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Poetry’s Sorrow
Poetry’s a soldier a collection of Spoken Words in Silent Wars rarely do you see it pull back retreat it is no coward it’s weapons are raw yet healing but there is pain hidden behind the curve of personifications, alliterations and similes there is sorrow if poetry has one weakness it is this: that most… Continue reading
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Language of the Broken Hearted
Felt it was my job to hold every heart in my hands like responsibilities so I cradled you…. until our tears became waves of passion too deep to carry in a bowl so they filled up our futures like child play did we let deception play its numbers on our skin? did we let it… Continue reading
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Why Poets Are Poor
I am NOT your Sonia Sanchez, your Langston Hughes, your James Baldwin or Maya Angelou. In fact, my name may never find itself uttered among the world greats. And I’m fine with that. No, I LOVE that. Not ALL poets are poor, but I think the best ones are. They are the people who still… Continue reading
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Starving Contentment
Like music swallows its bass inside the belly of the loud speakers their stomachs growl, but they ain’t really hungry…. they just come to see what all the commotion is like…. they wanna know what all this poetry stuff is but…… they ain’t really hungry…… they just wanna see how pretty her pain is. Continue reading
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Writing Addiction Symptom #3: Dirty Diapers and Complaining Husbands
• Dirty Diapers and Complaining Husbands Oh you know the feeling. You make yourself a cup of Joe, get back to that switch button, and for the next 8 hours or so (hey, that’s pretty modest), you’ve taken yourself a mini vacation. Where are you going? Who knows, somewhere between Character Development and Turning… Continue reading
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The Happiness of Seeking Wisdom
Happy is the person who meditates on wisdom who reflects in his heart on her ways and ponders her secrets pursuing her like a hunter and lying in wait on her paths and listens at her doors who camps near her house and fastens his tent peg to her walls who pitches his tent near… Continue reading
