Vividly versatile

Fresh footsteps focused on good Gripping tight onto a lighter Determined to see flames flicker until dawn ever so gently My sights satisfied between the stars My brief regrets lost in the rain Remaining tardy for the rising sun But on time to witness its temporary escape for me to give thanks Every season tiny […]

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Get moving

I’m welcomed by a warm sunshine applauseHappy thoughts fall within Flowers wave timely However death takes a nearby homeI’m petrified to make acquaintancesTo the inevitable collector Trouble infects tranquil mindsI’ve come upon an empty bed for spirits to love But I can still sense their gentle touches as it remains in echoes passing along the […]

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Make ’em feel it

I came across this pin on a coat at my job. It’s some positive reinforcement to do better even when there are self haters in the black community and detractors that bring the message down. There’s plenty of love and hope to go around, even if they don’t want you to show it. “The man” […]

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Fragments

Night stories unfold. The adventure is to be remembered in its complete scenes, not in pieces for our brains to puzzle together the fragments for the big picture. © TheRhymeRula  P.S. What’s your opinion on the new WordPress document layout? I’m not a fan of it, but I’m going to have to ease my way […]

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We all carry a song

The rhythms, the melodies, the lyrics, we all hear it, The heartbeat to every tune that brightens and strengthens my day From the unpleasant grey skies gloom, It can be strenuous to be sanguine in somber days So I sink my conscious into the depths of the delta providing my blues with alleviation, I’ve seen […]

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Distorted

It’s been a while since I’ve uploaded on here, and that is due to working on finishing up a short story that I want to get done before the end of the month. Poetry has taken a back seat not that I don’t like writing it anymore, it’s just that the motivation has diminished slightly […]

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An infinite spiral

Those days When time quickly keeps ticking, The clock carries new dreams and stories to unfold Every hour for the unafraid, Replacing everyday laws to acknowledge those that troubled the still blue waters, Thrashing in the throes of death they are unchained to make a change, Consumed by woes manifest and it grows hard for […]

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