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Completed and posted on the 29th January 2019.
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Posting my 8th collaboration with these amazing writers hosted by author Abbey Forrest @abbeyforrestpoems and led by our very own pragmatic Llamamama Pooja @parchedllama along with an amazing team of poets and poetesses that I've come to know, admire and respect.
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Thanks for inviting me to join you all. Love hanging out with you all in this Instagram poetry worldwide community.
This blind collaboration was a blend of 10 of us and we were each given a piece of poetry knowing that others were writing before and after us. The organizing of us as well as putting it together was successfully completed by none other than our captain, Abbey Forrest.
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@poetessisms

Completed and posted on the 29th January 2019. ๐Ÿ’™ Posting my 8th collaboration with these amazing writers hosted by author Abbey Forrest @abbeyforrestpoems and led by our very own pragmatic Llamamama Pooja @parchedllama along with an amazing team of poets and poetesses that I've come to know, admire and respect. โค Thanks for inviting me to join you all. Love hanging out with you all in this Instagram poetry worldwide community. This blind collaboration was a blend of 10 of us and we were each given a piece of poetry knowing that others were writing before and after us. The organizing of us as well as putting it together was successfully completed by none other than our captain, Abbey Forrest. ๐Ÿ’œ #collaboration #poets #collaborationpoetry #collabs #poetesses #soul #poetry #poems #poetry addicts #poetrylovers #writers #broken #stories #aspirations #poetrycommunity #writer #writerscommunity #poetryforthesoul #lost #poetrygram #spilledwords #spilledink #wordswithqueens #words

love is a weapon.
@sofpoetry

love is a weapon.

from top to bottom,
my face read
like a war declaration
between some other
catastrophic  revelation;
written from right to left,
like an air bubble
finding water,
just to be,
how we crave boundaries to,
mark our head and it's
territories,
sometimes the lines get blurred,
the whole universe
seeps through,
my lungs are coagulated
with being.
I read my ravings over and over,
I'd call her 
a self-absorbed maniac,
I'm still deciding if I dug too much out of myself and made a void,
for everything paranoid,
out there to seep in those pores.
or if I kept writing layers of skins,
like tattos on punk kids,
Plath's oven was domesticated in my head, mad girl's love song was my national anthem in between hymns about shrouds and graveyards, dark nights and
half lit beige pages on fire,
trying to make a sire
out of these papers,
I don't know if these little
stitches I add to the hem of my shroud, are strengthening the noose hanging from the ceiling,
or tightening my nerves around  carotenoid and it's left shellings.
- meenal
#chaoticscraps
@almostmeenal

from top to bottom, my face read like a war declaration between some other catastrophic revelation; written from right to left, like an air bubble finding water, just to be, how we crave boundaries to, mark our head and it's territories, sometimes the lines get blurred, the whole universe seeps through, my lungs are coagulated with being. I read my ravings over and over, I'd call her a self-absorbed maniac, I'm still deciding if I dug too much out of myself and made a void, for everything paranoid, out there to seep in those pores. or if I kept writing layers of skins, like tattos on punk kids, Plath's oven was domesticated in my head, mad girl's love song was my national anthem in between hymns about shrouds and graveyards, dark nights and half lit beige pages on fire, trying to make a sire out of these papers, I don't know if these little stitches I add to the hem of my shroud, are strengthening the noose hanging from the ceiling, or tightening my nerves around carotenoid and it's

Can't you hear a pitter-pat?
And that happy tune 
is your step.
Life can be so sweet
On the sunny side
of the street.
.
I hope you know the tune,
I used to sing it with my dad on the weekend while he made breakfast.
Heโ€™d put on albums like Politely by Keely Smith & Iโ€™d sing my heart out.
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He tried to teach me how to dance by letting me stand on his feet while we โ€œdancedโ€ to music by Gene Krupa, Louis Armstrong, Louis Prima, Benny Goodman, Nat King Cole.
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Around that time I found out he used to play the trumpet.
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It inspired my short lived interest in piano, I found sheet music for On the Sunny Side of the Street and taught myself how to play it.
.
Last night, The Branford Marsalis Quartet played their version, every warm memory filled. my. soul. up. .
Thank you my Jules for taking me, I loved telling you about my memory and watching you well up. Wedding song ? ๐Ÿ˜ฑ (just kidding). I love you. .
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@peekies

Can't you hear a pitter-pat? And that happy tune is your step. Life can be so sweet On the sunny side of the street. . I hope you know the tune, I used to sing it with my dad on the weekend while he made breakfast. Heโ€™d put on albums like Politely by Keely Smith & Iโ€™d sing my heart out. . He tried to teach me how to dance by letting me stand on his feet while we โ€œdancedโ€ to music by Gene Krupa, Louis Armstrong, Louis Prima, Benny Goodman, Nat King Cole. . Around that time I found out he used to play the trumpet. . It inspired my short lived interest in piano, I found sheet music for On the Sunny Side of the Street and taught myself how to play it. . Last night, The Branford Marsalis Quartet played their version, every warm memory filled. my. soul. up. . Thank you my Jules for taking me, I loved telling you about my memory and watching you well up. Wedding song ? ๐Ÿ˜ฑ (just kidding). I love you. . #ericrevis #branfordmarsalis #jazzmusic #paperjournalmag #poetryofig

This is one of my fan favorites and I finally got a good recording. This is from February 20, 2018 at an open mic by @bronxpoetry event. It's quite erotic so let me know what you think in the comments below....๐Ÿคฏ .
I am co-founder in a new unique brand/movement for RAW ARTISTRY called @wordvomitpoets. please go follow our page. We have a weekly open mic now in Harlem, NY. .
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@tonii2eyes

This is one of my fan favorites and I finally got a good recording. This is from February 20, 2018 at an open mic by @bronxpoetry event. It's quite erotic so let me know what you think in the comments below....๐Ÿคฏ . I am co-founder in a new unique brand/movement for RAW ARTISTRY called @wordvomitpoets. please go follow our page. We have a weekly open mic now in Harlem, NY. . . #openmic #nycopenmic #nyc #sing #wordvomitpoets #erotixopenmic #music #comedy #poet #spokenword #musician #nightout #mocalounge #black #quotes #poem #creative #poetrygram #standup #painting #paintings #erotix #writingislife #harlem #harlemnyc #newyorkpoetry #beautiful #poetry

๐˜พ๐™ค๐™ข๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ *๐™†๐˜ผ๐™๐™ˆ๐˜ผ* ๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™—๐™ฎ ๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™– ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿปโคต๏ธ
@ana_writes

๐˜พ๐™ค๐™ข๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ *๐™†๐˜ผ๐™๐™ˆ๐˜ผ* ๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™—๐™ฎ ๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™– ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿปโคต๏ธ

Thinking about how to when there is still love but it's just not meant to be โœ
@lenamoraa

Thinking about how to when there is still love but it's just not meant to be โœ

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That
silent
scream
of dreams manifesting
in mellow hearts
of raging fire
@hellcatsyoga

โ€ข That silent scream of dreams manifesting in mellow hearts of raging fire

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