Best Angstblue Poems
Laying in the sea
the water rises up high
left with one last breath
my chin touches the blue chill
the sun sinks away swiftly
"The Blue Contest" by Francine Roberts
written by Michael J. Falotico
I have seen the world through these blue eyes
Ive seen my fair share of hard goodbyes
My days are what i completely improvise
This is the only way that i am able to rise
Almost to where i can touch the skies
The law of gravity is what my mind defies
This allows me to reach new highs
Where i am able to hear the stars' cries
And i'm serious these are no lies
We must rebel against the enterprise
For this is what we must despise
But we are caught being unwise
To bring them to their knees is what i advise
For this would surely be their demise
But they hide under their dramatic disguise
The man sends his many spies
They all forgive, preach,and baptize
To Him is what this all implies
This is what is seen through these blue eyes
When you’re a desperate junkie you need to go where…………
THIS HAPPENS EVERY ASTRAY
See that crowd gathered down the street?
That’s the place where the nasty and hopeless meet
They congregate but never contemplate what lay ahead
That’s why so many of them be dead
Move about half a block closer and I’ll show you what makes this fun
You see the dude in the yellow, he’s cool, but the other brother’s got a gun
The dude in blue must have screwed the dude and now the brother is bloodiness bound
I know that feeling when you aren’t sure of anything except the gun could be loaded and put
your ass eternally underground
See……… these brothers ain’t really about killing people, they just giving a sign
A signal to all others that says “see these blazing eyes, well they saw you step over the line”
And there is most definitely a line, a perimeter, a radius if you will
Come into what they consider their’s too many times, that’s when they come to kill
The west side flies colors of yellow and green
With a bit of red to complete the scene
If you’re from the east side blue is the only color you’ll wear
And you’ll put a twenty-five in your pocket already filled with fear
Now look to the right where those little girls are jumping rope
Well they and their parents are sustained by little yet still hold out hope
Yellow, green, blue and to complete the scene a hint of red
And all to often someone‘s shot goes astray and one of those little girls ends up dead
© 2011.….~free cee!~
When you’re a desperate junkie you need to go where…………
THIS HAPPENS EVERY ASTRAY
See that crowd gathered down the street?
That’s the place where the nasty and hopeless meet
They congregate but never contemplate what lay ahead
That’s why so many of them be dead
Move about half a block closer and I’ll show you what makes this fun
You see the dude in the yellow, he’s cool, but the other brother’s got a gun
The dude in blue must have screwed the dude and now the brother is bloodiness bound
I know that feeling when you aren’t sure of anything except the gun could be loaded and put
your ass eternally underground
See……… these brothers ain’t really about killing people, they just giving a sign
A signal to all others that says “see these blazing eyes, well they saw you step over the line”
And there is most definitely a line, a perimeter, a radius if you will
Come into what they consider their’s too many times, that’s when they come to kill
The west side flies colors of yellow and green
With a bit of red to complete the scene
If you’re from the east side blue is the only color you’ll wear
And you’ll put a twenty-five in your pocket already filled with fear
Now look to the right where those little girls are jumping rope
Well they and their parents are sustained by little yet still hold out hope
Yellow, green, blue and to complete the scene a hint of red
And all to often someone‘s shot goes astray and one of those little girls ends up dead
© 2011.….~free cee!~
NEON NEGATIVITY
Take for instance this morning when I awoke next to my brother stuck and stifled in the hood
That ain’t no f*****g good
For good gains its power because bad is serving Satan and good is bowing to your god
S**t…my god’s been on the nod since winkin killed blinkin
Or I shot Lincoln
No, Marley shot the sheriff
And I know he didn’t kill the deputy
Because that was me
Funny thing though,
ain’t no saviors to be found in the hood
And that ain’t no f*****g good
I see the projects which project profound poverty as a plague
And the visceral veins of a body eclectic which can be very vague
Opaque one might say
Or even two can say opaque
And both be on the take
Bribed to be brutal and bribed to be blind
That’s the men who stick a badge upon their chest
Because in the hood the color blue stands for authentic authority figures
Until a young mind finally figures out that blue is the problem
Spilling red from tomorrow’s possibilities
And then there are the ones who simply want to check out of this place
So they get surrounded by cops with laser weapons aimed precisely and well
Oh what the hell?
Red dots dancing all upon his chest
“Don’t move” screams blue
“now boy, drop”
But he makes a move for an invisible weapon
And that’s what we here in the hood call suicide by cop
Yep, waking up in the hood don’t do nobody no god damned good
© 2011 Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
BERRY BLUE GOODBYES
I slammed my eyes shut creating day into night
I didn’t care to see cruelty bared eye to eye
I couldn’t watch me lose such heavenly delight
Because even hardened junkies sometimes must cry
The darkness I saw wasn’t any help at all
And I ran out of options and things I could do
I knew this was something I couldn’t delay nor could I stall
Because even junkies cry when they lose a lover like you
I vowed and I promised to stop using any kind of dope
You said nothing as I envisioned you walking out the door
With sodden eyes I vowed to get married, flee together and elope
Because even junkies beg and cry when they can’t take any more
I kept my eyes shut so as not to see what would come next
In the darkness the thought of your away birthed sorrow and fears
From the start by your berry blue eyes and your body I became vexed
But when faced with “farewell” even a junkie like me sheds tears
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~