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See What Ahm Saying

By: Vicki  Acquah
 
CAN YOU SEE WHAT I AM SAYING


WHEN I PAINT PICTURES 
WIT MY TONGUE.
CAN YOU UNDERSTAND THE
AESTHETICS OF MY HEART -
AS I DRAW FROM THE UGLY-
REALITIES OF OUR PHYSICAL
CONDITIONS
 
CAN YOU HEAR THE DEPTHS OF MY
WORDS ECHOING FROM
THE CHAMBERS OF MY CHI
 
WHEN GOD IS DISTRACTING
ME FROM MY EARTHLY BEING.
CAN YOU UNDERSTAND
THE LANGUAGE  OF  MY SOUL-

WHEN HES EXTRACTING-
THE BEAUTIFUL FROM ME.
Showing me what he wants
me to be see-ing
 
IF GOD is love,and love is purity
and purity is poetry
then poetry must be the yen-
and the yang-  of the
universal language- 
-of love Love is
 God and God is all things.
 
Linguistic lyrics-
Tongues and languages -
Where Gods invokes and 
meets mans soul
to move to feel  
and then 
inspire aesthetically 
 
I am speaking of loves language,
poetry - Balancing us bards-
between many worlds
We clamor to get back to
chasing our own curious dreams-
 
 
Sometimes we do not want to fly
where other souls are soaring nor
record what the voiceless voices
are saying
 
But we  are scribes we write-
speak -and we feel the
beautiful beings
and also feel the merciless

We write the yen
and the yang of  
the beautiful--the fruitful-
 
 
SPIRITS SPEAK TO ME-
I am the heartbeat of poetry
and then I ask
"do you hear me-- And I ask do
"SEE what I am saying ?

 
I am God's personal
ergonomic metaphor -
ah me ?
Asking myself
 "DID I SAY THAT"-
Where did that come from 
I NEVER HAD A CLITOR-ECTOMY-

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Karl Marszalowicz

October 10, 2013 at 4:29 AM

you are woman hear you roar! god speaks through all of us.

Jacob Reinhardt

October 9, 2013 at 11:49 AM

This one makes some very interesting connections. I love the part about God and the poets job of seeing the beautiful. I had a little bit of a tough time finding the focus of the poem but I still really liked it! As always, Thanks!

Vicki Acquah

October 9, 2013 at 6:21 PM

..you have to relate to what you relate to.and identify with things you have never experienced. Such as at the end when I said I never had a" Clitorectomy", That is to say that you do not have to experience something to speak up against it. If it's called empathy. Pain is pain... hunger is hunger. No soul gets use to it> Not even Animals ~~~