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Frostbitten (06162025)

every time it rain it pours in the house the ceiling falls on me rolling thunder lightning strikes we don't get along were always fighting it won't be much longer I see the sign a strong wind is blowing a storm our way I been through many mighty winds before that failed to knock me down it's sad when a house is not a home it feels like the Astrodome don't know if I should stay in place or evacuate the choice is my decision to make you baked me a cake you say its fosted with love but sorry doesn't cut it you say if I leave I'll be making a big mistake but arent mistakes made to make I don't have a taste for sweets don't like to throw food away you been in the kitchen preheating the oven planing to bake all day but too bad the cake you baked gone to waste

Power Nappin (06162025)

catch me driftin think I'm slippin you gotta be sippin I think you trippin I'm dreamin of buildin a boat strong long lastin durable enough to float puttin parts together fixin mixin liftin fittin gettin the cogs to turn like clockwork sheer precision stickin it all together mixin matchin makin blocks click like legos twisted split loco highly allergic to quitin writin hittin pitchin a flow trowin a fit pitchin a b**** catchin a drift eye shut wonderin should I or if I should speak hold the thought keep the peace or go word for word verbatim with the inner me I suppose I should pause nah it's a flaw blame it on confluent energy I'm not the fault addicted to the vibe high on rhyme versify versitile shiftin stuff around speedin up slowin down diggin deep like a nose picker pick a nose until a nose bleed profusely didn't come to sleep runnin on fumes came to snooze long enough to fuel up and flo some mo

Swim (06162025)

You were one of the swimmers

You swam faster than the others

You were born a winner

My Father (06152025)

today is father's day oh, happy day to all the men who deserve to be celebrated everyone who knows me know it's not one of my favorite days I learned how to forgive I forgave but there are some stains that won't go away though they may have faded with age they still can be seen it is written to honor thy father and thy mother it is also written father's do not provoke your children to anger it took a powerful dose of humility to lose the hostility and aggression I fostered some I grew up with didn't have a father well of course they did but never seen the man or didn't know who he was I seen mine all the time hate is a strong word I try hard to keep it out of my vocabulary but that man brought every ounce of animosity out of me my father don't deserve no honor after all the hell he instilled in me I don't believe he deserve to rest in peace everybody said he was a good man my reply he was a lousy dad

Question Marks (06152025)

stripes across my legs arms and behind remind me of how deep those extension cords cut into me like lacerations from a sharp blade my mother is squeamish she hates the sight of blood and violence it's hard to believe she's the same woman who drew blood from me disciplining me cracked my brothers head wide open with a 1970 platform shoe she beat us purple black and blue I sustained broken fingers fractured ribs from being wacked with a broom stick and hit with broken legs off wooden chairs if that ain't violence I don't know what to call it I mean it behooves me how she leaped from a woman who committed all those acts of premeditated violence to a woman who swears she wouldn't harm a flea or fly the lie detector determined that's a lie I got the scars to prove otherwise

Contributing Factors (06152025)

you can love everybody and still end up alone your heart can be in the right place and still end up with out a home your intentions could be good and still something ends up going wrong you can have empathy and show compassion and still get treated like you done nothing to help at all you can be considerate but still have to put up with the selfishness of others you can be as nice as you want to be and still you have to deal with rude and nasty people you can try your best to avoid trouble and still run into a trouble maker you can be on your best behavior and still allow someone to pull your trigger even smiling can cause a chain reaction of dirty looks you can say please and thank you and still not get the same politeness in return you can say excuse me and still have to shove someone out the way you can pay someone a compliment and not get a thank you in response you can tell someone you love "I love you" and still not get a "I love you too" you can let someone cry on you...

Throughout The Day (06112025)

something is talking throughout the day something is trying to get your attention throughout the day something is telling you to turn around throughout the day something is telling you to stop throughout the day something is sending you warnings throughout the day something is sending you messages throughout the day something is telling you to look before you leap throughout the day something is telling you to think before you jump throughout the day something is showing you something you need to see throughout the day something is telling you something you need to hear throughout the day something is telling you to pay close attention throughout the day something is telling you pay attention to your surroundings throughout the day something is telling you a storm is approaching prepare accordingly throughout the day something is telling you to be on high alert throughout the day something is telling you something that can possibly save your life throughout the day something i...

The Silent Treatment (06042025)

Treat

Yourself

Silence

My Sister Can't Fight (06042025)

one time I fought a windmill

and the thought of me fighting

a windmill tickled me so

much I lost the fight against

the windmill I couldn't stop

laughing she was all over

the place I had no choice

but to moved out the way

Morning's Verse Of Life (06032025)

time holds its breath before I draw my own
wrapped in quilts of generational filth

the shadow of secrets whispers to me
awake by the suns first touch
steam rises from the kettle

sipping tea in the ghetto in the kitchen
window I gather thoughts
while birds rehearse their daily verse
I'm here to hear the first song

taking note of music ringing in my
ears my eyes wander
through the cracks in space
between asleep and awake

in the hour of beginnings
vaporizes the weight
of what occurred on the pages
yesterday the canvas of today

awaits the brush dipped in paint to
colorize the blanks between the
leaning tree's speaking hope into
being focussing in on the words

written on lea...


		mlowe5 says: So Be It That You Be The Who You Be! Thanks for the share. Love the inspirational flow. ONE. Peace and Love. poems by this commentor IN HEALING CULTIVATION WELDED IN THE AUTUMN OF HER LIFE...

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