I could sense it in her dream-filled eyes as I devised the next rhythm of each line It was a feeling Divine.
In her mocha-colored pupils I could see stanzas by Sanchez I could feel the force and fire of an Amiri Baraka syllable, SO lyrical.
She likes poetry
The kind of poetry you can taste on your tongue.
The kind of poetry that leaves you numb after reading just a line or two. Blue Jazz poetry.
Poetry that roars LOUD.
Poetry that makes Poets proud.
She likes poetry Is what she told me over tea and talk.
Told me she loved the way my poems stalked her in her dreams Loved that my poems made her seem as is if she were vacationing in Vienna sipping on lime dakaris under the loveliest of trees feeling the softness of a breeze.
She likes poetry
Rumi Poe and Elliot.
Maya, Neruda, Madubhuti, and E. Ethelbert Miller.
She called me Mr. Word Smith as she told me about this undying love.
She told me she even liked poetry just because.
She likes poetry
(c) Christopher Donshale Sims 2006
Respect yourself, know yourself, but most importantly, love yourself
6. "RE: She Likes Poetry" In response to Reply # 0
i missed this and the chance to say welcome so here it is at an appropriate time Right NOW! Welcome and Great writing is there more? i'll look NOW
"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..." ASIEM "Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran (Be and it is) " A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder