Black Poetry : If Not Now, When? By Dúbb'l yoo T

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by waynethomas, Oct 5, 2007.

  1. waynethomas

    waynethomas Active Member MEMBER

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    Your clear intentions
    Rejecting the thoughts captured by many,
    Who
    Through the
    Endurance test and mental quests
    Travel via life lines and times
    Of a
    Journey that should end with the relief in finding one,

    (To me and you 'The familiar process of "soul searching"' Written by Mr. Jus. L. ife)

    Mirror my current view
    In which
    I've asked for my own search party's recalling.

    But there is something missing…
    Something that has been
    Over powered and replaced tonight by
    Our conversation chemistry,
    Though our
    Distant sexual anxiety,
    The concentration
    Needed for making space for
    Memory retention
    Of the
    Explanation of your
    Distance's traveled
    Building my knowledge of your
    Life's intentions…. For me…

    Both young,
    The responsibility of our child –
    Time –
    We both shun,
    But with his maturity growing within
    Our eyes
    By our now
    Premature morning conversations,
    Parallel expressions are enough
    To explain the question asked
    'Where has our time gone…?'

    Many words could fill to make
    Many sentences to phase minds state of
    Momentary emergency,
    But one simple combination of letters
    Above all
    Always remains

    So lady of tonight...
    "When will I be seeing you again...?"
     
  2. watzinaname

    watzinaname Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    If we could somehow have a crystal ball to foresee the future. Makes me ponder about a few people I have met, and the directions those meetings took.
    Thought provoking write.
     
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