The train pulling into the dance floor
Upbeat galore
Love, Peace, Music and Soul
R&B Hip Hop energized high
Music that doesn’t Stop
Dance Line Feel
Maneuvering associate
Rhythm smooth
Soul Train Rule
Portal Soul Train
Schedule of Dance moves
Flexibility center
Songs to dance along
Peace in spirit
Soul in heart
Music in amp
Love Embrace
Soul Train encounter
Soul Train Dance Front and center
Soul Train Minute.
My ghostly wail,
never breathless, echoes spreading across eternity.
Howls of anger, pain, trauma.
Which one is the loudest?
Gifting my enemies with mercy.
In turn they shoot me in the back.
Behind that smile, that hero complex,
there’s something wrong with you.
I don’t want any surprises,
I don’t want any survivors.
I’m done being everyone’s prisoner.
Unleash this pain, bring forth the rupture.
Amp up the volume, don’t let them rest.
Now you too will scream my name.
L-amp
O-f
R-eal
L-ife
Y-ou
N-eed
R-adiantly
O-bliterates
D-arkness,
I-nspiring
L-ives
L-ost
A-mid
S-hadows
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Lorlyn Rodillas)
I’d leave a small cigar box, cracked, showing faint splinters,
buried where no one can touch it or twist it.
Inside: a music amp shaped like my ribcage,
wound with the ache of fifteen years
spent trying to be softer than the world allowed.
A torn page from a notebook no one read,
scribbled with dreams I wasn’t brave enough to say aloud.
A necklace I never wore, too scared it meant I mattered.
A mirror that only shows you what you’ve hidden
when your hands are shaking too much to lie.
Some nights, I wish I could vanish without being gone.
But this box stays, proof I felt too much,
loved without language, begged for quiet in my mind.
Even here, far from Earth, I am still trying
to be more than the weight of my own silence.
Ardor abated
Bodies both
Collapse
Damp
Erotic
Fulfillment
Gains giddy
High
Intense
Kiss keepers
Lingering
Melting moves
Nestle Narvana
Optimal
Passionate
Release
Sated
Touch
Unleashes
Verve vapor
Whispers wanting
Xanadu
Zees
He used to take his lectures with a cigarette and a
blindfold.
Can you publish a single sentence?
Didn’t work for James
won’t work for me
choclate sorbet
sunday
in the pipe playing
old mexican sweat
from an old tube amp
and how’s that for a sonnet?
Close but no dice
this ain’t horse shoes
and you ain’t no hand gernade
ten stone gained
while im ten stones lost
stoned in the gutter
wasn’t me on mr ferris’s window grate
too bad
no one likes the blues anymore
and the inner critic keeps chewing away
through the poems like I’d left them
for the rats
real sick son of a
to dissolve one’s own work
never made sense
didn’t have to
makes sense
and then you name it
god the names
the fonts
it’s the title of a Piece after all
too much noise
interferance
bad baggage send it out
its not mine anymore
and so the poems go
Stoic, the mic stand is circumspect
of all the energy in the room;
Waiting but will not remain unchecked;
Calm throughout the process of load in
now leading this layout of the stage;
Headlining’s a stroke of good fortune;
Crowd awaits the collective player
as that set list is taped to the floor;
High is their hum that hangs in the air;
Limelight’s on as the amp starts smiling
eager to take them all to the edge;
Breaking that sound barrier shredding.
for AMP
through the dark hallway
opened the front door
passing by the garden
He took off his shoes and threw them away
bumping into bare feet
sand with dust
gravel in sand
On a white bed
White cloth
Covered
Conversations with white-faced friends
came up
"Where does it pain?"
"hungry"
"Why are you sick?"
"hungry"
"How are you sick?"
"hungry"
"Will it be better?"
"When I'm not hungry"
There was only one answer to ten different questions
He, Albert, was bleeding from the sole of the feet
Tears flowed when it hurt
while running Albert thought
“The children did not shed tears even when they get hurt
I guess I shed tears when i hurt
I am not sick"
but the worse the wound gets
where it hurts
It wasn't the soles of his feet, it was his left chest.
Docked your own can it tote-n-land home
Locked unknown antidote to amp the mode
Clamped-n-sewn your stamp will show
Plan it slow in a long tramp you know
Boat the load and camp your stow
Go for broke to brand a glow
Sold your joke now stand-n-soak
Hold folk accountable and count your table
Don't poke a mountable route make a staple
Flow on ropes tight like cable
Low-n-behold a dangle blame angle
Won't hold me-n-strangle in a shame shamble
That’ll level the bevel playing field left disheveled
Hips shoveled as his groveled
It’s bliss behold miss molted
Changes skin manages kin
Estranges them bandages again
Rearranges agendas to gain
Free ranges attendance scars remain
Eerie chances dependence hard refrain
Flee dances of steep step stances
Weep wept lands won’t weaken plans
We keep kept cans to seep sunken strands
Baby has a new Jasey that's navy blue
N-we're gonna dance in our neon shoes
Yea we have to shake it go amp up the tunes
Baby has a new Jasey that's navy blue
We got it alright shuffle and sway
in flashin lights the latest move's rave
Glide is on time Bendin a frame
about to get tight our own cabaret.
The whole place is quakin scraping a hoof
We're takin it up raising the roof
Cuttin some shapes Bustin-m- Loose
Baby has a new Jasey that's navy blue.
A random thought, strange lines are drawn
Starbursts exploding in the brain
Parallel pathways amp the gain
From small to shrimp, from shrimp to prawns
Tangentially, another dawns
Möbius-like, it loops again,
a random thought.
Eternal Now, it is explained,
sees ere I was till long past gone.
Now that’s a thought to linger on…
So did I now just entertain
a random thought?
—————
A Rondine: abbaabRbaabR
Scorching heat, undrying sweat
Soothing talc, utmost a better bet.
Ubiquitous sun rays, ushering heat waves
Umbrellas of all types & ultra-sunglasses saves.
Most tiring, more thirst
Munch mangoes & mouthful of melons.
Midday radiation, mounting towers
Mild relief with a/c & coolers, makes it Mindful
Elements of high summer, enveloping around
Evenly breeze, entertain a little in the evenings.
Raising temperatures, restless lives
Rain to pour in, rescue in season.
The majority of mine lxiii years
expended delving deep into imagination,
yours truly escaped, loosed, thwarted...
reality courtesy bookland
roaming cerebral cortex terra firmae
did not amp pulley satiate
seemingly depression found me
(an uncompetitive, oversensitive,
intuitive, contemplative bookworm)
with scrunched pate,
a day short and a dollar late
one dime a dozen lad
hood scrimp and scrape,
a familiar pattern typified fate
viz - hand to mouth bleak
how zing existence aye equate
extant throughout three score
plus three years date
journeys round el sol,
this varsity schlepper, procrastinator,
malingerer did create
current emotional state
mottled with sea henna tint
financial, emotional and
psychosocial characteristics stint
aye serum eyes while
in utero the blueprint
indelibly etched analogous
brand York Peppermint
also analogous to musician
recording tracks upon primed glint
ting digitized compact disc
clear polycarbonate plastic substrate,
a reflective metallic layer,
and a clear protective coating
of acrylic plastic
breakable as flint.
This scripture is referring to Jesus when He returns to reign on this earth for a thousand years.
Psalm 92: 10
AMP
But my horn [my emblem of strength and power] You have exalted like that of a wild ox(unicorn); I am anointed with fresh oil [for Your service].
NLT
But you have made me as strong as a wild ox. You have anointed me with the finest oil.
God in Your mercy anoint me again
Give me strength to make it through
I depend on You, God
(I am still weak, exhausted, and not able to do what I need to do, however I know that I know He will help me.)
Bliss bubbles burst
Lamp of love is lit
Iridescent illumination
Soft scented silence
Suffuses spacial soul
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