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My Beautiful One

Someday
in your heart,
in case  you have similiar feelings  
about me
to what I feel about you,
and come back to me,
Remember 
I have left the door of my heart wide open
with lights on
sparkling like the stars during the night
in my own sky
so that you can easily find the way
to get in and say a new "Hi!"
But don't get surprised
when you have heard me say 
"Nice seeing you. Goodbye"
since you have given me the right
to pay back what you said to me
sitting in a park, on the bench
with the earliest currency, revenge

By the way, 
the door wide open and sparkling lights over that
are not for you 
but for other butterflies that 
flapped their wings through my heart

No Adjective Poem

clouds similiar
or you decided
result doesn't change
there is not truth in the middle


(my tecnichal poem-no adjective poem)

The Slay Mamas

Akuchi is a teacher, 
She's a slay mama.
Bintu is a banker,
She's a slay mama.
Tolani is a trader,
She's a slay mama.
So is Preye,the young woman
who lives by the waterside.
She's  a college student.
These mamas share similiar routines;
Inner linings,check.....
Hair,check....
Nails,check....
Clothes, check....
Shoes,check......
Reasoning,attitude, hard work,
Check,check,check.....
These are women ever on fleek.
Instagram knows them,no doubt.
They make the clock of twitter click.
In the society, 
they are forces to be reckoned with.
Of a truth,the true slay mamas.

A Lone Flower

a lone flower grew
in the dark on a hill
defying nature 
it bloomed with free will

this barren terrain once
was empty and landless
now full of color 
spilled on this empty canvass

every time a petal 
dropped into the earth
vibrant colors exploded
similiar to a soft gentle verse

a lone flower grew 
in the dark on a hill
that flower was me
finally I am fulfilled

Spined

Lies of a different kind sings the story of the far from the truth, you are bitten by the lying spider with venom that sooths, your tears are wiped away - Closed by cocoon to the blind in your eyes, the oneswhics are paired by 2, you refuse to see, that is why i am me - Single silent silver slivers, the snake does not walk all the way home, i am spined to be decorated bytime - Sanctuary of the thorns became my home inside the castle of lust, vicious whispers by demon tone rang the bells down to my bones - The door has a key but what is missing is the hole, similiar tomy heart which fires ice cold

Sharing Stories

carrying us farther, letting go of the past,
memories that were pushed away, but now you face them at last,
pain has a tendency to push us away from the truth,
it can distract us away, or paralyze us to move,
causing us to run, unbearable to face,
we put up defenses so our hearts can't break,
but what if in that breaking the sun shows its face,
crying out to understand, putting our hearts back in place,
to remember, to recognize, a huge reality check,
we thought we packed it away, and we intentionally forget,
brought back to us in different form, the trigger of our loss,
a word, a phrase, a friend or strangers similiar pain, to face the healing process of our hearts,
the hands that loved, that gave effort to reach can give your perspection new view,
going through the same heartaches, going through the same pain, the things you never noticed or knew.

Heaven's Greeter

She met me at the big golden door
Similiar to another I had seen before

Kind she was all dressed in white
Mommy said that is what angels look like

Tall and strong like my dear grandma
But her smile was that of my sweet nana

She knelt and said "Your mom and I share a name"
In her I saw three different pieces that made up the same

Hand in hand we walked right on through
And she told the stories of how all three of them grew

Poetry Shared

Ocean draws me love
Come, come relax as waves tap
Toes, pelicans, gulls

Fun floating face down
Snorkel, mask, strange ocean clown
Below fish dart, chase
Look for love, food, fun, frolic
Similiar needs_fish~humans

Love, food, fun, frolic,friendship
Fish congregate in close schools
Human congregate in needs
Needs as poetry shared



Contest:"Fun & Frolic"
Sponsor:Linda-Marie
Written by: Sara Kendrick

Joyce Johnson and I Have Something In Common

Joyce Johnson has something common with me
She and I share similiar grief confess
When on that airplane I finally see
Compassionate face I will love no less

Then I will see a person who understood
All heartaches, just to talk over coffee
This will make me feel so very good
As we sit down at Starbucks; I'll pay fee

I will ask her how she withstood trials
How did she reconcile child's early demise
I'll ask her to share her heartache with me
While we eat a snack with that coffee

Joyce and I share one thing in common see
Meeting her will be such a relief if only brief

Removed from contest because I used the wrong form or style....

Contest:"First Words Over Coffee"
Sponsor: Michael J. Falotico
Written by: Sara Kendrick

Rising Sun

The rising sun is as a blazing fire
Casting red on the clouds of dark gray
Clouds rippled as the sands on shore
Or as a giant clam shell in its white and gray

Sailors would take warning on this nippy
Morning for the sun has risen red
The colors constantly change soon demise
Brevity of life soon gone..not like the sun

In one little spot Eagle outline seen
Swiftly he's gone like moving breeze
Life similiar never remains same
For now the color has changed..to gray

This Is Me Vs. My Worst Enemy

again, this poem is not for the weak. i wrote this after my friend and I experienced similiar 
circumstances. writing is my medicine. my remedy. this is how i cope with the 
struggles,hardships, and tragedies that i am faced with each and every day. 

Your words malicious. 
Your actions vicious. 
You spill venom from your lips. 
You wrap your hand around his throat not allowing him to resist. 
You're a sick piece of filth. 
Your actions unjustified. 
You feed your prey another lie. 
You'll never know the impact of your actions as you sink your fangs into your victim. 
Your remorse minimal. 
Your actions criminal. 
How about i rip out your jaw and then see how you talk? 
How about i shatter your knees and then see how you walk? 
Laying knee deep in a pool of your own misery. 
How does it feel when the roles are reversed? 
You sicken me, your mind is truly perverse. 
My actions will speak louder than your words.

Voiceless Calling

Sometimes I can never feel, the beat of my heart.
But that would be surreal, I will fall apart.
Now wait this pain feels familiar, do you know?
It even feels so similiar, will it just go?
This is what I brought, all my sorrow.
This is what I fought, every tomorrow.
The blind ones see, the voiceless scream.
Whats happening to me, nothing is what it would seem
I don't feel the same, As i was before.
Can't remember why I came, yet it left me sore.
If I had to, I'd still save your soul.
Why do I love you, in my heart you left a hole.
I look the other way, trying to find my heart.
Yet it was blown away, for it was torn apart.
Should I even try, can't I make it through?
If I die, just remember I've always loved you.
I try to take a breath, try to move on.
But what's the point, "Take me death", hope is gone.
Your lying excuses, screw with my mind.
It all abuses, so I'm leaving this behind.
Leave me to die here, I'm so tired of hurting.
I wipe away another tear, yet I feel nothing.
Can you hear the voiceless calling, it is taunting.
My body is still falling, but it's still so haunting.

The Pall Bearer (Angel of Sadness)

Shoulders square
Face front, do not stare
No tears, only dried eyes
Eased a sigh, one final goodbye
Carry and image of mystic
A day after another
Without you is incomplete
Shadows blend in with your reflection
Polished to perfection
The pall bearer
Palms up, raise you to the skies
Shoulders square
Wisdom of an older pair
Faced front
Left foot, right foot, up those stairs
No tears on dyed dry eyes
An image similiar to mystic
Bare the weight down this darkened isle
Past the first bench
Now lay me a peace
As an ignorant stench
You are my pall bearer

The Free Way (My Secret Sin)

Death rides this legacy with me
Hope floats on this legacy with me 
Given the chance I beg of thee to see
That only death rides this legacy with me 
In this dignified gathering 
The chance to live life only seems flattering 
Under the the heavens we remain caustic critiques
For one we are to exhausted to admit it 
I only wish I could visualize peace for a day 
Left a peasant to utilize his treasures and feast in such a way 
As we each lead expedient lives 
Population needy as infected hives
Let me make this brief and laconic
Spit rhymes similiar to plates, tectonic
Perhaps my good deeds will provide my soul remedy
I promise you won't see me at them pearly gates 
Due to our fathers sympathy
Satan says he's coming back 
Well come on with it, my flesh is forever chapped 
Organisms grazing in the cemetery
Autopsy's blank
Sinners praying for the reasons vary
Even if I could lift my head
My pupils would be blind from the tears they shed
And when they hang me
I pray they slit my throat
Accuzations of riding high
Crooked cops wondering where I hid my dope 
Legs dangling over grit and moat
So silly how they tried to strangle me with soap

Pleasant

Pleasant trees
and
country fields
all around as I drive through
Clear bright sky
beauty in my eye
Every scent and touch for me
There are no pollutions of noise
Just a playground for young teenage girls and boys
A vast array of today and tomorrow at play
Mountain side which cannot hide
A vegetable patch or a garden filling me which such pride
Turkeys and the similiar chicken
Farmers guide them with careful precision
The sun above is radiating glow
I like to sit and watch everyday continue to grow

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