i do understand
i am no stranger to pain
i hope you know that
i am no stranger to pain
i hope you know that
Sunday, September 13
Thursday, September 10
Giveaways & Guest Poet: SheHateMe
Now I am a poor little student, but I wanted to do a giveaway for my lovely readers for your continued support. So it is not extravagant, but I think it is something you will enjoy. I will be giving away a package including: my book, "Alise in Wonderland," a fabulous journal, and a few CD's from some of Durham NC's greatest local spokenword artists. To win, just leave a poem (doesn't have to be new, any length, any topic) and your email address. You can email me your entry or post it in today's comments! I will throw the names in a bowl and have my Mommy pull out a name... I am leaving this open until next Thursday 9/17/09 and announce the winner on next Friday 9/18/09. Good Luck!
I will leave you with the final guest poet for the week, he goes by the web moniker of SheHateMe. We started the week off with some testosterone and we will end it that way. Please show some love to a very intelligent, interesting, intriguing guy that I have had the pleasure of befriending through the web. I know you will enjoy his writing as much as I do. Also be sure to visit his blog, Blogs of the Invisible Soul and show him some love :
Enjoy:
Well, what can I say about myself that would be accurate? Well, I'm a Gemini. I'm also a father, a son, a brother, a cousin, a nephew, a best friend, a lover, a secret lover (!), a diary for the masses, and the best man for the job, whatever that may be. I am also a hopeful romantic. Yes, you read that right. I am still full of hope that one day, I will find a woman who is just as into me as I am into her. I am a writer; I write what I feel, I pen what I see, I note what I hear. My mind is pretty complex; one person told me that my mind was like my own beautiful universe. I have a knack of always showing you exactly where I live, but never inviting you in. I am a confident, witty, and sarcastic person. I am unique. I am also a non-conformist conforming to non-conforming. I love that phrase. But enough about me.
This... this is something new. I'm pretty much writing how I feel at the moment. Breaking it down to a basic notion, I am falling for a friend. It's hard to not cross the line with the opposite sex, it's even harder when you both feel the same way for each other. We had a falling out because of past events and this represents my heart's emotions: the fire in my heart tells the story, my mind translates it into vocal form, my mouth speaks it, my actions show it. My love for her is indescribable. I am simply the interpreter. Here is what my heart has to say:
Wishing I was who you wanted me to be
Because I need you, like I hoped you needed me
But alas, one of the things I learned is
that nothing is set in stone, so in turn
I tried to turn away from you, from myself, from our feelings
And I said our, because they were our feelings
built up and put together during our dealings
I'm sorry, but I need to be really revealing
About how much I care for you, and yes I talk about you
Because I'm so proud of you, and never did I doubt you
But our past is like Jason, always tracking us down
No matter how fast we run, it's always around
So, if we're heartbroken right now, and it's in the picture
Imagine what will happen the moment our hearts become richer
And I'm willing to fight the past right now in the present
to preserve out future, to make things pleasant
But I need you to fight with me, let's stop the blame game
Let's admit to each other our love is one and the same
I'm holding out my hand, I'm not asking for nothing
Place your hand in mine, let's make US something
No titles, no expectations, no boxes, no cramped hallways
Just what we deserve; a person in our corner forever and always
I could go on and on and have a 50 page list too.
But I guess all I'm trying to say is I miss you.
Thank you for reading.
I will leave you with the final guest poet for the week, he goes by the web moniker of SheHateMe. We started the week off with some testosterone and we will end it that way. Please show some love to a very intelligent, interesting, intriguing guy that I have had the pleasure of befriending through the web. I know you will enjoy his writing as much as I do. Also be sure to visit his blog, Blogs of the Invisible Soul and show him some love :
Enjoy:
Well, what can I say about myself that would be accurate? Well, I'm a Gemini. I'm also a father, a son, a brother, a cousin, a nephew, a best friend, a lover, a secret lover (!), a diary for the masses, and the best man for the job, whatever that may be. I am also a hopeful romantic. Yes, you read that right. I am still full of hope that one day, I will find a woman who is just as into me as I am into her. I am a writer; I write what I feel, I pen what I see, I note what I hear. My mind is pretty complex; one person told me that my mind was like my own beautiful universe. I have a knack of always showing you exactly where I live, but never inviting you in. I am a confident, witty, and sarcastic person. I am unique. I am also a non-conformist conforming to non-conforming. I love that phrase. But enough about me.
This... this is something new. I'm pretty much writing how I feel at the moment. Breaking it down to a basic notion, I am falling for a friend. It's hard to not cross the line with the opposite sex, it's even harder when you both feel the same way for each other. We had a falling out because of past events and this represents my heart's emotions: the fire in my heart tells the story, my mind translates it into vocal form, my mouth speaks it, my actions show it. My love for her is indescribable. I am simply the interpreter. Here is what my heart has to say:
Wishing I was who you wanted me to be
Because I need you, like I hoped you needed me
But alas, one of the things I learned is
that nothing is set in stone, so in turn
I tried to turn away from you, from myself, from our feelings
And I said our, because they were our feelings
built up and put together during our dealings
I'm sorry, but I need to be really revealing
About how much I care for you, and yes I talk about you
Because I'm so proud of you, and never did I doubt you
But our past is like Jason, always tracking us down
No matter how fast we run, it's always around
So, if we're heartbroken right now, and it's in the picture
Imagine what will happen the moment our hearts become richer
And I'm willing to fight the past right now in the present
to preserve out future, to make things pleasant
But I need you to fight with me, let's stop the blame game
Let's admit to each other our love is one and the same
I'm holding out my hand, I'm not asking for nothing
Place your hand in mine, let's make US something
No titles, no expectations, no boxes, no cramped hallways
Just what we deserve; a person in our corner forever and always
I could go on and on and have a 50 page list too.
But I guess all I'm trying to say is I miss you.
Thank you for reading.
Wednesday, September 9
Guest Poet: "Directing Traffic"
Our guest poet for today, Candace, is a beautiful sister. She is a young lady in college who is wise well beyond her years and her creative energy and passion inspires me greatly. Show her love. Also, visit her at Verbfashion Blog, you'll be glad I sent you.
Poetess, you now have the floor...
Yo, I'm a well written script coming to you live. I'm a student that will probably make a lot of money doing what comes naturally to me but I hope to evolve in poetry and conclude in this life doing what I love doing, writing. I'm passionate about many things and very few people; guess that's what makes the very few significant. If I could be compared to any one thing, I'd say I'm like a Rubik Cube (complex and colorful). Some figure me out and feel accomplished. Those that can't, keep shifting and turning only to sigh deeply when I do land in the hands of other brilliant minds. They're always angry temporarily but they always keep trying. It's interesting because like those close to me just when I think I've gotten me figured out, an experience, person, or situation becomes my journal's inspiration.
-Candace
What do you when you know something is just not good for you yet you long for it? It's not even that the person isn't a good person so much as the situation is effortlessly flawed. Adaptability and compatibility are all wrong and it's up to me to quit - I'm used to walking away to force the other person to put in the effort so this time I've challenge myself and stayed. And with all this complexity registering momentarily I let out this:
Directing Traffic
opposites attracting is bulls***
we're in love with our opposite directions so much
we're opponents
we've openly discussed how situated we are in our
subjectivity to everything
what was our objective?
I, to break from my in-dependency
I'm so dependent on me
you, to end what you've always been
you're so used to the simple-minded
my complexity...
laps your simplicity so much
it threatens breaking up with me if i stay stationed
in complicity
which I've denied being a possibility
diction used for our 'screwed' description, explicit
head strong for potential has driven me insane
review, peep my exhaustion as I pass in the oncoming lane
Tuesday, September 8
Guest Poet: "Grey Matters"
My guest poet for today is a very awesome woman and author by the name of Ain. We are mutual fans of each other. She has featured me a few times on her blogs and I could not wait for the opportunity to extend the invitation to her. She graciously accepted and sent me this lovely piece. Also, make sure to visit her blog and go ahead and subscribe while you are at it, I'll leave the links at the end of her poem!
Enjoy:
Grey Matters
He loves me
Some
We kiss on the moon
And cuddle with the sun
He writes partial love notes
But on shady days
He ends them with “Peace, Me”
We shun exclusiveness
While jealousy resides in us
He loves me
Some
Me, skip a seat, him
At the movies
And he leans over to kiss my forehead
He loves me
Some
He thinks of me everyday
And calls me every other
When I cry, we cry
We dream different dreams
Together
He slow dances with my smile
And laughs at my frown
He loves me
Some
Ain HD
http://ainhd.blogspot.com/
Poem from [If] Life's Rotten, Write to the Core: http://www.amazon.com/If-
She also can be found at Rhyme Revival...
Monday, September 7
Blog Poetry Slam 31: Road
Today's topic and poem comes to us from my favorite poet, Elliot Axiom (I'm a little biased, but really, he is dope!) I love the poem of his I will present and think it would be interesting to write from the perspective of love, life, and/or dreams in the the sense of a road or journey. I think we all can pull something beautiful out of that. So as always please post a poem in the comments inspired by the topic, poem, or picture. It can be long, short or even a haiku! If you do not write then tell the poets or the guest poet what you think of their pieces. I will be writing in the comments as well. Below will be a picture for inspiration and following that will be his poem, "The Road Calls Me."
*Elliot actually took this pic*
She asked where and why I was going?
What was I running from, looking for, hoping to see?
Why, she asked tearfully, why do you have to leave?
Leaning back I let go the key
Then I answer
The road calls me
A lover’s whisper in my ear saying
Come to me. Follow me.
Ride me like I’ve never been ridden
Position yourself between my guiding lines and
Push
Harder than ever
Don’t look back
Keep your eyes on me
Move faster than the speed of thought
Cause if you think…you wont
But take your time
Cause if you don’t, you’ll miss the purpose
Don’t’ fly through the journey
Taste me
Lick asphalt. Kiss concrete
Suck exhaust till exhausted
Then rest your weary bones in my median
Never leave me
They say you're running from your demons but you see them,
Face them, you look in the mirror, do you see him?
Not a demon. Your father
Gone 13 years but still here you look just like him
I started smoking at his bedside beside him
Watching him die of cancer
Lit 2 cigarettes
1 for him, 1 for me
having found the answer
of how to commit suicide
slowly
The road calls me
Like a father
Teasing a child that’s too scared to jump off the high board
Who starts to walk back but instead moves forward to face the teasing
“Daddy watch me” he says before leaping
as feet leave safety for uncertainty
Faith overcomes Fear becoming Bravery
And now he’s happy that he’s falling
Free falling
Feeling free for the minute suspended as water rushes up to meet him
Will he smash or splash?
No one knows…so
Daddy watch me
I’m leaping
Falling horizontally toward a horizon I’ll never reach
Wind whipping passed me at furious speeds
Will uncertainty pull me to earth to smash?
Or can I fly faithfully into the sun to splash?
The road calls me
Like a mother
Trying to teach lessons only experience can make you learn
Teach me mother
Teach me love
Teach me tired
Teach me fear
Teach me while I’m here
Why I’m here
Teach me to reach
Teach me to teach, no better
Teach me to learn
She says
The lesson’s of the road aren’t elusive my son
You will learn at every turn
Teach yourself!!!
The road calls me
Like a bully
Like a child curiously
Like a stranger dangerous with the danger of strangeness
Like chocolate served on lava
A fiery sweetness
Or shy Amazon
Uncertainly massive
An unrecognizable song
Beautiful but deadly
Medley too clear for foggy morning air
Coming from over there, nowhere and everywhere
Don’t know if its damnation or salvation
Worse
Don’t know if you really care
The road calls me
Like it did at 16
when I left behind all family and friends
The road calls me
20 years later
and I answer
once again
Now she understands
So I turn the key
And leave...
Elliot Axiom 2008
*YOUR TURN*
*Elliot actually took this pic*She asked where and why I was going?
What was I running from, looking for, hoping to see?
Why, she asked tearfully, why do you have to leave?
Leaning back I let go the key
Then I answer
The road calls me
A lover’s whisper in my ear saying
Come to me. Follow me.
Ride me like I’ve never been ridden
Position yourself between my guiding lines and
Push
Harder than ever
Don’t look back
Keep your eyes on me
Move faster than the speed of thought
Cause if you think…you wont
But take your time
Cause if you don’t, you’ll miss the purpose
Don’t’ fly through the journey
Taste me
Lick asphalt. Kiss concrete
Suck exhaust till exhausted
Then rest your weary bones in my median
Never leave me
They say you're running from your demons but you see them,
Face them, you look in the mirror, do you see him?
Not a demon. Your father
Gone 13 years but still here you look just like him
I started smoking at his bedside beside him
Watching him die of cancer
Lit 2 cigarettes
1 for him, 1 for me
having found the answer
of how to commit suicide
slowly
The road calls me
Like a father
Teasing a child that’s too scared to jump off the high board
Who starts to walk back but instead moves forward to face the teasing
“Daddy watch me” he says before leaping
as feet leave safety for uncertainty
Faith overcomes Fear becoming Bravery
And now he’s happy that he’s falling
Free falling
Feeling free for the minute suspended as water rushes up to meet him
Will he smash or splash?
No one knows…so
Daddy watch me
I’m leaping
Falling horizontally toward a horizon I’ll never reach
Wind whipping passed me at furious speeds
Will uncertainty pull me to earth to smash?
Or can I fly faithfully into the sun to splash?
The road calls me
Like a mother
Trying to teach lessons only experience can make you learn
Teach me mother
Teach me love
Teach me tired
Teach me fear
Teach me while I’m here
Why I’m here
Teach me to reach
Teach me to teach, no better
Teach me to learn
She says
The lesson’s of the road aren’t elusive my son
You will learn at every turn
Teach yourself!!!
The road calls me
Like a bully
Like a child curiously
Like a stranger dangerous with the danger of strangeness
Like chocolate served on lava
A fiery sweetness
Or shy Amazon
Uncertainly massive
An unrecognizable song
Beautiful but deadly
Medley too clear for foggy morning air
Coming from over there, nowhere and everywhere
Don’t know if its damnation or salvation
Worse
Don’t know if you really care
The road calls me
Like it did at 16
when I left behind all family and friends
The road calls me
20 years later
and I answer
once again
Now she understands
So I turn the key
And leave...
Elliot Axiom 2008
*YOUR TURN*
agenda...
I have decided to have our week long celebration this week. This week we will be blessed by some poets I love very much. Below is the schedule, and each guest's respective blogs/websites:
Tuesday: Elliot Axiom of Project:Roam , will present the 31st Blog Poetry Slam topic and poem
Wednesday: Ain HD of Ain HD: Honorable Discourse and Rhyme Revival. will present us with a poetic selection
Thursday: Verb Fashion of Verb Fashion Blog will also present us with a poetic selection
Friday: Giveaways!!! Free Stuff!!! (and hopefully a surprise poet)
I will leave you with a poem today, please come back all week for the fun
I wrote this in about 2005/2006, enjoy:
So you want to know what I can bring to the table
But can your TV tray hold this food for thought?
Because you need to know:
Every word I speak is nourishment…
No empty calories..
No fillers…
No artificial preservatives…
Just organic truth…
You are what you eat…
And I would feed you a helping of insight…
Some complex verbal-hydrates…
To give you the energy to burn off that excess negativity.
And I do give to the needy…
But only the ones that hungry enough to receive it.
My cup runs over with compassion,
But I will offer no pity birthday party cake…..
I don't fill your heart with greasy, grimy thoughtless ramblings…
I take the time to wash what I say…
Let my thoughts cook fully..
And offer you up a gourmet conversation…. Let you digest every course.
I start with some soup to warm your soul…
Then let you savor the meaty knowledge I have to offer.
A little wine and cheese to mellow out your mood,
And a something a little sweet to inspire and lift your spirits…
But of course everything in moderation….
I won't overfeed you with superfluous chatter,
Or stuff you with nonsensical ranting.
In fact I'll give just enough words to fill you up….
Leave a good taste in your mouth,
And you will eagerly anticipate the next meal…
So are you ready to taste my world?
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