Sunday, October 3, 2010

Spoken Word Sunday: Time to Be Lifted...Without The Weed

Chello World,
I know its been a hot second since I wrote something down. Been working on a lot of projects and loving it! Thanks for following me on Redd Angel Radio! You can check her on YouTube, and right up here. Loving this new adventure in my life.

So finally here is Spoken Word Sunday. I do have some great submissions, and here are two from AJ Dribble entitled:  Unspoken & Brighter Day


UNSPOKEN

BACK TO BACK, THEY LAY IN BED.
NOT A WORD WAS SPOKEN.
ANGER AND DISPAIR FILLED THEIR HEADS.
SILENCE WOULD NOT BE BROKEN.

SHE FINGERING HER CURLS.
HE RUBBING HIS ARM.
SHE USE TO BE HIS GIRL.
AND HE WITH ALL HIS CHARM..

HEAVY BREATHING
MEMORIES BURNING.
THOUGHTS OF LEAVING.
TOSSING AND TURNING.
STARING INTO SPACE.
STOMACHS CHURNING.
LOOKING FOR A TRACE.
OH ON WITH THE NIGHT.
THEY USE TO BE LOVERS.
FUTURE DOESN'T LOOK TO BRIGHT.
WHAT HAPPENED, WHAT WENT WRONG?
NOW THEY CAN'T EVEN LOOK AT EACH OTHER.
NEITHER KNEW. NEITHER WAS STRONG.
ANOTHER NIGHT NOT TESTED.
DAWN HAS BROKEN.
NEITHER WELL RESTED.
STILL NOT A WORD SPOKEN.


BRIGHTER DAY

FEELINGS OF DISPEAR.
NOT TAKING THE TIME TO SHARE.
WONDERING ALL ALONG IF YOU EVEN CARED.

EVEN FOR A NEW DAY.
IT IS ALREADY GREY.
MINUTE BY MINUTE.
HOUR BY HOUR.
IM MORE CONFUSED.
SORE, HURT AND ABUSED.

CAN'T SEE THE BRIGHT SUNLIGHT.
ALL I SEE IS RED, A CONSTANT FIGHT.

AS THE DAY COMES TO AN END.
FEELINGS STILL ON THE MEND.
AS I LAY ON THE BED.
TRYING TO EASE MY ACHING HEAD.
HOPING FOR SOME MUCH NEEDED SLEEP.
AND THE HOPE OF A BRIGHT NEW DAY TO KEEP.



A.J. DIBBLE

AJ great poem! Thanks for being the first on my blog. You now known in within my little hemisphere lol. Here is my poem entitled, The Quickening and The Other Side of Happy.
 
The Quickening

i was Awakened
by the Scent
of your Intention

no Words were
Exchanged
just nonverbal cues

Bold Hands
on Naughty
Places

Lips on
      Layers

Tongues
Tasting
Temptation

you Claim my Territory

while i Conquered
your thundering
Demands

Sweat drips into
Crevices
Breathing becomes Shallow

Thrusts and Moans
become
Catastrophic

i Acquiesced your Name
you Surrender to
the Inevitable

we Lay
Trembling in
the Stillness

Slumber
Invades us
Love Cocoons us
 
On the Other Side of Happy
Written by: n.a.s

i m Trying to
Phind the
Reason Behind
the Why
i Stay with you

phor the Original Vow
i Took is Beginning
to phade

i love you
this much is True

how-some-ever

the Intensity
of its Delivery
no longer Contains
the same Passion

you Work my last
Nerve phar too Easily
that means i Care
phar too much
and  i m phar too Close
to this Situation
to Think Clearly

your  Touch
Still Ignites
my Soul
but your Words
Alter the Axis
of my Moods

the Weather Phorecast
of our Relationship
has Entered into its
Hurricane Season

i m Tired of
All this damn Rain

Praying to God
phor a Sign
but to Truly let go
and let God
Move
may Send you on the
Reverse side of Lover

and i m not Ready
phor that Reality
just yet

so we Sit
on Opposite Sides
of Understanding
Demanding
Silently
phor the other one to
Acquiesce
their Stubbornness
and Confess Apologies
on Bended Knees

this However will
never come to
Phruition
cause Pride has
Sealed our lips Shut

and i m Almost to the Point
where i don t give
a phunk
 
 
Now, please submit more poems for next Sunday! Thanks once again AJ. Hit me up on Facebook under  No Alexzander and on Twitter under PositivelyAlexz.  Going to bed now....Monday morning will be here like a zit on picture day.
 
Stay sexy fantastic
 
Positively Alexzander