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Spoken Word Poems on Soundcloud
Posted by Scribblez84 in Poetry, Spoken Word on March 18, 2020
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Soo… a handful of folks mentioned they would prefer listening versus reading poetry so I drew together a handful of them and uploaded them to Soundcloud. Check them out!! Let me know your thoughts! đź’šđź’š
When I say I love you…
Posted by Scribblez84 in Images, Poetry, Spoken Word on March 10, 2020
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when i say i love you…
i’m trying to communicate to you..
that i see you,
that i am not blind to your darkness,
that i believe in your light,
that regardless of the things you might think would make me turn away
that i’m here to stay,
that i simply adore you because i do… the reasons are obscured by the sheer amount of sunrises that have passed since awakening in your arms too long ago,
that i accept you as you are and
that am excited to see who you will come to be–with me–ya see, the thing about me is that, i am not what you might expect:Â I love full, I love deep, I love wide, and I love true…
…and when I say I love you… my love, my heart, my friend, my once lover, my family, my home–I mean…
I just do.
written by scribblez84
March 10, 2020
Legacy (aka Manifesto)
Posted by Scribblez84 in Images, Poetry, Spoken Word on December 21, 2018
Legacy (AKA Manifesto)
When the tides have changed and the storm has passed,
when the sand dunes have all moved by,
when the millennials rise and boomers die and all has gone awry,
when I am burned and hands have cast my ashes out to sea,
you may in just one random thought think what’s become of me?
My words have weathered countless wars down to one certainty—
That we are all just fallible beings worthy of clemency.
The voiceless ones will find the words to inform the greatest change;
Those of us we thought were lost will no longer be estranged;
My young ones will be a legion strong though now they’re unaware,
they’ll tear down all these harmful ones, at least all those who dare,
to try to snuff the magic out of everyone of you,
that has yet to see the beauty there that spark that remains so true.
BEHOLD the lost, unchosen ones, I’ve chosen each of you,
to help us to be better than, as only you can do!
The marginalized uplifted, and educated too,
To make a better world emerge—to create the world a new.
I commit to this now and ever more to make this vision true,
by reignite hope in this ribcage by sparking in you.
written by Scribblez84
December 18, 2018
my GeminiÂ
Posted by Scribblez84 in Images, Poetry, Spoken Word on March 1, 2016
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“My Gemini” Stupid Love part 7
Let us behold that slow gentle love
That passion that does not fade
For I’ve felt it before
And long To experience it again
Before I put his needs before mine and became a music box
Before I believed in illusions and placed my heart in the hands of a foolish man
Before I said the wrong words and he failed to ask the right questions
Before I broke your heart and mine because I didn’t believe you when you said I love you
Whoe is the fool I became
A fool indeed
Though I have loved again, I have never experienced the sunshine that you brought into my cave
Your love was a blessing I took for granted
Because I didn’t know what it was that was mine
You embraced me with your eyes and always sought out my hand in the dark
You held me when I was angry and unworthy
You tolerated my moods as deep as the sea
You lifted me into the sky just because you could
It’s your gift love,
Yours and yours alone
And I’ll always love you
Because you taught me how it feels when love is true
And whole and pure and honest and slow and gentle and full of passion that does not fade
With great hope I search for another
I wish you the same..
Written by scribblez84
March 1, 2016
Dear Leap Year – Miles Hodges
Posted by Scribblez84 in other authors, Poetry, Spoken Word on January 13, 2014
“…time…time is ruthless….it is persistent, like love because every day in the wisest corner of the earth right where the ocean ends in the east some mighty wave births the blood violet sunrise and every night it sets like a lullaby with no regard about the time spent in between…” – Miles Hodges, Poet – Excerpt from “Dear Leap Year”
One of my favorite spoke word artists…the way this man constructs words is a thing of beauty…nothing more to be said.  He’s absolutely brilliant!
…to love
Posted by Scribblez84 in Learning Experiences, Poetry, Spoken Word on July 29, 2013
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today i sat solemnly on the couch
watching the day go by
witnessing the sky overcast in shades of grey
hoping this feeling would go away
with time
my mind drifting back and forth between
moments of joy and the other ones
like our last real kiss
shared by moonlight after a really busy day
him embraced by me and we
lost in the feeling of lips caressing lips
intoxicated by endorphins or passion or whatever you decide to call it
juxtaposed with our last goodbye
fighting a loosing battle against sorrow
i work up the courage to gently place a kiss upon your turned cheek
feeling meek and weak for a moment trying to catch your gaze
“i think you should go”
i say hoping you understood
that i am no longer able to hold back the tears
and i REFUSe to let you witness the sight
i need this…
beginning the laborious chore of getting over you
i sit contemplating the sky
allowing emotions to bathe me and breeze on by
all the while wondering
if it is ever really worth it…
written July 29, 2013
by scribblez84
no room for doubt
Posted by Scribblez84 in Music, Poetry, Spoken Word on July 12, 2013
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as fallible as the rest
i rest my weary head upon a pillow
in an empty bed
wondering where this heart belongs
distance keeps playing little games with me
pulling him closer, pulling him further away
dangling beauty on a tiny string right before my eyes
close enough to taste..but not close enough to reach
to keep…
somethings wrong here
i suppose that is the one consistent thing
in this big bold beautiful crazy sea i reside in
the one thing i can bet on…
the one sure thing
and its unfortunate…
because
my heart beat creates a rhythm you can dance to
a steady strong beat, waiting to find a melody
the strum of a guitar…a strong alto or tenor
to create an epic song
my smile a precious painting i place upon my cave walls
reserving it for an equally precious few
my hands as course as they may seem
can sooth a wounded beast…iv’e done it before
iv’e built bridges with my words and my whispers have inspired a few
iv’e carefully collected bits and pieces of things
that others seem not to notice
pasted them together into a collage
more beautiful than you can ever imagine
if you take the time to look
just look
carefully consider what stands before you beautiful man
because i’m too tired to tell you what powers i posses
i’m too weary from the effort of creating of loving
to convince you of anything
my other half would need no convincing
no clever rhetoric to turn his gaze
no fluff, no glamour, no epic feats
carefully created by a silly fish
because his determined eyes
can find me in a crowd
because his hands would pull me closer
before i stumble away
or at least pull be back if i get lost
somewhere off in the ether
because my mate will know
beyond a shadow of a doubt
that i’m his.
written by scribblez84
July 12, 2013
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