Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by TotalView, May 25, 2011.
Whereas the gift
unto thy spirit
like da shadow in sun
rapidly rise the pen
Da quill n' ink
drips aloof thy hand
as it bleed into one's
hems in thy shape
of self bones
bleed it did...for as the spirit of poetry came down, it imbedded its essence in you. and you, child of many wordsmiths, wear your craft well.
do what you do. i hear you.
$$RICH$$, There isn't anything you cannot respond to poetically. Loving it. Nicely done.
Brother Poet Baller,
Thank you. There are times when someone says something to me and unbeknown to them, their words have a life altering affect on me. This is one such time. Your words, sir, have helped me heal a very old, deep and painful wound. For that...I am forever grateful to you. From my heart, thank you.
Most Humbled ..........welcome beloveth
I do not even want to taint this by flowing on a different rhythm...Flow on...creativity is your name.
Sister Poet PLATINUMILLITY1
Thanks for the kind words and I swear I looked for an eraser on this thing so that I could erase the word t****t. Please come back and flow to your rhythm. I'm serious. I would love for you to do that.
Pure poetry. Deftly done.
Thanks, Brother Poet 1poetsought, for the kind words. DAP! Back (smile)
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