I try and try to make them all happy but no matter what I do its never enough.
I try and try to give them love and I just get yelled at.
I try and try to tell them what's wrong but they wont Liston.
I try and try to love myself but I just end up crying.
I try and try to stay clean but I know eventually I'll just relapse.
Just with something new.
I try and try to change but I cant seem to find the peace I've been looking for.
I try and try to have friends who care but in the end I'm just left alone.
I try and try to smile but it doesn't feel right and is all fake.
I try and try and try and try but nothing works.
Home town
Yesterday I saw him play billiards, a famous man
There are not many celebrities in my hometown
We have not many things to be proud safe for
A duck pond in the center, geese and rats in
The basement of the café
The famous one was once a boxer in the USA
But never made it to the top, but came back
In my hometown, his fame was assured; he had
Floored Sonny Liston in the third round, but
Liston won the match
A friendly man who hides his sadness, of not
Being famous in America
In the years to come, he will be pointed out
“See the man over there, a lovely mover, once
He floored Sonny Liston.”
One of my favorite album covers in which I like best
Includes some famous actresses like Marilyn Monroe and Mae West
Some very famous male Actors it also yields
Like, Marlon Brando, Huntz Hall and W.C. Fields
Stan Laurel, Oliver Hardy, and Bette Davis are also there
And so is Johhny Weissmuller, Oscar Wilde and Fred Astaire
There's the British Prime Minister- Robert Peel and Hindu Guru- Swami Sri
And there's Sonny Liston but there is no Mohammed Ali
There's Lenny Bruce and Bob Dylan and others you might know
And of course, the famous poet- "Edgar Allen Poe"
You'd have to be good to recognize them all
But it's easy to find- John, Goerge, Ringo, and Paul
Begin with a groove, some delicious, soulful melodies interwoven with genres including jazz, neo-soul, lo-fi hip-hop, jazz sub-genres/
with spoken word tricks in the mix with programmed drums, turntables, looping in Sonny Rollins, Elvin Jones, Hubert Laws, Lonnie Liston Smith/
add some house music word with a vibrant, rhythmic pulse packin' the dance floor/ so hey, whatcha say to the DJ as he's laying down beats, experimenting with melodic hooks and some nasty background heat/
double scratching Rick James Super Freak and pumpin' up the supa dupa bassline from Mary Jane Girls All Night Long to the party hardy dance house crowd/
ethereal pops of sound synergy drops/ man, hit me with a lo-fi boost so I can spit out my word anthem I'm sparking off now the heat be flowin' down to my dancin' feet/
I dig the Crooklyn crew is bringing back Break Dancin' with their signature freestyle/
they even brought their cardboard dance floor/ they be makin' moves and cuttin' grooves/ I hate to go but I'm outta here/
gotta jam into the poetry slam
this man, that man, thee man
my father stood salient before my eyes
and like Louis over Schmeling or Ali over Liston
without cheer from onlookers
who bet everything on the challenger
the cool, cool silence of anger was deafening
still, I knew love when it shined
and on this day love melted past the horizon
leaving me to wonder in sullenness–why
the participants whom I thought were just like me
in love with everything, in hate with nothing–froze
as if this were the end
this woman, that woman, thee woman
my mother lies on the floor
legs askew, arms likewise
her gaze blank, her mouth ajar
crimson flowing free from her being
and like Schmeling under Louis
or Liston under Ali she lay
victory a mere misnomer
this man, that man, thee man
I stand before my son’s eyes
and like Louis over Schmeling
or Ali over Liston I hover–my wife
the mirror image
of my mother
Juss two “Angelheaded hipsters”
Dancin’ jazz riffs in da ring,
Teachin’ Liston, teachin’ Rexroth,
Teachin’ Dylan how to sing.
Dey be baaad poets.
Used to make da critics howl,
Den pick da round dey gonna fall.
Smoked da pot to call da kettle
An example to us all.
Dey be baaad poets.
So juss where do baaadness come from?
Who done train dem how to be?
Some say William Carlos Williams.
Some say Angelo Dundee.
Dey be baaad poets.
Muhammad Ali
Taunting with poetry,
His opponents he'd zing
As he danced 'round the ring.
There once was a boy Cassius Clay
Who dreamt to be greatest some day
When then in a bout
One punch in the mouth
On the canvas poor Liston would lay
Worse than Liston's performance that day
Were the lyrics by Robert Goulet
"Oh say can you see, by the dawn's early night"
Was as much of a flop as the fight!
Aug. 25, 2019
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A Girl Trap In Far Mazes
Hurt And Emotional
Like No One Understands Her
She Cries Her Self To Sleep
Hoping For A Blessing Can Save
Bad Days Are Here, Also Another Depressed Day
Holding There Depression In All Inside
Wondering The Night
Trying Not To Cry
Her PDSD Is High As The Sun
Hoping Things Will Turn Up
Her Emotions Are High
Feeling Lonely
Feeling Sad
Hurting Inside
We Have Those Good Day And Then Bad Days
A Night Not So Well For Her Tonight
Hoping She Can Cheer Up
Banging For Someone To Liston
Someone Who Can Be There Then Waking Away From Her
Hears Her At Night, Fears Going Through Her Mind
Questions Resin back In Forth
Trying To Think Of Something New
Nothing, Is Helping
Music Is Her Life To BVB, Slipknot, My Bloody Valentine's
Coming Down And Trying To Think Right
Nothing Is Working ,Even Music
She Then Stays Up All Night Just Wondering, Thinking
Past Her Nights
After All Of This The Finely Goes To Sleep Hoping It Doesn't Feel The Same
Having A Bad Dream Running Through Her Brain While Sleep
Shhhh, Child Ill Might Be Ok
Welcome to My World of POETRY
Welcome to the words of the Heart
Welcome to the Family : POETRY
Welcome to Poetry : "POETIC ART"
As I enter Your World of POETRY
As I Liston to the Words of YOUR Heart
As a Member of the Family : " POETRY "
As I Welcome YOU to Poetry To show Your
" POETIC ART "
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