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Premium Member Yo Bro Sound It Out

Yo Bro Sound It Out/Tony Adamo
Yo bro, you got to sound it out/ let the spoken words roll/ let yourself go/your words are in and out of the rhythm track/ It’s the downbeat groove/ man, hit that word vibe hard you’re in the jazzo frame of mind/ word speak with high energy kickin’ it to the crowd/let your spirit upload/ I see you be diggin’ on that modern tempo, sync it up tight to punk jazz punchy/ bringing fire to your words that last all night/lo-fi horn breaks that make your spoken words come alive/ you be doin’ it to it on that hipster speak ride/ abstract thinking blows their minds/hey bro, take it to the edge/ neo-soul, hip hop, house, RnB, and jazz/ that’s your backing tracks for the complex word rap arrangements that smokes out the house/ are you hip to the soul train dance line with  that vinyl 45-style sound/Don Cornelius was king  in the programing of  his dance show/ the funky rhythm and soul textured magic made the music sing out loud/ acid jazz  lines push the drive in your words/ I feel the pulse,  I dig the feel of the break beat delivery popin’ from  your  spoken wheel of feel/ You even rap speak to the radio along with the 50s and 60s soul music past/ man, you are the real deal/chilled out boppin’ hip hop,  you spread your words like butter on toast/ funk music samples dance from the DJ backing you  on stage, man he is the most/ beat chops kicks the words flying off the mic in a rage/ spoken word in between dusty breaks filled with jazzy baselines/ your downtempo feel in breakin’ it down/ man, your words have sex appeal/  you have the low riders cruising through time/ car hoppin’ and dancing to your spoken word rhyme/ brother this is your time/ let the world hear your shout/ hey bro, you gots to sound it out/let the triplets of jazz words you speak/ crash against the soul jazz horn section on top of the hip hop instrumental free beat/ Yeah/ now you be MCing/
© Tony Adamo  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Forest Calling

The morning sun illuminates my bedroom window causing me to awake
A breathtaking journey through the forest I am about to partake
Nature has invited to be part of their day
Promising to enlighten me with every step that I take along the way
The morning silence is broken by the birds and the animals welcoming me to the place they reside
The path ahead is a visual delight of multi colour leaves that seem to enhance my stride
To be alone with my thoughts and having nature as my guide
The trees with their branches waving at me in the wind, a true sense of pride
Many walkers with their high-energy dogs extend smiles and greetings along the way
The beautiful sights and sounds of nature are truly elevating my day
Whenever you can make the great outdoors and all of its splendor, make it part of your plans
Once you experience the mental clarity and the other health benefits it provides you will truly understand
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Liar! Liar!

This is the woman who repeatedly told us for over two years Joe was as sharp and active as ever, there is no crisis at the border, Joe’s record inflation was caused by Trump, the bungled Afghanistan withdrawal was all down to Trump, Covid spread was all yep Trump, high energy and gas prices all Trump, the Hunter laptop was Russian disinformation, that they did not support defunding the police, the Jan 6 Committee was an impartial bipartisan investigation, that the DOJ and FBI’s legal campaign against Trump was not politically motivated, and on and on it goes. She was the poster girl for the Biden Ministry of Lies.

Ain’t it funny watching all the liberal media and White House staff pretend like they were all duped by a senile old fool for three and a half years. With all their access to Biden and his aides they couldn’t see what any sane person could. That’s corruption on an unprecedented scale. There’s your threat to democracy, there’s your constitutional crisis. There are many here on the Soup who believed it was all a conspiracy theory. That’s next level spectacularly dumb!

This odious woman is the latest to release a book to monetise her complicity and guilt with more gaslighting. The only reason she was chosen as press secretary was because she ticked all the right boxes with DEI. She got to lie to us every day from her pulpit because Democrats value DEI and virtue signalling over ability and integrity. Thus being a black immigrant gay woman was her ticket to the top job. In the real world most of us have to earn our way. Not so in the fantasyland liberals live in. Get your heads out of your ar-se, America.

Can’t wait to see who the next lying bottom feeder is to write a book.

Cabaret Show

i wanna dance the mambo,the cubin cuba mambo,
i wanna dance the cha cha,hip movements with the cha cha!
or maybe try the salsa, sensual is the salsa.
 
i wanna dance the samba,the fun  brazilian samba,
or maybe the lambada,brazilian hot lambada!
argentinian tango,intense erotic tango,
or maybe the flamenco ,passionate spain flamenco,
may even try the polka,high energy in polka,
the czech bohemian polka

i wanna go and party,good time dancing the rumba,
latino americano,cubano,africano.
i wanna do the hip hop,hip hop hip hop don't stop

dance reigns in the ball room,
i will dance the Ball Room,under and above
with you i dance the Ballroom ,classic dance of love.....


are you ready partner?
                                                      -------charma

Premium Member Oh, Carnelian

Oh, Carnelian, you are such a pretty crystal stone,
how lovely you glow in the sun, I am left enthralled. 

Carnelian, deep orange, with a cloudy inside haze,
a powerful stabilizing stone with high energy, and it
really helps to calm anger, jealousy, and envy . . .  that's a good thing-
Nowadays, I like it because it helps to remove fear of death(yes I have that)
even helps me to overcome negative thoughts, sadness and
leaves me full of courage and vitality . . . and hope. 
Inside me, I am an emotional mess of late, so I need help as I am,
always feeling unable to write or think properly . . . but
nothing helps me more than Carnelian to turn daydreams into a poems.

______________
July 4, 2017

Poetry/Acrostic/Oh, Carnelian
Copyright Protected, ID 07- 917-859-04
All Rights Reserved, 2017, Constance La France
Form: Acrostic


Premium Member Musically Minded Masterclass

In my sixty plus years of life
music has always been my love
loved the Beatles and all 60s stuff
during my school days was enough

For spell in teens had a change
Scots traditional music I did like
that lasted not to long at all
needed something else to strike

In 70s got real into punk
it's high energy really got me
told a message got down deep
showed what I needed to see

Also at that time heard Dory Previn
this lady was depressing but real good
her songs were stories so real
feeling like I was sure was my food

Within last decade really love classical
giving me a calming peace so new
just what I needed for my soul
so smooth makes my real cue

So that's my musical master class
every era was for me just right
such joy received in every type
gave me meat made real good bite
Form: Rhyme

Tina Turner - Woman On Her Own

Standing with defiance,
as a woman on her own.

Like the young Mr. Dylan,
she too was a rolling stone.

Star of the screen and stage,
her moves of sweet suspense.

Known for her high energy,
and musical reverence.

Icons of the era,
call her Queen of Thunderdome,

She got what she wanted,
and made the world her home.

The memory of her,
rolling on the river.

The honor of character,
not a taker but giver.

Now forever on video,
again she'll be all the rage.

For the new generation,
a bright star of the stage.

date: 6/18/23
Contest: What's Love Got To Do With It ?
sponsor: John Anderson
© Meru Groen  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Spoken Word Poetry: Jazzed Up Afrobeat

Spoken Word Poetry: Jazzed Up Afrobeat
 Without jazz, Life would be a mistake— A symphony of silence, an empty canvas, where melodies fade and dreams escape/
 But then, oh! We jazz it up, Afrobeats lifts me high, Where the saxophone sings, and women swing, And the rhythm finds its way/
 Dancing through my veins, Like a heartbeat, An echo of Fela in the night Afrobeat sax, Jazz night ignites the stars, Riveting, absorbing, Sounds dope in my Mercedes ML350, Rolling through the city/
 Every note a pulse, Every beat jumpin’ in Afro Town, More power to you/
 Fela didn’t just bring Nigeria to the world— No, he got the world to Africa, Opening doors, Creating bridges, and Uniting souls across borders. Well, done, Sisters and brothers, this is real Afrobeat! /
 A celebration, a revelation, Joy cascading like a waterfall, Happiness flowing, A soundtrack of life, An anthem for the bold. Omo ope, You always have money to give, Your name echoes in the rhythms/ Afrobeats— The modern genre, A fusion, a blend, African rhythms collide with global sounds, Hip-hop, dancehall, pop/
 A vibrant tapestry of unity. Dominating today’s scene, It captures the high-energy vibe, The essence of African life, From hustle culture echoes, To nightlife’s embrace, We grind, we celebrate, In every track, every line, The spirit of resilience shines/
 This is it! Feel the beat, let it lift you, without jazz, Life would be a mistake, But with Afrobeats, we find our rhythm, our joy, our place, In this beautiful blend, We are alive, We are whole, We are music whole -n whole
© Tony Adamo  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member I AM NOT HUNGRY NOR THIRSTY NO MORE-

I am thirsty but at first no not
Hungry so sore I am I am not
Empty flesh vessel body devout
I have not cause I ask not
I am before you see at thirst for the wrong thing I no longer thirst for my throat and my belly I no longer hunger for flesh fruits and vegetables I thirst and hunger for the Lord God Almighty for in him is my plentiful because I am plenty 
High energy a brazen though my flesh not satisfied 
I keep my hands so raised high 
Glory and Grace fills my space
I am completely surrounded 
Body's cleansed Spirit field filled soul is full and whole
You see I hunger and thirst no more

1/17/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2024

Heaven Leads

Starseeds
I confess
We are blessed
The world has secrets
Our Lord reveals it
High energy and frequency
Released within me
Traveled distance
Without resistance
Father reminds
Journey your mind
Recovery
Love is our discovery
Graciousness
Forgiveness
Enlightenment
Paleoenvironment
Preparation
Elevation
God Expressionist
Playfulness over Illusionist
Truth set
Preciously kept
What an honor
God strength and valor
Creator sight
Conquers with light
Appurtenance
Ordinance
Pertinence
Revelance
Tutelage
God law of privilege
The Holy Spirit
Our Lord does give it
Released our light from God
Seen through the fog
Love offer receiving
Through the power of believing
Form: Rhyme

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