Don’t bother anyone
And do not!
Knock anything over!
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Anxiety – 30 days of Poetry excerpts
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Voice – Poe-Estory – 30 days of Poetry excerpts
Tommy didn’t do drugs
Or sleep around
And Tommy didn’t want to be gay
His dad was just a real sick man that took his innocence away
For all the children who don’t have a choice
Tommy decided to take a stand and be the children’s voice
He stood in front of thousands and said
My name is Tommy and I have AIDS
And I’m speaking for all the little people who become victims every day
His body’s 6 feet under but his spirit is still alive
And if you’re reading this then his spirit has survived
This is Tommy’s way of continuing to be the children’s voice
This is for all the little people who never had a choice
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Warning: It’s a lengthy poem ❤
Pixie – 30 days of Poetry excerpts #20
They’re like monsters that dance around in strange little groups
Dropping coal mines on my womb
Marching fiercely like military troops
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In my mind strange things happen and I am forced to assume
As Pixie dances harder
Between my bloody womb
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The Language of Love – 30 days of Poetry excerpts
When I think of love I think of hearts being colored in red or children being told stories before they go to bed
When I think of love I think of pastures filled with butterflies or teachers teaching children how to make tie-dye
When I think of love I think of how excited my grandma was when she brought my first bra
When I think of love I think of leaves changing colors in the fall and couples holding hands while shopping in the mall
When I think of love I think of angels being sent down to lend a hand or birds playing footsies in the sand
Love will be here when we’re dead and gone love has been here all along
Love is something money can’t buy
Love has many question
But no answers
So don’t ask love… why
Use the universe as your source
Allowing love to take its course
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Warning: It’s a lengthy poem ❤
Lineage – 30 days of Poetry excerpts #19
Daddy sister aunty and uncle were junkies
Granny was too
I shot dope in the bathroom everyday during school
Fourteen years old
Daddy shot me up first
Two days later daddy was dead
O.D’ed while at work
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Infected – 30 days of Poetry excerpts #18
I sacrificed myself on the altar and begged God to give me back my soul
I wondered in this wilderness I was lost in the fold
I wrote pages and pages till it became a scroll
I fasted I starved myself and I paced the floor some more
I talked to myself and searched for riddles beyond hidden doors
I spoke to the gods and whispered to the moon
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The Hunter – Creative Writing – 30 days of Poetry excerpts #17
I fell to the wayside
Posters over dry land
He searched for me
I moved like a vagabond running from the ripper
I was a ghost
I thought I had escaped the hunters grip
It scoured taverns speakeasies and bath houses looking for me
I was clumsy
Running from the hunter
I was set up
Ambushed by love
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Searched – 30 days of Poetry excerpts #16
I laid bare searching for something so rare
I honored the sabbath and respected your status
I mantra’d the lords prayer
I prayed while scared
I covered my hair
I lowered my eyes conscience of the devils glare
I searched and searched but the gods weren’t playing fair
I paced the valley of the kings searching for rings and pretty things
Searching for you
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Hands -Spoken Word- 30 days of Poetry excerpts #15
I gathered all this information even before I felt his hands
‘Cause that’s what women do
Investigative reporters
So much better than Nancy Drew
We’ll be home cooking dinner and at the same time watching you
His hands were so powerful they split adams and made me two
Its been three weeks now and I’m still collecting his residue
I go to church on Sunday to praise God for making not only one hand
But 2
There was something in his gaze
And not even a short paraphrase could describe this mans hands
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Waiting for a Real Jesus! 30 days of Poetry excerpts
Sinners Traders and Judas secretly know
I looked deep within and asked
But Lord is it me though
I know your voice that so mercifully freed us
So I wait patiently and diligently
For a real Jesus!
❤
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