My tongue is taste of words, wrapped in salivating word play dripping. Licking poetic ego, my flow slap like ole boom bap tracks back in the day. This tongue sway in creative juices stewing. 4 ever
RonnieL
RonnieL
66700
|
|||||||||||||||||||||
CATEGORY
just different
My tongue is taste of words, wrapped in salivating word play dripping. Licking poetic ego, my flow slap like ole boom bap tracks back in the day. This tongue sway in creative juices stewing. 4 ever
RonnieL
You must be registered to leave a comment. Registration is FREE.
COMMENTS
Newpanther says: tight... compact.... |
|||
mlowe5 says: Beautiful, RonnieL. May it never wag and continue to stew...spitting out more creative beauty. Thanks for the share. Peace and Love, mlowe5. |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY RonnieL
Tongue A Fire My tongue is taste of words, wrapped in salivating word play dripping. Licking poe... |
Poet 2 Some
I'm a poet 2 some Heartbeat like African drums ... |
Love Reminds Me Your love reminds me of... Warm spring rain on... |
Light Omnipotent light invades darkness solitude Cosmic energy pl... |
Lifeline (Haiku) Lone heart die withered Pulsation seize to exist... |
Thoughts For The Wicked Eye exit house doors safely as I spit in streets, have to stay on my grind jumping in ... |
Higher Can I take you higher? Can I be your #1 poetic dope line su... |
4U All I want is to do me, be free as I create my art that sets me apart from the mai... |
Color Blind Love What is the color of love? Love is color blind...pure, inno... |
Free Flow I hear God's call from within to push this pen, and let my words flow! What lies... |