Join me tonight 6pm est

Join  me tonight on The Certain Ones, BlogTalk radio show with host
Vanessa Richardson, her topic for tonight is
Self Image.

We'll discuss her topic as well as my novel, my publishing journey and more

www.blogtalkradio.com/thecertainones
6pm est

Introducing Tierra Rodriquez

her life was Beautiful / Full of all she needed
Until the year it all fell apart
Friends a bright future
and a strong love for the lord
where her strengths
2 parents that lifted her up
guided her
shielded her
and then suddenly her picture
perfect world
was gone, all she knew was through

started with the death
of the greatest man ever
her light, the one who tucked her in
who she knew would always protect her

followed by unwanted touches
a race to get home
to surprise
the one joy she had left in life
turned into screams
and pleas for help
that no one seemed to hear

b4 she knew it
no longer did she yearn
to hear the words or sermons
from her lord
he turned his back on her
when she needed him most
she felt, her world her pain
he surely could have changed
instead he allowed the rain to fall on her
and never again would her shadow darken
a vestibules door frame

Ran from home soon
as soon her H.S. diploma was obtained
her mother and abulea
never being able to get through
to the daughter they once knew,
not knowing the inner hurts she was going thru,
everyone blamed the loss of her farther
for the new, distant, persona that became her armor

years later
shes on top of the world
took that pain and used it
to climb to the top of the corporate ladder
never getting close to anyone
brushing off all attempts at bonding
at love, at genuine emotion
a corporates dream

but how long can the facade
the mask, last?

A Brief history to the lead character in my new novel BEAUTIFUL
What do you think?
www.kiexizarodriquez.com

My Chocolate Goodness! (Poem)

My Chocolate Goodness!


He walks toward me and
my heart begins to beat
I know he has what i need
and i cant breathe
the thought of getting my fill
is over powering
im lost in a zone
almost out of control
before i know it
he is here b4 me
and i cant believe it
its real
my time is near
reality sets in
as i know that once again
things will be get hot again
steam boils over
and over flows
mouth waters
and the clanging begins
i wonder others can hear
does he knows
how much his selfless act
just meant to me
to love so deep
to give me all he has
does he understand the emotions
that flow from me
for the extacy he has provided me
too anxious
too much to take in
i nervously open what is mine and
smile
inhaling the intoxicating scent
its more than i remember
a high unlike any other
licking my lips
i watch as the chocolate
colored goodness disappears out of sight
almost melting
from my view as the clanging becomes more intense
my chocolate goodness
turns a shade lighter,
more creamier
"Baby really, all that over a cup of coffee?"
He snickers. He doesn't understand
my obsession with the seemingly innocent bean
As i stir my wonderful delicious cup and lick the spoon
a devilish smile takes over my lips
"Damn right" i reply, exhaling, completely satisfied.
Then take a glorious sip.
Good night fam!
Kie 2011 :)

TNK Show Talks with Ericka Blanding June 27 6pm est

Join Tony N Kie as we chat it up with Ericka Blanding

about her new releases Single Mothers Hustle and Chyna White.

6pm est June 27, 2011

646-381-4964

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Reserve your Copy and get E-Book Free

Reserve your copy of BEAUTIFUL by July 1st and you'll receive the E-Book Free.

That's right buy one get one Free! Visit Kie's Website to reserve your copy today

Happy fathers Day

Feliz Día a todos los padres que hay. los que conocen la importancia de la educación de su hijo. Quienes encontraron que más de un donante de esperma. Para aquellos que saben que un niño necesita escuchar la palabra NO, y que el amor no se mide en dinero o regalos. Los padres toman su papel muy en serio y no importa cuán lejos o cerca, para que los niños que comparten su boold. el hombre que se preocupa por el niño no comparte ni siquiera un nombre, pero que ama y se ofrece para él / ella, incluso los mismos sombreros a esta sección.
el padre trata de drama loco baby mama, para que pueda ver a sus hijos, espera. Para hombres de verdad, el verdadero padre, yo de pie y aplaudir usted.
Disfruta de este día.
al padre Con la colocación de Una locura drama Bebé mamá, párr Que pueda ver una Hijos consenso, aguanta. Para los hombres de Verdad los PAPÁS Real, Los Hombres de Verdad real, me pongo de pie y aplaudir un Usted.
Disfruta de Este Día.


Happy Fathers Day to all the parents out there. those who know how important your child's upbringing. Those who found that more than a sperm donor. For those who know that a child needs to hear the word NO, and that love is not measured in money or gifts. Parents take their role very seriously and no matter how near or far, to provide children who share their blood. the man who cares for the child it shares not even a name, but who loves and provides for him / her, even the same Hats off to you.
the Father dealing with crazy baby mama drama , so you can see your children, hold on. For Real Men, Real father, I stand and applaud you.
Enjoy this day.

Collaboration John Ransom and Kiexiza Rodriquez

J.Ransom Presents
Doctor’s Orders Part 5
(A J.Ransom and Kiexiza Tashua Rodriquez Collaboration)

My mind in space traveling
Thoughts unraveling
In this gravel pit of gargantuan memories that almost make no sense
But I the scent of puzzling intrusion
Of my thoughts through these blues
And I get no help from these boos..

My mind is wasting
investigating the instigation of my negation
for all these seen through my detrimental situations,
I stand to be awakened…

Lights flash of passion to the flickering of a heart drenched by the seas of emotion,
Pardon me for being caught in the moment.

I sat in my chair with my palms in my hand. My eyes watering because I remembered almost everything, key word was almost. I was brought back by one of my last cases or better yet by one of the last transcribed papers I had. I remember it specifically by the crinkles in the paper that was once wet with tears. I had to open my eyes to a reality that caused me to become a doctor in the first place.

My mind is wasting
investigating the instigation of my negation
for all these seen through my detrimental situations,
I stand to be awakened…

Lights flash of passion to the flickering of a heart drenched by the seas of emotion,
Pardon me for being caught in the moment.
My mind in space traveling
Thoughts unraveling
In this gravel pit of gargantuan memories that almost make no sense
But I the scent of puzzling intrusion
Of my thoughts through these blues
And I get no help from these boos..

As I started to read the transcript, the lights flicker.

So please, can you being to explain ?

I was always good.
Always did what i was supposed to.
Mom and dads / perfect lil girl.
Never deviated / from what i knew was right.
Never thought about doing wrong.

So then what happened?

Should of listened to
my instinct,
it said go right,
but excitedly i went the short way home.
Daddy would be there,
i longed to see his face
feel the strength in his arms
know that he was ok.

Why should you have listened?
What is going on is there something that I am missing?

Instead, I'm here, scared, cold and alone.
A simple question, a step too close,
innocent, naive trust.
I guess is to blame.
He seemed so kind, the girl in the picture
he carried, was my age.
Now, I cant stop the tears
that flow from my eyes.

I promise I’m sorry but the bets way to cure yourself is with cries
Let your soul speak don’t hide it within your eyes

I want my mommy
I need my daddy
but neither can hear my cries.
The room is too dark.
For some reason i can't speak.
My hands feel tied,
can't move them or my feet.
Chills run rampant
through my small frame.
I fear what is ahead,
will I see my family again?

footsteps...,
footsteps...,
back and fourth.
Louder...,
quieter...,
and then louder again.
Shadows
come and go,
mumbling barely heard,
a twist of the door knob,
a rush of wind through my hair
my voice returns only
to scream them away.
Instead, the sound from me
is muffled, silenced,
and i can no longer scream
can barely breath,
no longer see.
terror has finally taken hold of me!

What then happened?

movements heard,
mumbling returns.
on my left..,
now my right...,
a touch on my arm
i jump in fright.
Feeling the bed sink
a presence felt next to me
whispering,
calling out to me.

i turn
exhale as best i can.
shake my head in disbelief
While a calm fear
overpowers me.

why?
are you hear to save
or hurt me
why you,
why me?
Is this a lesson
you're trying to teach me?
Do my parents know?
trying to force
words through the
nasty taste in my mouth
I can't breath anymore
a sudden smell takes over me
i feel myself
drifting away
am i dying
going to sleep?

I hear him speak
"I knew you were the one"
and then...,
There is nothing.

There comes a day of terror that invades the interior
Dramatic situations cause hysteria
Delirium can overrun the mysterious
Circumstance and no chance to be clear from
Open your mind and heart
Allow yourself to see
Be free
You survived,
But I need to give you something from me
Breathe….

To Be Continued…

A special thanks to Kiexiza Tashua Rodriquez