Writing poetry
Avoiding stagnation
Putting to work my imagination
Rhyming words
Innovation I seek
Syllables, synonyms, symmetry, sync
Will get out the lines
Just got to think
But gotta do it well
So it won't stink
Pages of pretty printed poems
Put them in a book so you can show'em
Get them out into the world and everyone will know'em
Get your flow on
Don't let it stop
Putting down words to make it pop
Pulling it together as the beat drops
Listen to the art
Come out on top!
Boom!
Showing posts with label Words. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Words. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Friday, November 7, 2014
Reinstated
The absence of verses versus putting it all out on the table
It's not that I'm not capable
But this year put a cap on my able
To bring thoughts out and about.
It's not that life is unstable
But the pages in my notebook just became unstapled.
Muse and motivation muffled.
Stumbling upon silence
Screaming at the screeching halt of speech and semantics
Frantic at the fractions of phrases
Floating without a poem to call home.
Now trying to take off my cap
And put on my cape
SuperPoet is back
Letting no rhyme escape.
It's not that I'm not capable
But this year put a cap on my able
To bring thoughts out and about.
It's not that life is unstable
But the pages in my notebook just became unstapled.
Muse and motivation muffled.
Stumbling upon silence
Screaming at the screeching halt of speech and semantics
Frantic at the fractions of phrases
Floating without a poem to call home.
Now trying to take off my cap
And put on my cape
SuperPoet is back
Letting no rhyme escape.
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
This House Was Built on Words- 2 of 30 NaPoMo2014
This house was built on words
This is a house not a home
For the girl who is listening to music with the volume all the way
So she doesn't hear her parents arguing.
For the boy who hides
As soon as he hears the liquor cabinet creak open .
For the wife who makes dinner for two in vain
Because her husband will have a late night at work for the third time this week.
For the baby who is wailing
Because their diaper hasn't been changed in God knows how long.
This house was built on words
Angry, Empty, Envy, Enemy
This is a house not a home.
Cheater, drunk, bastard, bitch
Which leaves little room for love and laughter
After all the lies and cries
This house was built on words .
Scream, scold, scowl
Basement of HATE
Attic of LIES
Bedrooms of ABUSE
Living rooms with no LIFE
This is a house not a home.
For the girl who doesn't want a serious relationship
Because she doesn't want to end up like her parents.
For the boy who has a court date pending
For his third DUI
For the wife who knows the rumors
But doesn't want to be alone.
For the baby who sees their social worker
More often than she should have to.
This house was built on words.
Time to find a new dictionary.
This is a house not a home
For the girl who is listening to music with the volume all the way
So she doesn't hear her parents arguing.
For the boy who hides
As soon as he hears the liquor cabinet creak open .
For the wife who makes dinner for two in vain
Because her husband will have a late night at work for the third time this week.
For the baby who is wailing
Because their diaper hasn't been changed in God knows how long.
This house was built on words
Angry, Empty, Envy, Enemy
This is a house not a home.
Cheater, drunk, bastard, bitch
Which leaves little room for love and laughter
After all the lies and cries
This house was built on words .
Scream, scold, scowl
Basement of HATE
Attic of LIES
Bedrooms of ABUSE
Living rooms with no LIFE
This is a house not a home.
For the girl who doesn't want a serious relationship
Because she doesn't want to end up like her parents.
For the boy who has a court date pending
For his third DUI
For the wife who knows the rumors
But doesn't want to be alone.
For the baby who sees their social worker
More often than she should have to.
This house was built on words.
Time to find a new dictionary.
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