“POETIC PLEASURES”

Come on strong
Can’t resist time’s victim
Wetness staring hours ago
Sips of passion fruit
Light my fire
Spark imagination’s wake up
Breakfast in bed, soul food prototype
Playing ballads before
Morning after

Baby brown matinee
In love for the first time
Since I met you
All is fair, writing sexy red verses
Cherry top dreams
Walk through the door
Thoughts killing me right now

Seashore feelings involve
Getting close here, just being honest
When whispers of the night
Behold lady’s cursive
Deep blue sea instrumental
Monk’s melodies coming together
There will never be another
Beauty to take your place

Sugar baby exclusives
Blowing minds early
Intense volumes
Turning up notebook’s rally
Outcomes
Lady sax expression
Definitive flows
Black ink nearness
Sweet, tasty figure
Something to touch
Love glory, straight from the page
Radiant clay thickness
You help write this poem
Spoke of your name
Many seasons past
Crazy senior boasts about poetic pleasures
Precious times, words contender
Hard to capture vocabulary
Whisper in your ear
Quiet storm vinyl sensation
Wet footprints justify
Injury eye sights gamble
Sweat sweetheart’s letter
True to this
Bass line
Raw piano
Cozy night priority
Almost there
Recite superwoman’s magnetic pull
Lovesick over summer’s cold
Too beautiful
Define yesteryear solo
How does today sound?
Putting moves on magnolia
Pleasing justice
Growing old, memories of a pastime
Taken for granted, crying in my sleep
When she spoke
Mahogany queen
Pillow written verses
Hope it’s not the last time
We meet up like this
Kicking slow jams
Days reminisce
Classic example
Coming from best of highlight feature
Clutching yes
Represent beats, rhymes, life
Under morning sun
Dawn unconscious stare!

Deepthought

"When I hear wack rhymes, I get fed up"- Krs-One

"Even when I'm bragging, I'm being sincere"-LL

Verse One:

Could you tell me who released our animal instinct?
Got the white man sittin' there tickled pink.
Laughin' at us on the av

This is great, I love it...it captures the spirit of haiku without the form...stream of consciousness, where creativity lives...this is very dope,
inspired poetry...(to me)..I enjoyed reading it...




"My turn to speak in tongues"

--Photosynthesis

"the unexpected takes hold"--Robynwildchild

u took me on a word style voyage yo, real nice, classic . .!!!!!!!

they showed us phYsically, we could reach infinitY, but mentally, through the century, we lost our identitY
-Rakim

this reminded me off the way we usta flow on blackplanet before it got wack (lol)...nice drop...miss k

if you didn't define yourself for yourself you'd be crunched into other peoples fantasies of you an eaten alive.

audre lorde