Dancing in the dark.

Dancing in the dark.

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My grandma looks good for 70!

My grandma looks good for 70!

Powderrr!

Powderrr!

here is another one I did…writing poems aren’t as bad as I thought lol!

“4train.”

It was noisy

on the train.

My headphones in my ears

as I rocked back and forth to this soulful tune.

 

to my right people

to my left more people

a baby starring at me

with piecing brown eyes

a women preaching the word.

 

Oh but this tune

was colorful

I never heard anything like it.

I close my eyes, and I dance

on an orange street.

I look up, and the sky

electric blue graced with glossy stars

it feels like fall, but it is winter

 

Lost on a melodic journey;

Don’t look for me.

Words begin to trace my mouth.

They match this world.

 

Oh but this tune.

Oh my stop

I was found and it was time continue on

“Remember those words girl…remember”!

 

Maple Tree ( a poem wrote in my creative writing class)

How I watch you everyday

a simple maple tree yet different from union street.

There’s Violet and her fine leaves with lavender scent,

and the huge tree horizontal from you I call him,

The Chorister, home to all the feathered creatures,

who gather there to sing cheerful melodies.

But you plain, not that appealing

for you are still growing.

I adore you, you are boundless

When the dark clouds arrive

Disorder strikes, and the wind rumbles

The union grows powerless

You are sturdy, you are everlasting….

 

http://www.xxlmag.com/xxl-magazine/2012/05/troy-ave-ft-avon-blocksdale-cokeamania/