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Beautiful
Have I told you today how beautiful you are? that the world would be grey-er darker, less breathable without you in it. Have I not told you today? and Have I told you today how smart you are? that the world would be less magical, less knowable, less obtainable without you in it. Have I … Continue reading
Off the Cuff: Father are you listening
Father are you listening your image casts a shadow on my heart I see your shape I smell your cologne I hear your jolly laughter wafting down the halls of my soul and yet, the color of you fades I desperately need to keep you I desperately need to hear you I need your words … Continue reading
Respect – my own definition.
Respect: To hold in esteem – for reason of power, skill, or endeavor. We as children are taught to respect our elders, those in authority, those in power…. we are are never taught respect goes both ways and should be mutual. Respect is not just for a title, it is not just because you have … Continue reading
She got it
Talk about the physical as if the physical was the path way to a place of memory honestly the only memories worth keeping are the ones kept: delved into the spiritual lyrically possessing my soul in intrinsically sophisticated ways wrapping me up genuinely innocent of all desire but desiring to return. Nights spent by waterfalls … Continue reading
They can take…
They can take my pen, I will sign on wind They can take my paper, I will write on sky They can take my shoes, I will walk on water They can take all I own and all I have – I will still have my voice should they attempt to take that and steal … Continue reading
In a warrior mood
I am in warrior mood I want to swing my words like hammers against the chains of oppression and deception permeating the minds of those who walk after us I am in a warrior mood I tell you I am in a warrior poet mood I want to slam my rhythm and scatter my rhyme … Continue reading
To the Bullied / I see you
I see you. In the shadow, in the closet in the rear of the room I see you with the black eye, with the torn shirt with the soul bruised and worn I see you despite the words flying off the handles mixed messages of need love want sex must have this shit to be … Continue reading
Off the Cuff
This is off the cuff of the center of my soul no rhyme no reason no control just me letting your words teach me to let go and know without a doubt life is beautiful ugly insane peaceful frustrating serendipitously longing for a moment to explode it is hunger it is hate it is on … Continue reading
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