Poetry

A What If..

[caption id="attachment_548" align="aligncenter" width="400"] See with more than your eyes: feel with none of your preconceptions[/caption]   what happens when yo poetry don't sound like nobody else's? when you don't go into "poetry speak" before you begin? what happens when your poetry sounds like your song, and your songs sound...

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Blissed.. A House music Experience

06.26.11 I am so blissed right now.. I love my people being around my people the feel of the music inside us, spilling out of me, moving through me being surrounded by brown, and cream and shades between and beyond- but feeling the communal, beautiful spirit that only manifests itself in that particular way when...

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The Raven Mistress..

I made a coat for my Lady's birthday and it came with it's own attitude and it's own poem. went a lil sumthin like this   THE RAVEN MISTRESS 12.30.10 I am a beast in designer clothing a comic book fanboys’ wet dream I am an apocalypse of leather and textiles Sharp edges...

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Feel Me

Feel Me come to me.. soul gardens to plant wing tips to clip and adorn as angel bits I wander in the midst of this time of time change bringing the gift of catalytic elixer with and in me moving movement till the air stops to breathe me baking stillness in...

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Holy Shit

Holy Shit 2•14•98 I was born amongst fires and strobe light; natural fissures and crater cracks as demons danced and somebody chuckled for like, no apparent reason. And God said ‘Shhhh’, to the angel who peeped it when He sent his son down and proclaimed him His only He told...

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The Anthem

The Anthem 10•11•01 We come with our tattoos an our piercings, with our slick tricks and street wise dome We come with our laziness and our arts and our voices With our sagging pants and oversized shirts, with our bald heads and dread heads, And fades and Ceasers , braids...

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The Devil Winked

THE DEVIL WINKED Walkin I was Down the street   alone , but peopled block there were people everywhere like mardigras  only.. different. Walking I was   when I saw , she saw me seeing we were   sighting each other like rifles Gorgeous  she was Gorgeous    my eyelids closed to pray to God  she was...

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