Poetry, spoken word, maybe even general musings about my life or my observations about the world and beyond. I find that when I write a poem a day it's like therapy for my soul. Being a performance artist and a lone wolf, it's nice to know someone out there reads them, makes me feel acknowledged, maybe it even touches you and makes you think.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Seaweed behind the Ears, Longin fo da Beach
Barefoot through the thistle yo Like Ceasar? No, more like Cisarro
Kicks on fire bustin out the blisters yo ridin the tides
I'm Yemayah's daughter so flippers to the side Tails to the west
when I'm in water I'm lovin every aspect A.S. 8/23/09
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