Long Floetry Poems

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Premium Member As a Poet

As a poet
you have the right 
to remain silent.
If you give up that right.
Anything you say
can and will be used
in the court of public opinion.
You have the right to use
a computer keyboards.
If you cannot afford one,
a pen with a piece of paper
will be provided for you.
You have the right to speak like an Attorney,
to take your readers on a trip or a journey.
Giving them a feeling of anticipation.
Using words out of context or connotation,
or use long words like conversation.
You have the right to give feelings a voice,
to express yourself in every 
kind and category of poetry,
or muster a musical group
like the one called Floetry.
You have the right, to recite, day or night
to speak out loud! in front of a crowd!
To make yourself heard!
With the freedom of the spoken word!
To stand and proclaim, to entertain,
Or choose the words to describe your pain!
You, have the right to complain.
Know that for you, no subject is taboo.
Only season your words with grace,
as you may have to eat them,
if they are thrown back in your face.


Another Story To Tell

Here I am, late night. Waiting for the train after work as usual in my zone Floetry "Hey you" playing on the phone. This woman sits next to me and I can feel her eyeing me, I look over she turns away smiling ever so gently but it was her classy attire that had me swayed. Now I'm usually the nervous type but I play it cool but I'm shy right. I don't usually approach women cause I feel they really aren't worth my time and sometimes when they open their mouth I see in their lifetime they haven't really opened their mind. So I say you look familiar starting off with lies, she smiles says hi and starts telling me about her day, I say hi I'm Corey and I don't this every day and yeah you're beautiful but behind every smile is a story to tell, every woman's been something and if she says she isn't more than likely at this moment she's probably going threw hell. Anyway I don't beat around the bush so I'm like I would love to get to know you past your beauty and your scars and she says I'm sorry but I'm already spoken for. I say well, the conversation was nice and we both part ways, no regrets at all and that was probably the highlight of my day
© Corey Ross  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric

Into My Life

You came into my life and opened me up to 
new things...
You opened up to me, giving me the gifts of
harmonies, stories and the beauty that this
all brings.
" Now look at me", i'm writing you into my
log of poetry..
While listening  to the sweet sound's of my
Words, Jazz, and Floetry...You know what i
mean " D ".
I thought you may like that. For that is something
i needed to add and send.
For you came into my life with the glue to
heal and mend.
For God sent me my gift, when you became my
friend.
So don't look at this as being Mushy....
For i'm speaking from the heart, Not trying to be
too Rushed, Crazed, nor Pushy.
Just note...that you've become the shine to
my light.
Now, i can see the beauty you bought to
me.
Giving me a new direction, strength and
sight.
For you are the life line,...The string to my
kite,
On the day you came into my life...

The End!
Form: Didactic

Premium Member Best De Tour De Force

Poetry unlike the rest
Poetry I like best
Best as non-fiction
Best as one’s conviction
Conviction of the heart
Conviction comes apart
Apart from others views
Apart from your issues
Issues we must address 
Issues woven to express
Express it in loose term then
Express even if you squirm friend
Friend I listen 
Friend you glisten
Glisten with valor
Glisten with color
Color our world with screams
Color unfurled dreams
Dreams you make come alive
Dreams of a swan dive
Dive deep to your goal
Dive into your soul
Soul mates on paper birch
Soul search 
Search within 
Search for words to pen
Pen despite limits and critics 
Pen as it permits not for cynics
Cynics blind to a poetic jewel
Cynics bitter and cruel
Cruel and hollow
Cruel spirited not to follow
Follow your words
Follow the songbirds
Songbirds protocol
Songbirds call
Call out the façade
Call upon God
God knows your floetry
God gifted your poetry
Poetry forever lives 
Poetry gives and gives
Gives tremendously
Gives us plenty
Plenty will agree
Plenty will see tour de force
Tour de force with symmetry
Tour de force so passionate
Passionate
Symmetry
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Blitz

Another Story To Tell

Here I am, late night. Waiting for the 
train after work as usual in my zone 
Floetry "Hey you" playing on the 
phone. This woman sits next to me 
and I can feel her eyeing me, I look 
over she turns away smiling ever so 
gently but it was her classy attire 
that had me swayed. Now I'm 
usually the nervous type but I play it 
cool but I'm shy right. I don't 
usually approach women cause I 
feel they really aren't worth my time 
and sometimes when they open 
their mouth I see in their lifetime 
they haven't really opened their 
mind. So I say you look familiar 
starting off with lies, she smiles says 
hi and starts telling me about her 
day, I say hi I'm Corey and I don't 
this every day and yeah you're 
beautiful but behind every smile is a 
story to tell, every woman's been 
something and if she says she isn't 
more than likely at this moment 
she's probably going threw hell. 
Anyway I don't beat around the 
bush so I'm like I would love to get 
to know you past your beauty and 
your scars and she says I'm sorry 
but I'm already spoken for. I say 
well, the conversation was nice and 
we both part ways, no regrets at all 
and that was probably the highlight 
of my day.
© Corey Ross  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric


Endurance

I'm learning to pick and choose 
what I endure, like what's it all for 
relationships for example 
you should always sample 
what you're about buy 
before you check out 
is it sweet, is it pleasant 
will it leave a bitter taste in my mouth 
endurance is for those who 
have the will to carry on 
it's for those who know exactly 
what they have and it's not worth 
losing no matter if it times 
things don't add up when 
you do the math 

I'm just swimming in my thoughts 
a little poetry while listening to Floetry 
still I can't allow myself to get distracted 
from the task at hand 
the more knowledge I gain 
the more I learn that I've been lied to 
the more militant I become 
I have visions of my people 
marching to the beat of one drum 
so still endurance for the war I'm in 
today's friends are tomorrow's enemies 
so whatever battlefield you're on 
whether it be love or 
all out warfare 
make your decision quickly
© Corey Ross  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric

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