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Monday, April 9, 2012
Hallzies Poetry corner: Snake Spit.
Hallzies Poetry corner: Snake Spit.: I see your scales. I hear your hiss. I’m watching the way you slither. Stay back! Way back. Don’t bother comi...
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Snake Spit.
I see your scales.
I hear your hiss.
I’m watching the way you slither.
Stay back!
Way back.
Don’t bother coming hither.
The venom you secrete is toxic and vile.
I’m in no mood for your sadistic bile.
You slither about pretending to a friend when in reality you’re a foe.
You're retched ,conniving, and backstabbing.
You're the lowest of the low.
Conceal your fangs if you want to.
I’m already on your game.
You’re only delighted when you’re causing pain.
I refuse to get insnared in your coils of misery and fall prey to your hissing lies.
I see you for what you are and nothing more.
So if you’d like to strike go ahead and try.
I’m cloaked in the truth. The anti venom to your lies.
You might as well slither away now, for if you strike.
You’ll surely die!
copyright 4/19/12 HLH
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Monday, March 12, 2012
The caged bird
You spread your wings too far apart and flew too close to the sun.
You looked for other ways to live life and saw none.
You lie awake restless and wondering when you'll see this place again.
You want desperately for someone to open your cage so that you may flee, to spread your wings again and to be free. Fear not , your day is coming soon.
Take heart to all the lessons you learned in your cage so that when your freedom comes you may bloom.
For freedom is but a state of mind. A cage is just a room.
I dedicate this poem To My father, and all other prisoners and parolees in the U.S penal system.
The worst part is already over brotha's and sista's.
Keep ya head up. All you have to do now is live righteously and you can't fail.
copy right 3/12/12 HLH
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Monday, March 5, 2012
Ascend?
I’m just sitting here cherishing the sunshine
All the while anticipating the rain
Running from loss
Chasing the gain
Showing my strength and pride
Masking my pain
Holden of for dear life trying not go insane.
My thoughts trail off in dew like vapor.
If tranquility is steel.
Then anguish must be paper.
So what to do?
Embrace it or run from it?
It’s not here yet
I’ll think nothing more of it.
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Tuesday, November 23, 2010
The art of me
Today I’m off to a fresh start.
I’m leaving tomorrow behind and working on my futures art.
I’m dipping my brush and pushing my pen.
I’m not worried about past blotches nor blunders.
I’m not concentrating on the clocks’ ticking thunder.
I’m creating.
I’m just flowing not debating.
No hang-ups or frowns.
No new cases of the get me downs.
What am I making you ask?
I’ll tell you when I know.
Right now. I'm just enjoying the task.
copyright 11/23/10 HLH
I’m leaving tomorrow behind and working on my futures art.
I’m dipping my brush and pushing my pen.
I’m not worried about past blotches nor blunders.
I’m not concentrating on the clocks’ ticking thunder.
I’m creating.
I’m just flowing not debating.
No hang-ups or frowns.
No new cases of the get me downs.
What am I making you ask?
I’ll tell you when I know.
Right now. I'm just enjoying the task.
copyright 11/23/10 HLH
Monday, November 1, 2010
Autum prelude
Now Hear the rustling leaves.
Feel the cool autumn breeze.
Listen closely and you'll hear the wind whisper a tale.
Night sets in and it chimes it's bell.
Nature awaits in readiness as it prepares to sip from life's harvest well.
The elixir will be potent yet relaxing.
Soothing the body from ware and easing the mind from taxing thoughts.
Accepting all that and remembering yet releasing all that has been lost.
Down the frothy brew.
Let it trickle slowly down your pallet.
Savor every sweet and bitter sip.
Let it flush your cheeks and tingle your lips.
Now tilt your goblet and raise your neck to gaze at the dusk drenched sky.
Give thanks to for this blessing.
Kneel and be humble.
Aspire to be great.
Embrace all the seasons miracles.. both great and small
Turn your inhibitions like the color on leaves.
Bare witness to fall.
copyright 11/1/10 HLH
copyright 11/1/10 HLH
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Resolve
I paid my dues and earned my place.
I poured salt in my wounds and used blood to wash my face.
I iced my veins to freeze out all taunts
I muffled the sound of my needs and trampled the growth sprits of my wants and desire's
I forged myself in pain's fire
In hopes of reaching and transcending beyond triumph's spire.
Here I stand.
Rolled in ash.
Dipped in fire.
Sharpened to perfection and ready to smite all of life's liars.
Balanced
Keen
Razor sharp.
Impassive.
New foresight and highly evolved.
I'm now cold and calculating.
Free flowing yet impassive.
Impossible to solve.
I've achieved oneness.
I have found a new resolve.
copyright 10/27/10 HLH
copyright 10/27/10 HLH
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