June 2012
35 posts
Brown Skin Lady
Brown Skin Lady
*mos def singing* [mos]brown skin lady, [mos] where you goin? [mos] brown skin lady [mos]what you doin? [[mos] brown skin lady [mos]how do you feel?
Cause you got that beloved type stair
Toni had it right when she said
We dream, but only of a nightmare with lipstick
A diluted twilight, that taste like salvation
Eyes that hang metaturnal hazel and remain as much...
Free Falling~ (After watching "So you think you...
The other night i felt like dancing so
I let my feet be the first thing
to kiss rain off grass after a storm
the breeze made
a Christmas gift out my shaking body
i’m talking about unraveling your self to the base
of the speaker like last summers lover
Dancing like we can make fire from the spark of bones
in the absence of flesh
Remembering how someone once lent you the
rhythm in...
“I just wanna be naked right now, naked and still.”
I lied, and went to dance.
First Draft: ” Dirty Dancing”
You ever let your feet be the first thing
to kiss rain off grass after a storm?
Or felt a breeze that made
a Christmas gift of your shaking body
im talking about unraveling your self to the base
of the speaker like last summers lover
Dancing like we can make fire from the spark of bones
in the absence of flesh
lending someone the rhythm of your...
tomorrow
Tonight I wanted to find you
So I thought about the people I have lost
I didn’t expect for it to get me far, but it was close enough to forgetting you
That I had to try
I read a friends poem about heart break and felt the need to pretend they wrote about me
That I could vicariously exist everywhere you weren’t
But I wanted you to be
That I could find closure in places that remind me of...
Some where in between...
To the first 4 poets I kissed.
I enjoyed your lips
Like any island boy would
As sure as rain, sweeter than any river
But hesitant and often lost in the heart of any metropolis
You see we island boys learned how to kiss
From the ocean tide
Where we fight gravity when gripping sand
And listen to the to the breeze to understand what palm trees are saying
Where we bet shooting stars against the ocean...
Old
Longest Goodbye
Ive said many words I always felt were mine
But I give these to you wholeheartedly
My longest good bye spoken at the tips of your lips
The day the astronomy of your future so easily forsaked my sight
I ripped Shakespearean skin from my tongue to write our eulogy
You became a crusade of words conquered by paper
They took flight in hopes of creating closure inside an open...
A Shade Of Love: "Homeless" I found it! ~ Mo' Sad...
She was the melody my eyes
Remembered when ever my heart
Needed a base to maintain
Her voice fed me stories
Of moments in her journey while searching for me
Like when she met a poet
Named Blair
Who showed her the beauty of
Diamond dust
Like the flawless reflection smeared across our face,
She feared how the world spoke of broken
Like it’s a bad thing.
So she forced us into...
Two poems, too funny, to miss. (Sam Sax & Baruch)
#1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=-6GQWHGWhe4
#2
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=eXpWA8hvu80
…enjoy
Jason Bayani... Just found him, and its a... →
The Bare Necessities.... (My attempt at making sad...
We are the lost boys Who wear the ripples of our history like the absence of light Gravity aint got shit on us We are too many verbs, too little time, two types of wrong, minus one education Autumn leaves that know nothing of their roots Two dreams Being lover to the wind, or decorating our view-collage-fading red The hustle or the fame These are the things we lost boys do Our home is...
.... Mo Sad, but untitled sh!t
I once told my self
that in matters of the heart
patience is not a virtue
it is a waste of time
that love is evidence enough
that we are the only species
capable of breaking something
that is not even tangible
we hide and do
so much in the shadows
we can barely tell ourselves apart
from the space in-between the stars
or the darkness we spew from behind our throats
it...
A Shade Of Love: "The Only Prayer I ever Wrote"
Your eyes Reassure me that this time, this time, Our words would survive the break of dawn So I walked away from you
Ran to the closest door And let the morning embrace the moment I begged the sky to hold it Wind-grip-forever, In a pacific breeze I don’t pray much But I let every exhale from my cigarette Be a gospel-transcribed inhale Of the things we said I was afraid that the gods...
Anything sounds better with music, Sooo this is a...
Alright so im sitting here inhaling some delicious green apples, when it hit me. Lets make a mix tape to go with your first chapbook (me being repetitive and sad in a bunch of poems about relationships) im thinking of calling it “A Shade of Love” … but were getting distracted here.. the point is the music.
So since ill have to master this whole making a track in a basement/...
IM ON MY BRAND NEW SH*#...!!!!
Half way down the “to do” list… hahahaha, Just redid the tumblr. I honestly just took the time to read about what tumblr actually is besides a whole lot of fly ass pictures. Let me know ya thoughts…
IM ON MY BRAND NEW SH*#…!!!!
now if ONLY I can get my Laptop (RIP Monalisa) to turn on, maybe ill be able to post some writing ive been dying...
