shots fired...

You probably think this poem is about youwell this one time you're right.there's a thin line between self love and vainand your prideful shoe muddied with narcissism is straddling...and down shit's creek you are paddlingset on a course to my last nerve.so, for the record:Go somewhere and sit downbecause it ain't all about y...

Blog Poetry Slam 41: Falling

We all fall.  We fall in love.  We trip and fall.  We fall into depression.  We fall for folks' shenanigans.  For all of these scenarios there is a poem just waiting inside of them ready to written.  Why not not let it be you as the author?  Today's Blog Poetry Slam challenge is to write a poem about falling.  You can do it, I have faith!In the comments write...

imagination

i don't use my imagination...i treat it nicely...just in case i need it later...don't want to burn any bridges...

Blog Poetry Slam 40: picture this...

I thought it would be interesting this week to write about this picture I found on Post Secret.  It inspired a poem for me and I would be curious of what it would inspire in you guys...  Give it a try: Write a poem in the comments.  It can be silly, serious, long, short, even a haiku.  Give it a try, you just might like it...  Make me proud!I hate circlesEspecially the ones...

preview...

I found this on Post Secret and it spoke volumes...  I think it will be the topic for the Blog Poetry Slam tomorrow... make it a little twist, instead of a topic we will write about the picture... just a thought... what do you thi...

Smile...

I am forever be writing poems about smiles... it even was a Blog Poetry Slam topic back in May of 2009... (http://blackwomanlost.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-poetry-slam-18-smile.html) ... so here's another... I want to smileUntil it hurtsBut to where that pain is worth itAnd all the pain from before is worth itAnd I want those laugh lines to be poetryWritten all over my faceTo be the rouge on my cheeks...

Blog Poetry Slam 39: Hugs

I'm back, 2 weeks in a row, miracles never cease. *wink*   Y'all should give me a hug or something...  I love hugs.  All kinds.  Friendly.  Romantic. Family.  Sometimes I hug myself.  Sometimes even poems embrace me.  And sometimes I hug my poems back.  But I digress before y'all think I am too crazy.  Hugs have been helping me out a lot lately...

they...

they say don't live in the pastbut who the fuck is they?and i need to see some credentialsthe past seems an appropriate place to dwellsince i always take backwards steps anywaymight as well be consistentbesides i can't see the future through teary eyesand i can't run to my goals with a ragged heartbut i can't stay in placebc no one wants me thereso i go back to what i knowthey won't wipe my tearsthey...

Blog Poetry Slam 38: Pain

I am back y'all.  Told you it wouldn't be too long.  Just going through a rough patch of life.  However, I am writing myself out of it one day at a time.  Sometimes you have to write away the pain, so that's what I thought would make an appropriate theme for us to write about: PAIN.  Please write a poem to fit the theme in the comments... Your poems can be long, short or even...