocalyptic scenes overpower my brain
Sands
Red
Hands
Dread
Over wastelands I scavenge
For life’s advantage
In these rough times ahead
I’d rather be in bed
Dreaming
In the distance I hear screaming
Cause my hands are now bleeding
Landscape littered with the dead
Bones scattered including heads
Warriors past have took this quest
And now I see their bloody mess
I fear my mind is slowly lost
I took this quest so I’ll pay the cost
When the bottle touched my lips
It took me on trips
But when I awoke the next morning
I was in a dry spell
