poem – Becoming The Muse

Of Resting Ninja LadyBug

Image by DjDT3 Beneath the bloom of the night,The lady bug rests from the fight,Swords seemingly forgotten,lay idle,yet words misbegottenmay kindle,A deadly dance with a fatal embraceBeneath the shadow of…

Of Coffee and Valentines with DigiPoems

17 Feb 202017 Feb 2020

If you were having coffee with me, I would be happy you braved the rain to come and visit. It’s been raining lately a lot almost as if to cover…

Of David Genaro

5 Feb 20206 Feb 2020

After all,the blood sacrifices I have made and my friends and familyturned combatant circle,like rugged greedy jackals,sniffing at the stench,of their own dark dank fear.I endure I am warrior,I am…

Of Afro Samurai Creed: Cut

What happens when an inksmith meets a wordsmith about a swordsmith? Artwork by Chalet Facebook: That’s Stanky Productions Twitter: @DjDt3 Instagram: DjDontTouchTheTrim Words by me Creed of the Afro Samurai…

Of An Afro Samurai’s Creed: Cut

What happens when an inksmith meets a wordsmith about a swordsmith? Artwork by Chalet Facebook: That’s Stanky Productions Twitter: @DjDt3 Instagram: DjDontTouchTheTrim Words by me Creed of the Afro Samurai…

Of Star Gazing Into Tomorrow

26 Sep 201826 Sep 2018

Sometimes the random tweets I post wind up inspiring someone and magic just like poetry happens........ https://twitter.com/Beatonm5/status/840251077110910976 https://twitter.com/melaninsodark/status/1042088223542071298 We can sit and talk or we can sit and stare at…

Of An Ode To Time

18 Sep 201818 Sep 2018

Existing as a whole, Yet uniquely, Fragmented, Balanced, The weakness of strength Counter balanced by The strength in weakness Infinite possibilities, All linked, as the time piece turns, Measuring, Ticking,…

Of Heart Petals In The Wind

22 Feb 201822 Feb 2018

Once upon a time, I stood by the window, I watched as the breeze, Blew away with harsh ease, Petals from the flowers in my china mug vase, I watched…

Of UnBreaking

Hearts, Hearts are delicate but never fragile, They bruise but neither broken nor unravel Like pieces of a favoured porcelain mug With a bit of patience and a lot of…

Of The Broken Mugged Man

18 Feb 201818 Feb 2018

Broken china cup pieces, Litter the kitchen floor, I am awake picking up the shards, A fragment of a red red heart, Broken, Just like mine, Losing words and…

Defining Moments…

Of Why I Write

I am genetically engineered to write, My genes are punctuated with metaphors, And an irresistible need to write.. I am writer, It's not what I do, It is who I…

Of My Selfish Love

25 Jul 201725 Jul 2017

being loved by a writer; Dear Muse; When I say I'm in love with you, I mean I am selfishly in love with you I love myself through you. I…