haikuness before christmas
Thursday, December 24, 2009 at 3:45PM my friends bonafide rojas and mahogany brown were feeling the haiku spirit and had a battle. impressed and unsure if i could handle that kind of intense competition, i decided to practice.
vipers in my midst/heel of my foot trained upon/your venomous lips
snap to and look round/painted smiles false emotion/i am free of you
love of my life speak/your power in my spine rose/your love strengthens me
colors of love paint/sleeps psychedelic waters/my mind rests in you
little wet kisses/mama i love you they say/my child's heart is pure
your hands in my hair/you belong where you are now/your breath in my lungs
the street once knew me/it memorized well my gait/many years ago
powerful stroke of/genius speak to my spirit/it says let me love
she: smoke and mirrors/me: love eternally true/to the victor goes
the smell of change fresh/with wonder hope is renewed/tomorrow won't hurt
girl dancing with glee/i see myself in your smile/i was once new too
abuela climbed trees/in san lorenzo she threw/cocos at mama
snow sparkly magic/pink cheeks flushed children laughing/hot cocoa thanks smiles
star will be new life/meld music and poetry/she was never your child
winstons stained fingers/his schaeffer scented kisses/i'm still little boo
penny bag candy/baseball on the radio/abuelo loved me
deleted psycho/no room for liars in life/you didnt get it
long car rides upstate/gasoline smells and rib sauce/daddy i miss you
he used empty cans/instead of porcelain cups/laughs, "look, never break"
one time i jumped over/the swing was high the gate low/my chest on fire proud
cans stayed scraping ground/waterpumps spit real lively/swim in concrete pool
sweet words in my heart/sometimes stupid words spoken/no one is perfect
the depth of my love/imparts a piece of my soul/tread lightly, there's one
if time heals all wounds/why does it still hurt, papi/you still have my heart
my new heart loves well/ticks and tocks as it should be/don't break it again
rainbow siren sings/songs of victory pour forth/her lyrics soothe me
madness in the dark/my eyes shine in the closet/close my eyes and sleep
have you met him yet/He loves you more than i do/your creator waits
music pounds my chest/my feet glide across the floor/your disco ball heart
your hands large and strong/guide my heart into final port/aqui me muero
timeless thoughtless stark/your yellow lives in my eyes/hope springs eternal
graffiti lover/swiping krylon on my back/didnt miss a beat
those wretched bitches/their cauldron bubbles lively/we smile in the night
synapses poppin/we breaking all boundaries/hold my hand let's run
la nena fea/tiene corazon bueno/es nena linda
blazing font slide smooth/page spread anticipating/heavy ink and pulp
chapters unfolding/hold breath, open eyes, touching /life like braille stories
to the potter clay/to the silversmith sterling/to my love my heart
wield weapon deftly/sights trained, lofty goal/you will yield to me
born hard to the streets/numbers, money and bodies/rising statistics
geisha trained beauty/eyes demure, powder red lips/dainty lethal hands
naginata drips/hair whips wild fierce warrior/battleworn woman
tell me a story/begin it with love and hope/end it with blood and tears
tell me in 8 bars/who you are, where you're going/i will chose from there
icy cool moonlight/quell my passionate bluster/shine blue on my walls
Children of beauty/Chosen by The Muses hand/So we write: Wildstyle
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