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Poetry History Month 2013- Day 8 “You”

In Writer's Block on 10 April 2013 at 5:10 pm

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Day 1: Dear Sakura

Day 2: Dream, Immortal, Smile

Day 3: Braille

Day 4: Grin & Epiphany

Day 5: Learning

Day 6: Love Toy

Day 7 :  No Hands

Day 8: You 

You

by: 2Deep

You’ve got me twisted
Shook, Shaken, head over heels
I’m okay with that

Poetry History Month 2013- Day 7 “No Hands”

In Writer's Block on 10 April 2013 at 5:08 pm

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Day 1: Dear Sakura

Day 2: Dream, Immortal, Smile

Day 3: Braille

Day 4: Grin & Epiphany

Day 5: Learning

Day 6: Love Toy

Day 7 :  No Hands

No Hands

by 2Deep

Rapology says, 
She who dances with no hands
Dances without ring

 

Poetry History Month 2013- Day 6 “Love Toy”

In Writer's Block on 7 April 2013 at 1:38 pm

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Day 1: Dear Sakura

Day 2: Dream, Immortal, Smile

Day 3: Braille

Day 4: Grin & Epiphany

Day 5: Learning

Day 6: Love Toy

Love Toy

by 2Deep

My love is now a donation

Placed on a shelf

Getting catfished by Raggedy Andy

And attending weight watcher meetings with

Hungry, Hungry Hippo

In the kids’ section

Of the Salvation Army

Given away under the pretense that

Someone else will love me as much as you used to

Because someone wanted me once

Until that bitch, Barbie upgraded her convertible

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Poetry History Month 2013- Day 5 “Learning”

In Writer's Block on 7 April 2013 at 1:33 pm

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Day 1: Dear Sakura

Day 2: Dream, Immortal, Smile

Day 3: Braille

Day 4: Grin & Epiphany

Day 5: Learning

Learning

by 2Deep

I left you because
You fucked around and let me
Learn to love myself.

Poetry History Month 2013- Day 4 “Grin” & “Epiphany”

In Writer's Block on 4 April 2013 at 9:01 pm

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Day 1: Dear Sakura

Day 2: Dream, Immortal, Smile

Day 3: Braille

Day 4: Grin & Epiphany

 

Grin

by 2Deep

You are just a smile.
One that i would love to have
Grin between my thighs.

Epiphany

by 2Deep

Epiphany is
When your past smacks your present
In the face and laughs

Poetry History Month 2013- Day 3 “Braille”

In Writer's Block on 4 April 2013 at 10:10 am

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Day 1: Dear Sakura

Day 2: Dream, Immortal, Smile

Day 3: Braille

Braille

by 2Deep

Senses become blind
Your mere presence is like braille
I want to feel you

Poetry History Month 2013- Day 2 “Dream” , “Immortal”, “Smile”

In Writer's Block on 2 April 2013 at 2:23 pm

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Day 1: Dear Sakura

Day 2: Dream, Immortal, Smile

Dream

by: 2Deep

You are just a dream
A fantasy far away
A girl can dream, right?

 

Immortal

by: 2Deep

If I write this poem
You will become immortal
But you won’t be mine

 

Smile

by 2Deep

I heal much faster
When rejection comes for me
And I choose to smile

Poetry History Month 2013- Day 1 ‘Dear Sakura’

In Writer's Block on 1 April 2013 at 10:05 am

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Day 1: Dear Sakura

Dear Sakura

By 2Deep 

Dear Sakura

You are our Spring’s Ohaiyou Gozaimasu

Peaking around monuments

Greeting the sun

As it climbs from behind the handshake of a District and a Commonwealth

Dipped in a tidal basin

Like a letter in a bottle

Washed upon land

You are a time capsule

A reoccurring memory

A welcoming reminder of a friendship

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When Meme-ing Domestic Violence Goes Wrong!

In Take 2: Film/TV Reviews, Writer's Block on 1 March 2013 at 2:44 pm

Over the past couple of days I have been home sick with a stomach virus. But nothing, and I mean absolutely NOTHING, has made me so sick to my stomach as this:

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Can someone please tell me, since when has domestic violence become the root of jokes? Since when has it become okay for us to meme an act of violence. Bad enough Worldstar Hip-Hop has become synonymous with ratchedness and violence, but now we make jokes about domestic violence?

Now, before I swing my leg completely over this high horse I am going to side-saddle for a moment and touch on the double standards. Yes, Chris Brown did plead guilty to hitting her. So yes, I am all for videos of him getting his ass whooped. What? He was the man who hit a woman ( FOR WHATEVER REASON) and he should be hit back. Now, on the flip side of things…. I wasn’t in the car. Rihanna could have provoked him. But in the end, all I have to go by is her face in the photos and his plea in court. Rest my case. :::swings leg over high horse:: Read the rest of this entry »

Anything But Insomnia (Poem)

In Writer's Block on 17 August 2012 at 4:28 pm

Last night, rather this morning, my poetical divas Rebecca Dupas, Shelly Bell, & I were up at the buttcrack of dawn on Twitter. And being the poetical masterminds that we are, we started talking about poetical prompts. The prompts were:

1. I lay awake wondering.

2. Sleep don’t come easy.

3. Counting sheep.

4. 4am.

5. Not until I write.

6. The women who could not sleep.

7. Let’s not call it insomnia.

8. The last time I dreamed.

9. If I close my eyes…

So, off to sleep we eventually went, but woke up this morning with the will to write what we discussed. It is amazing to see the angle that we all took with the same prompt. Below is my take on the situation titled “Anything but Insomnia” . CLICK HERE to get Rebecca Dupas’ version. CLICK HERE for Shelly Bell’s poem.

Oh yeh, if you feel inspired by the prompts….write a poem and put the link in the comment box below so that we can become inspired by your work as well.

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