Black Poetry : His Rhythm Gave Me The Blues

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  1. N2urSoul

    N2urSoul Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    There's always a kind of
    tension
    that comes in between
    our musical arrangement
    of sentimental tones
    and I'm
    left vibrating
    inside a pattern of
    love's minor scale
    --- with major lonliness --
    because
    his beats
    keep changing tempo
    ~The
    frequencies of
    an equal-tempered
    scale have me
    wrapped up inside
    emotions that underscore
    my hopes
    of our closeness
    ~ our distance begins
    to emulate
    the sounds of
    a shallow and hollow
    memory

    The songs I play are
    echoed through
    the saddled soul
    of an acoustic guitar
    and my misery
    has been the sheet music
    that is organized
    in open and closed intervals
    for quite some time now...

    For us --
    those happier times were
    written on a
    staff of five lines ~
    held high in octaves
    of eighth notes
    and on the kisses of
    sharps and flats
    but ~now
    he's not listening
    and I don't play
    my guitar the same

    .... sad ... slow
    I can see
    the emptiness of my
    tears
    ~ dancing
    on the 4th fret of a 3rd string
    and my fingers
    strum -- numbness
    as I sing the
    painful song of
    how his rhythm gave me
    the blues




    (c) 2001 SOULOFASISTA
     
  2. Da Street So'ja

    Da Street So'ja Banned MEMBER

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    N2MYSOUL

    now that shouldn't be happening
    they way some people start acting
    think they macking
    turn out to be more like a fatal attraction
    then you send they *** packing
    but now it's too late to start showing action

    you know what i mean
    when you got a queen
    you got to provide the source and the means
    make love to her like she's playing basketball and do a double-team
    um
    you know i mean

    i mean anyway str8 up
    what?
    a nig ah from the cut
    can't possibly give a f-c- (you know what)
    this ain't a game it is tough

    so i bid farewell
    til your next e-mail

    peace from Da Streets



    <DSSNY>
     
  3. $$RICH$$

    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    COME DANCE WIT ME

    PLAYING TUNES IN MY ROOM OF JAZZ
    THE CLASS OF RICH'S TYGHT ***
    COME DANCE WIT ME AS I GET
    N2 YO SOUL ...........I LOVE DES ONE GURL
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  4. Hunter

    Hunter Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    you flowed this one straight N2mysoul

    Do you even know how talented you are??
    This was masterfully crafted from start to finish
    I felt the blues and the lost melodies in your notes
    Seriously one of my favourites from you poet!!

    *G-strings*

    :toast:
     
  5. LISTERSCRIBIN'

    LISTERSCRIBIN' Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    oh, such beautiful sweet melancholy, it is. i could see straight n2 the flow of this piece. and ofcourse, dear poetess, i'm lovin' it!


    ~~~chaptersoflove~~~
     
  6. alyce

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    may I say,

    this touched me....I am moved and so overjoyed by the musicality of and throughout this piece, my sista!

    ...I hear the arpeggios...as the broken chords of love echo softly in a mournful decrescendo!

    brava!

    Yes ma'am!

    a
     
  7. N2urSoul

    N2urSoul Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    DSSNY

    You are truly -- 'somethin' else' ain'tcha' boo-boo! :wink:

    But, you are aiight wit me!
    Thanks for the :heart:
    sweetness!!


    One :heart:
     
  8. N2urSoul

    N2urSoul Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Hey boooooy ~ thanks 4 alwayz hittin' a sistah up with a response... I'm so glad you're YOU!
    What would I do without ya' dear?!? :wink:

    Thanks for readin' this piece...

    :heart:
     
  9. N2urSoul

    N2urSoul Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Hunter

    Sistah dear, you know I thank you for sharing your thoughts... Thank you for gracing this page with your commentz!


    :heart:
     
  10. N2urSoul

    N2urSoul Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    List~

    Oh Gurl! You don' went and made my day! Glad you could see n2 da flow of it all...


    Thanks mami!! :wink:


    ~ecclecticpoetry~
     
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