Little chips of evening
hang in air like
laundry on the line;
they bring to mind
the blue slot branch
dissolving in summer,
glimpsed from the roof,
or the way the metro
cascaded the station
in rippling silver armor,
or our little burial
under sterile spruce -
I remember you
in your dress of cherries,
your cola-tinted glasses
reflecting a gold hoof of sun
as you threw sway.
But now it's winter,
you're gone away,
the evening slithers
over battlements
& night wrenches in
with fists of crows,
the dollop of moon
clots by the back,
the heart sheds a skin.
Nothing's like it was
when you were here.

Rude, infant cloud,
stamping east -
will you carry
something for me?
Bleachy lump, shroud,
linen's careless crease
in bloodless aerie,
trawl a lyric to quay.
White-headed, bowed
beneath high fleece,
insolent taffy, ferry
over salt-rutted sea:
Take them, these words -
before I ask the birds.

Your name is scrawled
in the sun this morning,
& the lilies are bursting
from their green fists -
new shadows croon
from bedsheet tents,
& tiny kites of frost
play telephone lines
under teacup cumulus:
the world is your empire,
even the white lawn
flaming with winter
under the death's head
evergreen is yours now.
My suitcase eyes
will make delivery
before coffee is served.

Look, up in the clouds
full of black horizontals;
a night is born

in little dawdles,
in brown day bank gasps,
earliest stars bowling to break.

I am here, with you, under it;
planning to grant you
the little pictures

that you so desire.
This chapter belongs
to us; to us.

Look, left of the moon,
by the rain steeples;
a night is born.

Some yellow has gone,
bleeding in the valley.

Night lisps forward,
soft as ether,

as blossoms of bay laurel.
The moon stains the east,

& errant glimmers
founder in the cloud ditches.

The trees gather ice,
pages of silence,

smeared with identity.
Let this winter end

with an escape -
let this blood gallop

from black lots filled
with daggers of self.

Move me to
the necklace of river -

away from this inheritance
that stirs the dark.

Like the footprint of rain in the gaze of sun
The ghost of a torrent, now has come undone
Woman of beauty, barely 22
This woman could be me or could be you
Feels the depth of earth like it is her womb
This nasty world of men diggin' her tomb
What a waste it is brimming with bliss
When your noose's disguised inside a kiss
Love comes and it goes, just like the wind blows
She falls in love but here come its woes
Woman of beauty, barely 22
This woman could be me or could be you
Sells her heart to strangers and thieves
Numb in the chest, She's no breath to breathe
Like the footprint of rain by the edge of shore
One moment she was and then was no more.

Tina RSH

Ya Know... Yesterday...
A Young Lady said...

"Big Virge, you really
have a way with words !"

It Was A Web Comment...
That She Had Left...
About A Couple of Lines...
In A Poem of Mine...

Called... " The Test of Stress "...

A Compliment PRIMED...
By THESE Big Virge Rhymes...

"We need to feed our minds,
with more than talk of war,
and, crossing swords !"

A Cool Comment Fa' SURE... !!!
But The Poem Was MORE...
About A **** Whose Jaws...
Made My Anger SOAR... !!!!!!!!!

To The Point Where WAR...
Became The Thing I SAW... !!!

But Moving ON.....................
I Think Her Comment Was WRONG...

I Have A Way With VERSE...
That Deals In... TRUTH... !!!

Like Those Who Use HERBS...
To... CALM Their Mood...

So I Guess She Was RIGHT... !?!
Cos' The Lines That She LIKED...
Were Written To RELEASE............................ ..
What Was... SWELLING IN ME... !!!!!

A Wish To SEE...
That *** WIPE... Bleed... !!!!!
Just Like Ladies Do... " Periodically ".........

Okay... Here We GO...
Cos' It's Time To SHOW...

The Ways My Words Flow...
Just Like The GOOD TIMES ROLL... !!!!!

But BEFORE I Impart...
Wordplay That Is SHARP... !!!

Let Me SAY THIS...
From... MY HEART... !!!

I Have A Way With TRUTH...

Because Words I Use...
Are NOT ALWAYS Cool... !!!!!!

SOME Have Called Them CRUDE... !!!
and QUITE A Few Take The View...
That I'm An... ANGRY BRUTE... !!!!!

Whose Words BURST Balloons...
And... BUBBLES TOO... !!!

And As For The Girls...
Well I Speak TOO MUCH Truth...
To Suggest That I'm... " A Dude "...

Who Has... " A Way With Words "... ?!?

NOT With **** Ladies...
Who Wanna Have Some Babies...
But Maybe YES... Just MAYBE... ???

That's Because Big Virge Plays SAFELY...
Cos' Ladies... REAL Slim Shady...
Can Border On Being CRAZY... !!!!!!!!!

See I'm A... CRAZY Lyricist...
When It Comes To FLIPPING Scripts... !!!

I FLIP Em' Like... A CRIP...
Whose BLOOD Is DIFFERENT Kids... !!!!!!!!

My Words Are Used To Sometimes SHOOT...
At Targets MARKED Like WARRIOR SHARKS...
Who Have The HEART To Hunt In The DARK... !!!

See My Words Shed LIGHT...
On... POINTLESS Fights...
But ALWAYS FAVOUR...
A GREEN Light Sabre... !!!!!

Because My Flavour...
Is SOMETHING To SAVOUR...
When I PEPPER Vaders'...
... INHALER With LABOUR "...
of That of... A SLAYER...
CAPED Like THAT CRUSADER...
Who BREAKS Terminators... !!!!!

... " I'll Be BACK ! "...
For YOU... HATERS... !!!

Cos I'm An Empire BREAKER...
As Well As GOOD NEIGHBOUR... !!!!!

DON'T Cross Me Like FADERS...
Cos' Your Name AIN'T... " Roc' Raida' "... !!!!!!

R. I. P.... To THAT Man... !!!

Now You See I'm ADVANCED...
Lyrically... I ENHANCE...

The Usage of Verse...
Through Wordplay That WORKS... !!!

NOT... " Kendrick Lamar "...
Big Virge AIN'T That HARD... !!!

Wait A Minute That's FARCE... !!!

NO DISS To The Yute'...
He's Doing His DO... !!!

But DON'T Be FOOLED... !!!
My Age And My STATUS...
Is WAY ABOVE... " Playas' "...
Now CLAIMING BIG FAME...

When They LACK The Game...
To Use Words... THIS WAY... !!!

Poems To Raps...
That Make Campers MAD... !!!

YUP... I AM THAT Man... !!!

Whose Words OVERSTAND...
Humanity's... FALL... !!!

So My Words Make The CALL...
For Us To... STAND TALL...

And USE Words Like Debaters...
Whose Values Are GREATER...
Than Using.... " N-Words "...
Just To... STACK Paper... ?!?

Is THIS What Our Words...
Have Now Become WORTH... ?!?

DON'T TRY To Play SMART...
Because Your Music CHARTS... !!!

You CAN'T Be... " A STAR "...
When EARTH's Where You're PARKED... !!!!!

To THINK That You ARE...
IS CLEARLY... PURE FARCE... !?!

Fame Fortune and GREED...
Has Made Currency FIENDS...
Who NOW FORSAKE Truth...

Just To... " Look COOL "... ?!?

Our Words ARE A TOOL...
That When SUITABLY Used...
Can YES... Make A DIFFERENCE...
To... MIS-INFORMED Children... !!!!!

I DEFEND To The END... !!!
These Things Through Poems...
That Speak On The World...
How People Now Work...
And How People HURT... !!!

And Things Well Observed... !!!
That SHOW Why This Girl...
Was Quite... UNRESERVED...

In Suggesting That I... Have...

... " A Way With Words "...

Ya Know I've Heard It Said By Older Heads...
COMPETITION Is Part of Human STRENGTH... !!!

That's TRUE I Guess But Now Detect...
Competitions NOW Have Got DEFECTS... !!!
And DON'T Give Wealth To Humanity's Health... !!!

I'm Older Now So See Just How...
Competitions... DROWN...
Because of CLOWNS...
Now CLAIMING Crowns... !?!

As If They're... KINGS... ?!?
When They're Just.............
COMPETING... WEAKLINGS... !!!!!

Like Heads NOW Kicking Lyrics...
That LACK The Depth And Slickness...
In Verse BIG VIRGE Be Bringing... !!!

My Poems Leave Heads RINGING... !!!
Because My Words Keep STINGING... !!!
Like Cobras That Be... SPITTING... !!!

In The Faces of FAKES Who Just Can't Take...
STRONG BRANDS of SHARP Wordplay... !!!!!!

They QUICKLY Run For Cover...
When They DISCOVER The Rocks I'm Under... !!!

Cos' My Venom EXTENDS...
... PROBLEMS For Them... !!!!!

Because My Chem'... HITS Ventricles...
And Blends To FEND Like Tentacles... !!!!!

That STING These Kids Like JELLYFISH... !!!!!
A... " Man o War "... For SURE... !!!!
When I HIT Shores Competitors ROAR...

"Okay Big Virge, No More, NO MORE !"......

Or Like DURAN... "No Mas No Mas !"

When I Start To PEPPER...
Their Head Like... LEONARD...
Cos' I'm The... Sugar Ray...
Wordplay... HEAVYWEIGHT... !!!!!!!!

TOO HEAVY To Be Found...
On... ANY Dub Plate... !!!!!!!

My Competition Dissipates......................... ..............
And Disintegrates Because They're AFRAID...
of The Kind of Wordplay I Choose To DISPLAY...
... That DESTROYS These FAKES... !!!!!

Competition They CLAIM...
To Want... ALL DAY... !!!

Til' I STAKE My Claim...
To Enter... CENTRE STAGE... !!!
And HIT LAME BRAINS...
With My... MIND SPRAY... !!!!!

I DAMAGE These FOOLS...
Just Like... " JERU "...

Compete With... WHO... ?!?
I'm The Doctor... WHOSE...
Competitive Words Have BIGGER BOOTS...
Than... COMPETITIVE JERKS...
Whose Verse... Lacks Worth... !!!

COMPETITIVE Dudes...
Who Were Born To LOSE... !!!!!!

I Compete With... ME...
NOT GLORY Hunting Freaks... !!!

Because...

EVERY TIME I Rhyme Alphabet Letters...
I'm Trying To BETTER My Form of VENDETTA...
To STAND For... MORE...
Than THESE WHORISH Trend Setters... !!!

I'm A VERBAL GO GETTER...
NEVER Late But... FOREVER... !!!

A Man Whose VIEWS...
COMPETE To... CONSUME...
VOLUMES In Rooms...
Who CHOOSE To REFUSE...

WORDPLAY I USE...
I'm A Bit... " CONFUSED "... ???

When It Seems They CHOOSE...
To BELIEVE It's... COOL...
When These FOOLS Exude...
SO MUCH... ATTITUDE...
About... " How They DEFEAT ! "...

EVERYBODY They Meet...
When It Comes To... FREESTIES'...
That They KICK Over Beats... !!!!!?!!!!!

They're QUICK To APPLAUD...
These... Lyrical FRAUDS... ?!?
Who COMPETE To Hear ROARS...
When They're... Treading The Boards... !!!

COMPETITIVE... Actors... !!!
Kind of Like An X Factor...
For... Wannabee Rappers...
Who … LACK The Bite...
of..... VELOCIRAPTORS...... !!!!!!!!

As For The... Gun Clappers...
They Take JOOK' Like SLAPPERS... !!!!!!

When... Like A SLACK Gangster...
They Get SHOT In The CRAPPER...
Cos' Their **** LOST It's HAMMER... !!!!!!

I Make These FOOLS... " S T T T TAMMER "... !!!!!
When I Utilise... GRAMMAR...
That HAMMERS Like BANNER... !!!

OKAY I Mean... THOR... !!!
COMPETING... Fa' SURE... !!!
When It Comes To A Cause...
WORTH... FIGHTING For... !!!!!

I COMPETE On... Spirit Levels...
That DISHEVEL These DEVILS... !!!
Who... CLEARLY Seem To REVEL...
In Being Given... MEDALS...
For NONSENSE That They PEDAL... !!!

Like PRIEST My HEAVY MENTAL...
Is How I... BURN And SETTLE...

Scores With... BROADS...
I Mean... GIRLS Of Course... !!!

Who... CLEARLY LIKE To See...
THESE Gangster Wannabes'...
COMPETING For Their *****... !!!!

NO MORE Do I CONCEDE... !!!
To PANDER To Their Schemes... !!!

My Competition FEEDS...
OFF MORE Than They Could Be... !!!!!!!!

My Competition NEEDS...
To Make A... BETTER ME... !!!!!

NOT To PROVE To... " Peeps' "...
That I'm BETTER Than Jay-Z... !?!?!

I'd RATHER Be... " The V "...
Whose VENDETTAS COMPETE...
AGAINST The... Powers That Be... !!!!

And FIND A... HIGHER Mission...
Than Being... SOLELY DRIVEN...
To Fighting For... A PITTANCE... ?!?

In PETTY.............

……. " COMPETITION " …….

Work the bread and the butter to the bone,
Let it penetrate your pores,
Become your very blood,
A part of your soul,
Emerge a hero of your own.

Because if you’re not then who?
Who,
Who,
Who, who will be your own?

A true part of your heart.

Work the bread and butter to the bone,
Be the magic you speak of so,
Have it become your flesh and core,
The vital part of your all,
Emerge victorious on your own.

Because if you’re not then who?
Who,
Who,
Who, who will be your own but you,
Who will be the fuel but you,
Who will have the power but you?

Don’t lie to the single being who is a must for you to have a life,
                                                                          
for you to have it all,
Emerge a…
Emerge vic..
Emerge a…
Emerge vic…

You know thyself too well to lie.