the blonde poet

the blonde poet May 2015

My brain is so full of ideas,
And they bounce around day and night.
And until I put them on paper,
They march back and forth
Left ...
Right...
*Left.

the blonde poet May 2015

Spilled Milk

When you get in such a zone,
That the words pour all over.
And I for one,
Am not one to cry
over spilled milk.

the blonde poet May 2015

A Poets Diet [10W]

Vegetables ~ loose LEAF
Candy ~ passion
Meat ~ words
Utensils ~ your hands

Every meal (poem) needs a healthy balance of these things (:

the blonde poet May 2015

stick of ice

She must have stabbed my heart with a stick of ice.
Because while the physical evidence melted away,
the coldness lingers

the blonde poet May 2015

When a rapper writes a poem [6W]

He drops his quill ink pen.

#art #6words

the blonde poet Apr 2015

cards

But we won't sit around and just hope and just pray,
And although this may sound just a bit too cliché,
We must deal with the hand we were dealt here today,
Cuz the fate of the world is in the cards that we play.

Another excerpt. Work in progress!