So among my many many skills is poetry writing! You will soon discover just how much this is true. My friend Ronald and I wrote these at poetry readings in Miami. We got up and read them too.
Ode to Experience (by R)
I walk this earth
And see people then
my heart gets sad
then I write
If it wasn’t for writing
I probably wouldn’t be here.
The End.
Watermelon Series
(by R)
Ode to the Watermelon
that swims on the sea
Ode to the Watermelon
moving from sea to sea
Ode to the Watermelon
up and down on the sea
Ode to the Watermelon
I love you Watermelon
(by L)
A Watermelon is like a hummingbird that can’t fly and is forever looking for a feeder. Won’t you be my feeder?
SAD (by R)
I met him at the club
he said hi
We danced all night
With him I could fly
We went home that night
We made love
And took flight
He shot in my eye
I ran home and cried.
The End
Untitled (by L)
One more time you smile and I cry
One more time you laugh and I die
One more time you suck the life from my veins
One more time you treat me like sugar cane
Because you’re a VAMPIRE!
***Untitled***MY FAVE! (by R)
“I need a drink” I said then I drank
I put my ringpop in my sour apple martini
and it was good
Because the flavor of the ringpop
was also sour apple
Oh what a night that was
I did what I wanted
and it was good
The End
Untitled (by L)
I love the way
he looks when we make love
Kinda angry with a smirk
I love the way
he pretends to be a green pepper
rolling wildly in the dirt
I love the way
he broke my heart
he’s always such a flirt
I love the way
But I love him.
