Just My Thoughts: There's No Money in #poetry (Why is that?) #podcas...

Just My Thoughts: There's No Money in #poetry (Why is that?) #podcas...: I walk in spirit with God's wind at my back... I think out-loud and I share those thoughts with critical thinkers. Today's th...

There's No Money in #poetry (Why is that?) #podcast featuring poet Kelvin Rowe

I walk in spirit with God's wind at my back... I think out-loud and I share those thoughts with critical thinkers. Today's thinkers are Actor/Poet Kelvin Rowe & Carolyn Blakey.

http://www.blogtalkradio.com/kulturezinenetwork/2016/04/28/just-my-thoughts-with-graffiti-bleu

The Hidden Love Killer (PTSD) #podcast Graffiti Bleu Interviews Author Linda D. Wattley

I walk in spirit with God's wind at my back... I think out-loud and I share those thoughts with critical thinkers. Today's thinker is Author Linda Diane Wattley. We chop it up about her book "Soldier With A Backpack" Living and Dying Simultaneously

http://www.blogtalkradio.com/kulturezinenetwork/2016/04/07/just-my-thoughts-with-graffiti-bleu

 

Just My Thoughts: Battle of the Planets #poetry

Just My Thoughts: Battle of the Planets #poetry: Looks like I am in a different space these days/ To best describe this inner space I’ll use outer space as a metaphor/ ...

Battle of the Planets #poetry

Looks like I am in a different space these days/

To best describe this inner space I’ll use outer space as a metaphor/

I dance with the planets in spirit form and verse in manifesto/

If you were empathic enough to see/ the universe inside of me/

You would see planets spinning around the Sun/ traveling through the blackness of space/ like a comet that has some place to be/ 

A divine vortex pulling us in its gravity/

The Sun represents me moving forward unapologetically/

The planets represents my inner peace and surrounding harmony/

Gravity of course is love metaphorically/

Moving like love moves has you move rhythmically/ 

And love’s music is so sweet to me/ it often changes how I see/

My eyes no longer belong to my ego/ making my reactions less likely to be emotional/

Every thing appears to move slower now like a fancy ad or promotional/

Campaign/  

In a slow motion flow/ where alpha males pop champagne/ 

ask women for their name/ but instead they receive game/ 

in the  form of a flipped question/

“Before I tell you my name, how about you tell me your profession?”

I thoroughly understand female nature/ and no ladies, this wisdom doesn’t inspire me to hate ya/ 

Just know I’m familiar with many forms of  deception and manipulation long before I date ya/

I thoroughly understand spiritual warfare/

So if you go against me and I act like I don’t care/

It’s not that I don’t care/

I just have sense enough to know that a relationship between mediocrity and excellence will go nowhere/

The same goes for a pretentious person and one that’s sincere/

I am no longer bothered by cats that won’t fuck with you unless they can exploit you/

Without a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of what the fuck else are they going to do?/

I thoroughly understand why the weak are quick to “click up” /

If they were weak riding solo around the strong they’d have to man-up/

I throughly understand poetry politics and why I am rarely asked to feature/

That same political thinking makes Kardashians rich and underpays firefighters and teachers/

And since the game is designed to promote the shallow and stay away from the heavy/

Why would I get upset over breaking bread lyrically with your spirit, when your spirit just isn’t ready? /

Now let’s go back to the metaphors that are planetary/

Looks like I am in a different space these days/

Some think they’re in that same space/ looking to have a star war/ or/ a battle of the planets/

But they are in a dimension where stars wan’t to be seen and me and my Earth want to vanish/

My inner space/ gave me a taste/ of what peace can be/

Now my mind ice skates as it creates figure eights/

of Divinity and Infinity/

GB