They call him wimp
cause he writes
They call him pimp
cause he fights
Bury the pimp on Saturday
But that wimp's
going home tonight
©Tia L. Clarke 2009
A journey in the life of a 4'11" short poetic giant. My emotions, My life, My words. "I write for the same reason I breathe-because if I didn't, I would die. -Isaac Asimov
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Pharoah
Critical
Pivotal
Sat by you
So calm
In the presence
Of a
King
Power
you possess
I’m a mess
Intrigued
By you
Smile
Shines
Melts me
Lick me up
Scoop me
Like rum raisin
In your cup
Body
Rippled like
The waves
In your hair
You must
Have built
Those pyramids
By yourself
Fought
Many battles
All won
I can not
Will not
Let you lose
I refuse
I give you me
My mind
My body
Egypt
Does not
Deserve you
Come on
Let me
Serve you
Pharoah
©Tia L. Clarke 2009
Pivotal
Sat by you
So calm
In the presence
Of a
King
Power
you possess
I’m a mess
Intrigued
By you
Smile
Shines
Melts me
Lick me up
Scoop me
Like rum raisin
In your cup
Body
Rippled like
The waves
In your hair
You must
Have built
Those pyramids
By yourself
Fought
Many battles
All won
I can not
Will not
Let you lose
I refuse
I give you me
My mind
My body
Egypt
Does not
Deserve you
Come on
Let me
Serve you
Pharoah
©Tia L. Clarke 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
reputation
all you have
worth
more to you
than just
telling me the truth
worth
more to you
than just doing
what you'll say you'll do
not there because you want to be
just because you promised me
and can't mess up
your reputation
reputation
solicitation
of the real
or unreal
feelings for me
can't disappoint me
for yourself
but I love me
believe
since your reputation is all you have
I can leave
©Tia L. Clarke 2008
all you have
worth
more to you
than just
telling me the truth
worth
more to you
than just doing
what you'll say you'll do
not there because you want to be
just because you promised me
and can't mess up
your reputation
reputation
solicitation
of the real
or unreal
feelings for me
can't disappoint me
for yourself
but I love me
believe
since your reputation is all you have
I can leave
©Tia L. Clarke 2008
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