They printed a bootleg
Twin of me,
A knock-off stitched in pixels
Of Remnants,
It emulated my stride,
But the soul wasn't tied,
Just a shadow that ain't
Ever been free-
So I caught it slippun'
In the alley-light chant,
Patched together from borrowed
Glow,
Walkin' through corners
I ain't never trodden in.
It talk like me
But the delivery is glitchy
Moves like me
But the spirit is empty, hollow,
A Counterfeit clone
Trying to spend my name
Like loose change
In the wrong hands.
And when it tried to pass
As the real one,
I felt the half-rhyme beat
Kick back in my chest:
A twin made a fleeting in the
Dark of night,
A remix wrong, a stolen light,
It copies my flame,
But can hold my name,
Breaken' apart when failed
With what's right.
So I stood in my authenticity,
Watched that knockoff
Silhouette
Glitch at the edges,
Unravel at the seams,
Cause it ain't built from my
Breathe,
Ain't blessed by my walk
Ain't stamped by the Supreme Being
Will.
Just a Bootleg twin
Tryna link with my
Daylight,
But falling apart
In the real me.
A lot of things are
To powerful
To wrong
To long
When you're not strong enough
Yet for a ride and a price
It's a lane down your life
An anyway
A big today
An awful lot
That got away
A take on a toll
A shelf said
A half read
An awful
And a not
And then
There's a got
A get strong enough
Not half tuff
A say
And a shot
A ain't forgot
A length and a page
A see score
At a half rhyme
A take the time
And a want more
A fine line
An
A have time
At Alot
When you're not strong enough
2017
Standing in the frigid wind outside the bus stop doors
She seemed lost and lonely as the cars past with a roar.
Waiting for my only child the son whom I adore
I couldn’t help but wonder where was she headed for?
The prodigal returned through those same two frosty doors
But though the night was getting dark no one came for her.
Stopping right beside her, the radio blaring a Christmas score
We asked her if she needed help could we do any more?
Her wind burnt cheeks rose with the smile she wore
“Thank you, no.” She said. Her eyes they did explore
the warm interior and the street stretched out before
My folks are late but coming soon at least I’m pretty sure…
We left her there before the door yet still my heart implores
How many lost and lonely waifs are left standing by the door?
*Monorhyme is Sonnet form using slip or half rhyme.
Some good deeds go unaccepted.
(half free verse/half rhyme)
I am one-
an individual.
No one else
shares my soul;
I’m glad to be
uniquely me!
I am many-
daughter, sister, wife, mother.
Half the world
plays my role;
my heart is full.
I am all-
children of God
whose school is life.
Beneath the sun
all are one!
I am few-
a special group
with a common bond
among humanity;
friends in poetry!
For the Happiness of Life Poetry Contest of Nayda Ivette Negron
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I like the color purple
but I've heard it told
it doesn't have a rhyme, PEOPLE!
I am not really sold
I will look with my pupil
to find a rhyme, wait, hold
on! I know chocolate ripple
is a half rhyme...do you fold?
I'm getting old
and my thinking is cold
so I'm told!
. ~~~,*,~~~
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