Poetry Form: English Madrigal
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Hello everyone! I am excited to share this new poetry form. The English
Madrigal is one of many varieties of …
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Jerry W. Ward, Amiri Baraka, Black poetry studies
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hold me to this
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becoming softer after every compromise
brittled and self-destructive, we were charring
into sharper malicious states of being
compressing ourselves into mo...
Life happens...
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My baby boy is 12...
My baby girl almost 1...
Life happened so i did not post anything in forever.
Well Same moonlight for our Dreams is coming back.
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THE JEM MOVIE'S SHANA AND COLORISM
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from a decidedly brown-skinned black girl with a big bouncy purple fro to a
beige biracial "safely black" girl with straight hair
This strikes close to hom...
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Hey there, fighter
it will get brighter.
Take a breath, a little deeper
and bring your faith a little higher.
Remember, you are a leader
not a follower..
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Inhale the yawning frost
let it gather and collect
beside your sleepy heart
drowsy from neglect.
Rest your ghostly frame,
hush her muddled drawl.
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Not only do I love the words, but also the presentation. You always create the right mood to understand your words. Beautiful poem and glad you're back.
Yeah what you said... Can't even ..YaWWWNN.. now.. smiles.
ReplyDeletestunning imageries :) made me look out into the night sky and wonder about your words too.
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this is just beautiful!!!
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This is beautiful.
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A++
Beautiful.. simply beautiful..!!
ReplyDeletegreat wordplay my friend.. here's my potluck.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/02/22/springtide/
ReplyDeleteyour use of vocab really slams this home as a great peice!
ReplyDeletewonderful in my eyes!
thank you!
Powerful, the lines:
ReplyDeletebiopsy my illusions with a dull knife
Wow!
apryl picked the same lines...pow that is a visual...and search for an obsidian mesiah among...tight dude...spin those words...
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rusty stars"
brilliant line! i love this!
i like the picture of a mind swimming through midnight sky..and yes - the same lines as apryl and brian - tight...
ReplyDeleteeye can feel the cosmos biopsy my illusions? WOW. Great on multiple levels. Keep on poeting!
ReplyDeleteNow, this is what I'm talking! GOOD poetry that has rusty knives from the stars and such. Yes!!
ReplyDeleteReturning again from One Shot, and still did enjoy this wonderful imagery. It's afternoon now, so made me impatient for night :)
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Not only do I love the words, but also the presentation. You always create the right mood to understand your words. Beautiful poem and glad you're back.
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