Good Morning All! I wrote this one and the one I will post 2morrow Friday evening. I guess I just was on a writing frenzy ...Over the weekend I sorted all of my poetry in chronological order telling the stories of my life. I am making preparations towards publishing :) Now, I need to go through an edit...Something I have yet to do. I barely even re read what I write after its written. And I only have about maybe 10 more poems to write in order for my story to be complete :) I am getting excited! My weekend was great and very busy. My girlfriend came in town from Charlotte. I went to my ministers (The teacher of my Discipleship Class) birthday party and had an AMAZING time...I missed the fight entirely, but I heard that I didnt miss much. I was rooting for Mosely because Mayweather talks too much...Now he is really going to be talkin smack...
Fridays' poem "His Voice", I have gotten a lot of responses about it being erotic. Its about a general phone call, the feelings that he gives me being away but calling and hearing his voice. Its actually not sexual at all, I was just describing the electric feeling of hearing the voice of the person you love. The effects I feel all over my body by him just merely saying "hello". I actually had no sexual thoughts in my head as I wrote it. Yea, its sexy and flirting...But it was just describing love...I guess I am just a sensual/flirty person by nature (I am a Sagittarius) and maybe that comes across in my poetry. I think the part that got everyone is "Vibrations felt through my thighs" I was talking about the electrical vibrations felt from head to toe but thighs rhymed with butterflies...
Artistic
Artist of words
Creating images
Of my life stories
With pen and paper
Spilling my heart
In all shades
Onto my easel
Broadening horizons
Painting lessons learned
With rhyme and reason
Tantalizing word play
In the artistic form of poetry
9 comments:
I really liked this one. You are an artist. Don't worry about people interpreting / misinterpreting the things you write. That happens when poetry becomes alive, when it starts to mean something to the people who read it. Reading a poem, listening to music, looking at a painting or a sculpture and seeing it come to life, taking on the shape that you decide, is the joy of Art, at least to me it is. Enjoy being an artist. Just be you and write what you want. Hugs/ Jo.
beautiful painting of words.
you are an artist indeed.
yep it's what we do :) Well written.
keep painting..i love your poetry...and nice on heading toward publishing...very cool!
To spill your heart on paper priceless
Poetry is an amazing form of expression. I'm excited about your writing project. It sounds like it will be really good. God bless you and have a great week!!
Oh, and... "tag"! You're it! Come by my place if you want to play... /Jo.
Good deal on headed towards publishing. You own a passion for poetry and that appears to be a natural progression upon your part.
I didn't order the fight but I heard that Sugar Shane Mosely stopped throwing punches after the 3rd round. I figured Floyd Mayweather would remain undefeated.
Have I told Ya'll lately how much I appreciate my readers...Ya'll keep me motivated and really convince me that I can write a lil bit lol...
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