A. SUPREME

YOU HAVE 1 NEW MESSAGE








Talk wit Ur thumbs
Nevr wit Ur gums
Talk wit Ur thumbs 2 me-e-e-e
Don't say a wrd
Bcause U wont B heard
So talk wit Ur thumbs 2 me-e
Woo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-oooooo-Woo
Talk
Talk

(c)2010 A. Supreme

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A. SUPREME

HURRICANES







Why are the hurricanes all named Sharon?
And Mary and Bill and names like Karen?
Why don't they give them a name
that is hard to say like Rasheeda,
Keyshaun, Tameka or Dontay?

If I got a job at the Hurricane Center
I'd sneak into the computer room
and via keyboard I'd enter
some hurricane names that
would make you say
they must have a Brother
naming them that way.

(c)2010 A. Supreme

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NELSON MARRERO

MY LIFE FEELS LIKE IT'S CURSED






Why am I always the victim?

I try and escape but the memories won’t let me
Am I here to be lost and not find my true purpose?
Or is this the life my misfortune has chosen?

It’s not my fault
They continue to tell me
But my life does not change
So why don’t they help me

To reach for my future and release this inside me
‘Cause my time is wasting
at least that’s what they tell me

Is my life a curse?
Or is it just my surroundings
If I move from this place
Will the pain
Will it still find me?
If I change my appearance and take these scars from my face
Will this creature inside me disappear from this place?

If I lose all my habits and forget all the shame
Will this beast that has found me
Leave and just go away
No… this is his mission
He’s after my soul and where did he start this
In a place I called home

But it was more like a nightmare
Why didn’t they wake me?

And now when I ask
Nobody will face me …..

Is it because they believe
That somehow I deserved this

I can’t really tell
‘Cause all I see is their weakness


Every where that I go
It always pursues me
In the bathroom
The kitchen
And even the hallway

This curse follows me all around like it owns me

But what can I say
About the ones who disowned me
They gave me a reason to fight and oppose them
‘Cause I finally realize I was letting them own me

So I close my eyes
To forget my misfortune

And wonder why
I was not an abortion

It would have been better
Than this life of distortion

I know I’m the victim
But does that mean I’m worthless

So now I stand here
My life in caution
Slowly taking each day
With exhaustion
Really just waiting
For all of them to be done
Need to get to the finish
‘Cause I feel like I’m done.

(c)2010 Nelson Marrero

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W.A.

THE BIG APPLE





There’s a lot to say for LA
And San Francisco gets a yea
Cheers for Boston and Dallas too
And San Diego has a view
Lots of cities come to mind
Where living is mighty fine
But for the very best, no need to grapple
Hands down it’s our Big Apple!

(c)2010 W.A.

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LOVE WITH NO CONDITIONS









I love my car
She never leaves me
Never asks where I’ve been
Or where I’m going
Or how long I’m gonna be gone
Always stays right where I put her
Until I return
And doesn’t complain
Just opens up and lets me in
And we start again
Wherever we left off.

(c)2010 A. Supreme

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EVE HALL

A BAD DAY, A GOOD NIGHT









Working hard all day; rough hands, tired feet.
The phone rings, upset voices.
Stressful work conditions.
Starved, almost lunchtime.
Food comes, server plops it on my table.
Do not want to go off on her,
Like I did the other day.
Home at last, slippers waiting for me.
My bath water running; bubbles everywhere
You lying in bed, looking like, Adonis.
You beckon me to come near, my towel drops.
A bad day, turns into a good night.

(c)2010 Eve Hall

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MARIA ARROYO

POKE









Once upon a time (this ain’t no joke)
I looked to my right and behold there was a poke
so I sent it back and much to my surprise
here came another and another that’s no lie
so as I sit here going through my posts
...(tharr be more) I see the pokes
from the ones who send the most ok...
I'm stuck here with no other line to say
so I'll keepa poking and be on my way.

(c)2010 Maria Arroyo

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E.S.

BURDEN OF PROOF






Miracles do happen…and my life has become a treasure of...
extraordinary circumstances...because of you...There will always be hardships…yet the showers of joy rained upon my soul keeping me faithful and my hopes alive to smell your sensuous fragrance of compassion. Turmoil has no place in this lover of life and just for today...the clouds have opened its majestic and the gates of heaven have welcomed my love for you eve...How eloquent the path to romance can be...when adoration accompanies your every sequential moment of intent...I have loved you for so long...I used to sit in the sandbox…of playful situations as a child watching how butterflies passionately entertained one another on spring days of pleasure…wondering what’s it like to be as free as they seemed to be…As a young man I secluded myself in the middle of open fields, dreaming about what it would be like to cuddle in your arms and caress what makes you smile…maybe hearing your laughter soar along in magical ways of cheerful...persuasion. I have always been in wonderment of you...and not knowing when you were coming. It’s like waiting for happiness to captivate you, knowing one doesn’t have the power of time within its grasp...So my dear I must say…it has been absolutely breathtaking and my void stands fulfilled. There are no limitations…nor are there any boundaries which can keep the obsession and fervor I have for you. You have fulfilled the prophecy of this lover and your arrival into my life upon chariots of exhilaration is nothing but an awesome experience of immeasurable conditions…delivered by...burden of proof.

(c)ES 2010

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BIRDIE HOUSTON

A Time To Forgive






There's a time to forgive
A time to embrace
A time to put a smile
Back on a frowned face
A time to calm
A time to scream
A time to relax
A time to dream
Let go of sorrows
Lingering grief
Slow down your anger
Stand tall to beliefs
Love yourself
Repair inner soul
For seasons will come
When you will grow old
Win your battles
Fight the good fight
Don't ever let darkness
Cover your light

(c) 2010 Birdie Houston

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H.K. BROADY

PERPETUAL SWIMMER





I hold my head high in the Rain,
I smile over troubled Seas,
Restless at Rest and
Resting in restless motion.
I am the perpetual swimmer!
Making FRANTIC strokes,
and Empty waves,
Yet leaving not the tiniest ripple.

(c) 2004 H.K. Broady

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