The beatboxers on the street
Never say anything
Five fingers
& heart rhythms bring
Stix upon buckets
Clack jams
Boys rockin
Not dissing
Maams
Beating hearts
Of fisted hands
Resonating on the corner
Over street lands
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CATEGORY
life
The beatboxers on the street
Never say anything
Five fingers
& heart rhythms bring
Stix upon buckets
Clack jams
Boys rockin
Not dissing
Maams
Beating hearts
Of fisted hands
Resonating on the corner
Over street lands
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mlowe5 says: Nice imagery with a good allegorical message. Peace and Love. |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY veelay@hotmail.com
Pale Evenings Glow
Words spoken over wine in candlelight On a pale moonlit night What could be better? Such are the desires and pleasures of life Heard in the evening crooner’s voice Witnessed in the twilight By the night owl’s steady gaze Together in unison As the stars blaze Burning till the wax melts And the wick flickers and fades
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Nazare’
Waveriders In pursuit of the most thrilling Bone chilling Fantastic fantasy Upon cliffside scenes New waves breaking Are reborn dreams Set in reality Fading sometimes in the tides And autumn light Calm seas turning into dreams Dreamt in the night and Felt in the sea breeze by the early morning light the ocean’s calling all enticed by the most alluring sight
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Wildfire
My heart is humming My gaze upon you is running My soul through My skin Sweat Yearning for your loving To you My spirits Been summoned Sparked by my desire and In the hills And valleys of your beauty My wildfires a coming
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Soundwaves
Haunted dreams and and daydreams And echoes of the past The sound was just a shadow The last Gone as the sun went down Blown over With the tides The sea now settled Waves all crashed
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Hermit
Shrouded in darkness When the sun don’t shine The light within The strength to find The bright side In the truth That in your days Doesn’t shine so bright .
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Virgo
Her summery spirit and winterly blues Seemingly Eternal and Alive in the myths of the ages Resented by some Embraced by sages Reflected in smiling faces Known in the far corners of the lands In the most common And strangest of places
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Skywatchers
The first hint of light And the new day has begun In the shadows of the sun Beneath cosmic illumination Piercing through the clouds Forests and windows As the mornings breath In the air gently blows Lonely is the night Yet no one is alone Witnesses of the new moon Sometimes bright Always fading soon |
Dream Perfection
Big and beautiful dreams picture perfect reality of the heart and mind Alive in fantasy In the morning sunshine You awake by sounds and sight The guiding light The Forgiving rain The whispers of the forest breeze The hum of the skies Birds and bees All that your eyes can see All that your being can believe |
Shoreside
Feathers in the breeze On the sea scene The sea’s scene By boardwalk painters seized The sailors dream Of warm breezes and sunbeams The future of tomorrow Lies in the aspiration and Visions of the plans The fishermen see Tides roll in And out Rain or sunshine The seagulls wander over the shores Peacefully Squawking about
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Morning Snow
Snowed in Natures house arrest Warm cider Picture perfect Kind of day Sunshine and silent snowfall Gleaming ice Wind wisping our troubles away
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