SPOKEN WORD

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Permalink Reply by Jacquilyn Davis on April 21, 2009 at 5:06pm

~First Impression~


Saw you across the room, your eyes met mine and we shared on of those
'could you be the one I've been searching for all these years, the reasons I've overcome these tears, ready to be held, finally caressed and kept like I need'... moments

a shiver crept up my back like we had just made love without knowing your name
and I was caught remembering your beauty, feeling as though I already know you
a comforting memory I could not place
I want to know more
and all of this past time
I find myself still gazing in your eyes
yet now you look and see me deeply
exposed in my interest for you
and bare chested I'd make my breasts transparent
so you could see straight to my heart
now beating faster more intensely as you move to approach me
words..
seem to choke me
dead, scared, frozen, anxious, wanting to just pull you into a passionate kiss
trapped, silent, still... needing to tell you I see love in your eyes
gasping for air
realizing this stare has yet to be unlocked between us
you smile
and I reply the same
as if exchanging names
he need not speak
for fear that I'd appear too weak if his words would come too quickly
he took his time with me
feeling me without touch
knowing me as much as my first lover
the innocent, the pure, the tempted
and all of this once kept in, I now show for him
trusting his eyes enough to see me honestly
still trying to speak...
but somehow satisfied with silence in this crowded room

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Permalink Reply by B-ART on May 15, 2009 at 9:32pm

This was really good. I would like to hear it spoken.

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Permalink Reply by Jacquilyn Davis on May 23, 2009 at 8:18pm

Thanks, one of these days I'll get back to performing...

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Permalink Reply by Broken Silence on December 20, 2009 at 12:40am

*Standing Ovation* OH WOW, I likes. Very well written.

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Permalink Reply by Jacquilyn Davis on April 21, 2009 at 5:13pm

If Romeo be Fortunes Fool, then I am Karma's Bitch
Submissive to unending spectrums of experience

One hand weighed with pleasant morning, rising to new joys
Yet other palm holds falling skies, for I am Karma's toy

Strung like puppets are, I hang, each strand drawn from my heart
Pulling at my deepest pains, tearing me apart

Yet ease comes swift to calm my wounds, my mistress pleases me
Singing lullabies to ease my soul and drown my misery

She welcomes in new light to shine my way to paths unknown
Blessing me with wonder, Oh the beauty she has shown

Greatness could not describe the glory I am witness to each day
And Sorrow could not define the agony once it slips away

How close I've come to spectrums end on either side I've dwelled
A breath away from heaven, and mere steps to reaching hell

Yet She won't let me fall to grace nor burn in evils grasp
Her selfish ways enslave me, She will have me til my last

And I except my fate, too spent to try to fight Her plan
I've tried for years to overcome, yet I've done all I can

Her power over me is strong She knows my every move
Each step and glance is with her, like twins within a womb

Its useless to deny Her I could never dream escape
The thought alone would tip her off and she would change my fate

She'd tease and taunt me with my joy and burn my every dream
Just to prove Her never ending power over me

And she knows something I don't know, for I only deny
That we have more in common hidden underneath our eyes

Reluctant, I look to my mirror, and force myself to see
My reflection's not my own, it's Karma staring back at me.

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Permalink Reply by Julio Anthony Lopez on December 6, 2009 at 7:12am

I am a Cool Cat…at a Literary Café
I smoke Squares…In a Poetry Slam
Like cigarettes...100s and 72s

- Sui

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Permalink Reply by Broken Silence on December 20, 2009 at 12:41am

ROFL That's Cute.

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Permalink Reply by Julio Anthony Lopez on December 30, 2009 at 6:20pm

LOl, I went to a Tigertail slam twice...every one kept trying to rap so i got inspired to make their faces dirty for riding on each other

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Permalink Reply by Jonathan on December 8, 2009 at 9:24pm

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~Jon

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Permalink Reply by George SantaMaria on December 21, 2009 at 12:21am

Misprinted Lies


It's a shame how they play this game.
Busy minds blinded by rage
and caged like a beast
within a world of fear and deceit.

We live like drones,
programed to feed off greed
and bleed for needs
that are never truly satisfied.

Only living in hope
to cope with our everyday.
We pay the price to pave the way
for things that make them rich
and make us slaves.

Always needing upgrades to stay within the times.
Minipulating minds
to believe it's a necessity.

But listen,
we don't need your technology.
We don't need your radio-active cancers
to make us die faster
what we need are answers.

Like why must so many die for your cause?
And why must there be war?
Why do you hide behind a disguise
to make us believe your misprinted lies?
Please open your eyes.

Once,
human kind used their minds as tools to create a way of life
Now misplaced by the fake
to mistake what is right.

Am I wrong
For feelng the way I do?
maybe so,
but only few will truly know...

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