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Monday, November 29, 2010

Come Home...

[just one of the poetic voices circling about]


sleeping with a levied heart
broken
flooding all chambers with you
hydrating the fallow
fertile
due to you

For Pensakes

[a poetic response challenge for writing about "the bittersweet"]


pensively penning shaw shanked dreams
masturbating forethoughts
hoping orgasmic shivers imitate
what once was
before bedhead crowned deadend prospects
eyelids saline drip no solutions
restitution; the tattered comforter
where pillows attempt to siphon rational
...you never loved me...

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Thou Shall Not...[UN-fair]

[a poetic response to the UN voting that gay people can be EXECUTED
without cause]


she walks down streetways
handheld in arm's gaze with her [one]
the only
who UNderstands how her heart beats
her favorite treats
the sway of her greeting sunlight
the swag of her tongue shifting dusk
to moonlit memories of forever more
her nagging nature
and her nourishing soul
UNbeknownst to them that tomorrow may never come


he leans chest-ward
nape inward, park lingering at his majesty
his [one]
the only
that never UNderestimates his manhood
knows how to juggle his strengths
nurture his weaknesses
swaddle intimacy in love strokes
as if every time was the first
UNfortunately, it may be their last


even though they say
"I Do" in bedded courtrooms
others don't want them to be happy
as if their relationship has made the world impotent
majority falls infertile
as CHURCH wants to fornicate with STATE
despite their divorce
of course
the dynasties take time to break the fast for segregation


...when did LOVE become the 11th commandment...

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

240 Shout Out

240 #alldayeveryday


Poetry As Performance [240] started as a Temple University class and turned into a poetic movement! It is an honor and pleasure to be a part of that family!!!


So I will be dedicating some of my posts to my 240 Family that continue to write [poetry, op ed, memoir or otherwise] after the grades have been submitted!


First 240 Shout Out goes to REN LIAM! See what's on her mind!
Click Here: Proving your SEX WORTH

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Awe Struck

[a poetic confession]


dripping ecstasy from nectar rimmed labia
bilaterally fringed
tongued whisked on the glory soon to be labeled delicacy
you're more than mere garnish
a savory sip supple satisfaction
making "lip smacking good"
wish it birth seasonings unfettered by common taste buds
a cuisine soul filling
the body bursts orgasmic belches
manifesting space to consume gelee's du jour
palette-able encore rip roaring herbs and spices
prance on chef plattered specials
"pardon...garcon, serve me some her again"

Monday, November 22, 2010

Senseless


[a Facebook favorite during the "short poetry" challenge]

rubber necking streams of consciousness
red
read, go faster
common sensual knowledge
belted in miles per horror
intoxicated in yellows
yielding for naught
envy flashes
blinking "told-you-so" tones deafening to hindsight
knew adoring you was an accident waiting to commence...

Untitled For The Unplanned


[an "oldie but goodie" from a poetry challenge of short works]

pungent post-mortem phalanges
scan/stroke/grieve
birthing death whispers
in morning dew carbonation
"I should of killed myself when he put it in me"
afterthought
could have been foreseen
in prophylactic tactics
blue born prints map new journeys

...happy birthday irony...

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Untitled For []...

[first heard LIVE on the PLEAZURE PRINCIPLE via G-TOWN RADIO]

licking arias on your clit
let melancholy melodies drip whole notes down my throat
sing in me
stroke symphonies until G spot beats
overturing flats
major scaling a new cacophony
sheet skeeting
left and right hip
conduct backside slip
orchestrating commands
fingering lullabies in bass tones
"can you hear the treble clef in your abdomen?"
crescendo
decrescendo
crescendo
decrescendo
crescendo
crescendo
crescendo
break rhythm
sections strum harder
earning attention from the strings
pluck once more for improvisation
.....solo.....
never knew standing ovations tasted so sweet!

Home Schooled


[a poetic response to governmental ignorance trying to pass laws 
stating that homosexuals, unmarried women with children and pedophiles
shouldn't be allowed to teach children]

you don't want my living room to be a classroom
I will teach my kids that eco-friendly means giving green cards to your enemies
provide new declaration to terroristic threat
Hitler heil down your door
draft whore your sons to your daughter's maiden head ideologies of revenge

you don't want my living room to be a classroom
I'd bring back the Salem Witch trials
for those seldom trial-ed white collared button downs
stake burn their souls in writ book blaze night skies
under twinkling demise
birth heirs of Tichiba
while conjuring potions in the lost art of honesty

you don't want my living room to be a classroom
in P.E
teach them aviation
to be the next nation of airline sophisication
fly straight though your skull
allow mental menstruation to leak reality down your forethoughts

you don't want my living room to be a classroom
use SEX ED as a political hot bed of deadhead tactics
fucking every bowel twisted lie with maniacal fudgery
where being anal retentive gets you ass jabbed by humanity

you don't want my living room to be a classroom
history becomes his story finger raped by rectitude's misery
parched parchment draped in blood stain molasses
while repetitious anarchy slow brews
sin sipped through embryonic teacups
juxtaposed pinky up
saddle bagging high noon
twelve paces back to the moment where the forefathers
should've been held at gun point to pen the truth

you don't want my living room to be a classroom
take civility wedged up the flag pole
salute against status quo
for your safety
you want my kid to be the cookie cutter
passport carrying
"America the Beautiful" soothsayer
so by all means
please
concede to the faggot
the flat-backing unmarried miscreant
the bigot
the pedophile
to teach my kid
despite what you deem as personal flaws
their bound by law
to spew the standardized fabrications
you call 'education' 

A Poem Smells Like

[a response to a poetry challenge]


a poem smells like...
maple syrup
splattered on momma's milk buttered Tuesday morning's flapjacks
usually a Saturday special
this mid-week treat done just to see the smile of her child

a poem smells like...
a lover's cum melded between index and pointered digits
etched in phallangic folds of love's lust memory foam

a poem smells like...
timid revenge masquerading as control
molten lava emotions
creating pinguid playmates for childhood antics

...writing continues despite...

a poem smells like...
the aftercry of an adolescent soul
knowing the full price for decisions made

a poem smells like...
summer's end
falling into new semesters of old lessons
class sessions of malarkful happenstance
only crediting regurgitated knowledge

a poem smells like...
an odoriferous lullaby
the sullen serenade
of wishes and dreams from the breast plate of a newborn mother

...and writing continues despite...

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Uncommon Sense

[a poetic response to those who refuse to heed advice]

her name...
vicious cycle
etched on her fallopian tubes
emanating pungent ovarian denial
uterus[ly] susceptible to crowning bad news
he pounds 360's into vaginal retinas
producing semen induced irises
glazed in protein complacency

salude
with champagne cancer rimmed dreams
now, bid her adieu

Wayward Traveler

[a poetic response to a passenger complaining about her relationship
because she was listening to her "friends"]


they told me you were once lover
placed down cement bricks
wiped doubt from the brow
journeyed into no return
handheld with you by my side
took slight turn to admire a lily
...now alone...


they never once told me you hated florals
had I been privy
wouldn't have arranged the pussie's willowed literary lip swivel
in Georgia O' Keefe brush strokes
to appease your sudden need to display landmarks
as treasure troves for your liquor loathed, betrothed cohorts
didn't know I was just a mountaintop
a flag divot for non pivotal conquests


they told me you once loved me better than that
that sound byte
became the audiobook to the nook in my soul
too illiterate to effectively read you
"they" should have never been the sounding board
would have finished planting the bricks
...then alone...
but satisfied

Authors Under 30 Book Tour Updates and Locations!

Authors Under 30 Book Tour features TS Hawkins and other guest authors who have published their 1st book before the age of 30! Along this tour, selected authors will be Hosting Open Mics, conducting workshops and featuring at various events bringing their work from the page to the stage. Below are upcoming locations on the tour and dates and times will be added as the ink has dried on the contracts!

If you want to bring us to your/town city,
please message me and I will pass it along our Events Planner Chris Chilis!

CANADA:
*Toronto (Various Venues and some guerrilla poetry)
August 19-24, 2010

FLORIDA:
*TBA
2010

GEORGIA:
*Spelman College (workshop)
*OutWrite Bookstore
*The Lesbian Book Club

ILLINOIS:
*Black Pride
April 2011


NEW JERSEY:
*Macedonia Baptist Church
Lakewood, NJ
July 30, 2010 @7pm

*Literary Lounge/Reading Club
Englishtown, NJ
July 31, 2010 @9p

*Sister Circle
Edison, NJ
August 1, 2010 @5p

*Monmouth University
*New Jersey Performing Arts Center

NEW YORK:
*The Nuyorican
236 East 3rd St. New York, NY
August 14, 2010 @3

*The Bowery

PENNSYLVANIA:
*Borders Book Store
Philadelphia, PA
Sept. 1, 2010 @6pm

*Jus Words
Philadelphia, PA
Sept. 16, 2010 @9pm

*Pleazure Principle (Radio Op)
Philadelphia, PA
Nov. 4, 2010 @12a

*Poetry Showcase @
Primo Bacio Ristorante
Wyncote, PA
Nov. 7, 2010 @7pm

*PoetryNPottery (LMP Events)
Philadelphia, PA
Dec. 18, 2010 @7p

*Temple University
Jan 2011

*The Free Library of Philadelphia

SOUTH CAROLINA:
*TBA


TEXAS:
*Cushcity Book Conference


VIRGINA:
*Hampton University

A Slice of Peace Please!

[if you ever wondered what PEACE taste like]



peace taste like lilacs

gin dipped in honeysuckled pop-rock regret

tear stained in ubiquitous nectar rimmed discovery

...wouldn't change it for the world...

Love Smells Like

[a friend of a friend posed this question & my immediate response was]


love smells like burnt remnants of pieces left behind
when uttered words "its not you, its me"
ignites molten flames
to torch anything pressed flesh
had the luxury of caressing...

Friday, November 19, 2010

For Colored Girls...

[a poetic response]


My love is too "just enough" to have thrown back in my face/to face the intelligence you seem to think I don't possess/as if the hot bed of mistakes didn't last long enough for you to remember my name/for when you told the story non linear to the truth embedded in the nape of your neck/you've created spookhouse in my soul/& I don't get to receive a paycheck after the credits have rolled/a bold move for someone once afraid of the darkness/where cellar beds were flat-mates/sharing fags/haggling tales/doctoring forget me knots in key slots doubling as sympathy/now you hold the key & refuse to open doors/all you are good for is dangling last hopes out blockbuster windows/like the yellow coward you are/nightstand hiding behind $12.50/I could have masturbated with more urgency/this is why we considered suicide/because you already left our rainbow out to die...

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