"wuz" poems
I am not a *****
Labelled by the past racist ****
I'm not black
That is a color and mostly
Associated with magic and evil
I am not a *****
***** meaning black in Spanish
Applying to the same
As the three lines above
I am not not African American
I have never seen nor been to Africa
Africans don't claim us
Nor do they reap like us
They had there time in slavery
But never like us so called Blacks
Along with the Indians and Mexicans
So i ve thoroughly researched
And my roots trace back
To being a descendant of kings and queens
A Hebrew
Ya see Hollywood knows the truth
It is a secret that's long needing
To be unsealed
Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 6:12 PM UTC
Jah kidding? One hit?
Tought you wuz a reggae mon.
Go home, ya eyes red.
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 6:20 PM UTC
Ah wuz lookin oot o' mah winder and ah saw this lad
wi' a barry wee lassie gaun' up the hill.
-Wair the **** d'ye think you're gaun tae? ah yells oot.
But the daft ***** didnae answer at aww,
must've been oot o' thir ****** heids wi' E's or summat,
d'ye ken what ah'm tellin' ye,ye daft radge?
-Wair ye're ******* going? ah yells a couple mair times
and finally the gadge yells back to ays,
-Up the ******* hill tae fetch a pail o' ******* watter,
me Ma's hud her fuckin' taps turned oaf by the fuckin' Corporation,
which is a ******* pain in the erse ah had ter agree.
I realised ah knew the wee **** Jack but,
eh wuz an auld classmate of ays and eh's hung oot wi' ma brar n me,
when we wuz bairns oan the Scheme,eh?
-That's a bonny wee lassie ye've goat wi' ye, there Jack, ah yelled,
thinking ah'd nae kick her oot o' mah scratcher
withoot gi'ing her a guid ride.
Ah huvtae sey ah recognised hir as a wee ****
called Jill from the Scheme, a right tidy wee ride
in mah opinion wi' a guid little ***** on hir, as ah recall.
-Mind ye're own fuckin' business, the **** yells back at ays,
takin' the pail in yin hand and the hoor's wee hand in the other yin.
Ah can tell ye ah totally pished meself wi' laughter
when the pair o' they wide ***** fell doon,
Jack breakin' his fuckin' croon n the groond,
ah'm sure he nivver meant it tae happen,
'n eh mustae squashed his ******* bawws
as eh fell doon n aww from the wey he screamed oot,
but the wee lassie cam tumbling doon the ****** hill n aww,
heid n **** oor her fuckin' erse
'n ah could see she wasnae wearin' any ****** *******
'n her ***** was on display under her skirt.
Ah wouldnae expect anything else from a wee hoor,eh?
-Dinnae worry, ah'll com and help ye, ah called oot,
but when ah goat thir, both o them wis deid,
ah thoat o' gittin mah hole wi' the deid lassie n aww,
but you shouldnae dae that, it's no respectful tae wimmin,
'n eywis, the polis might trace me through the DNA,
those ***** are clivvir 'n aw, ye ken.
So ah contented mesel' wi' rummidging through the poakits
o' the lad's jaykit tae see if eh hud ehs payment from the Joab Centre,
but the daft **** mustae spent it aww on a boatil or two o Grants,
ah ken ah'd hae done the same mahsel'.
And there wasnae a penny in the lassie's purse,
so ah thoat ah'd jus' **** oaf doon the ******
'n ask some **** tae call the hoaspital and the ****** polis.
Eh?
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 7:34 AM UTC
A couple wuz beading up
for a chi chi day
She drunkenly laughed
**** stained her dress
A olive skin woman
in golden glitter pasties
Offered neon *** shots
near 10 in the morning
A chubby girl dressed
in a black fishnet body suit
selling face paintings
while her supple *******
Jiggled in your face
A black man occupied
A most different plain
Sat behind two chess boards
wasn't gettin paid
Two SAP cars parked
At Royal Sonesta curb
idling to taxi exec sappers
back to the friendly skies
****** whippin glitter girl
Shakin her money maker
Lookin hard at her wares
What the hell she sellin?
Across the street
miked up bible thumper
Doin his groove thing
Raged against the ***** show
Ca ching ca ching ca ching
I ducked a bity bee
Flying at my face
I'm walkin Bourbon
Full of mighty grace
Hard Rock Guys
selling cannabis lollis
crowded corners bumpin
Ain't no trollies
boom box blastin
back beat samples
Who Dat Jazz?
muskrat rambles
Three card monte
Obstructive beggers
Kids banging on
5 gallon drums
Gimme a dime mister
Louie Armstrong Park
Congo Square
Where it at?
Gotta get there
***** Glitter still barking
Mardi ****** Gras tees
Snapchat Me Your *****
Ducked another bee
Kid put his two pails
In mid of the rue
Gotta pay the toll
Whatcha gunna do?
Music:
Mardi Gras Music
From NOLA Notes
2/18/17
Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 1:58 PM UTC
I'm not the curious kind
I met you at the pub,
You were with your cuz
And I asked you, "What It Wuz?"
Was it on my face,
The invitation to come to my place?
You won't have to guess for long,
Once I get you home.
One sultry look in my eyes,
You'll know what's going on.
Give your love to me.
Open up and let me see.
I want to lay you down.
And kiss you all around.
It don't mean a thang,
If it ain't got that stank.
Do-wop, Do-wop- Do-wa-a!
How I hate - I hate it so,
Whenever you say "no."
Baby, let it go.
Why else do you think
I bought you all those drinks.
This buzz don't come for free.
I don't need to see
What's in this for me.
I've been here before
So, I already know what I want.
I'm not the curious kind.
Once I have you all the time.
You'll know that true love was on the line.
I'm not looking to play games.
I don't need your name.
I don't need to see
What's in this for me.
I've been here before
So, I already know what I want.
I'm not the curious kind.
I see I've met my match,
And your plan is bound to hatch
Because I know I'm a catch.
Was it on your tongue,
Right there on the very tip, when I stole your breath away from it?
Now, now it won't take too long
To find the beat of my song.
When I get you into the rhythm,
We'll have it going on.
Lips and hips are true,
My hands all over you.
Shoo- *** Shoo-wop, Shoo-wa-a!
For a moment I thought so,
But you didn't tell me "No".
Baby, let it go.
My investment's coming through.
You're gonna get yours, too.
This high don't come for free.
Once I have you all the time.
You'll know that true love was on the line.
I'm not looking to play games.
I don't need your name.
I don't need to see
What's in this for me.
I've been here before
So, I already know what I want.
I'm not the curious kind.
I'm glad we didn't change our minds.
We saw the whole thing through.
And glad it was with you.
I'm not the curious kind.
I've been around the block some times.
Experimenting's not what's on my mind.
I've long since left my doubts behind.
No-one here has need for shame.
No-one has to point out any blame.
No-one needs to be tamed.
We struck a match and lit a flame.
Once I have you all the time.
You'll know that true love was on the line.
I'm not looking to play games.
I don't need your name.
I don't need to see
What's in this for me.
I've been here before
So, I already know what I want.
I'm not the curious kind.
Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 2:00 PM UTC
am a scouser la
dont want ya la dee da
grew up wid a yard
saw gardens from afar
jus me an me ma
wid ar windows barred
against da smackheads
an da scallys
dat wanted wots ars
not dat wot wuz ars
wuz ars anyway
stuff lifted off a wagon
dat got lost on edge lane
comin off da 62
could get ya waylaid
passin thru where i grew up
back in da day
Mar 14, 2014
Mar 14, 2014 at 12:25 PM UTC
Tik-tok
make a move
don't drop.
Fast track
click clack
run the race
wuz up
holler back
Don't cry
say goodbye
life is short
to retort.
No demands
or make commands
just live
and forgive.
Love, play,
worship, pray
eat, sleep,
drop a beat
write, read,
no greed
fight fare,
time to share.
Learn grow,
centre stage,
front row.
No regrets -
stop the show.
No pain
time to heal
soft touch
time to feel.
open eyes
to the soul
some things
gotta go
Just dance again
in the rain
and feel the rhythm
So tik-tok
don't stop
make a move
don't drop
Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 3:29 PM UTC
we fear death like a god
but it's more like a Jesus
for the lessons it brings
on the books that he teaches
and the sweet, sweet release
from the world and the streets
that'll quickly forget you
like washing the sheets.
Death, you're a god.
so tell me it's cruel
but that's not the meaning of
life is a ladder
and death is the ceiling.
not too much then,
popcorn and a pen
to sign before you go,
don't fear it in the end.
Death, you're a god.
Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC
dreams with a 'z' and a bigger bite of the apple
achieves nuffin.. it's a sleepy clap-yer-hands at
the end of any benign midnight show time- -
dreamt I was a homosexual and the girl I'm with
wuz a cover for sumthin till I figured it out. told
her, and she was real hurt, nodded 'oh, alright'
and probably cried but I wuzn't sure cuz she waited
till I was gone.. felt terrible, woke up, vocalised the
dream and told her I was probably a ratio bi but there
wuz nuffin to worry about cuz I'm most definitely
emotionally straight (her cute, adorable mischief-smile
tilted with her head as she moved right to hold me)
Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 4:48 PM UTC
A shot in the dark never meant something so golden
I could gut myself
Oozing out in pristine green
Oh my friend help me
Stab quick, cut clean
Make it look like it was me
For you must understand
I can't do it myself
I am a coward
No gumption, no pride
High hell, sky melt, sly felt, why tell?
My arms speak for themselves
Tragic magic lacks it
The tracks it
The fact is it won't have tact
It wont
And I'm losing it
And my veins are disintegrating right in front of me
Am I being too honest?
I've been lying this entire time
I promise
I ******* swear
None of this is true
And keep on that smirk
You won't have a face to contort when I find you
Oh stop it
Don't take it personally
It's not you
It's me! It's me!
Dreary ****** up stupor flailing
Glassy skin you can see right through to the heart.
It's black (obviously) tinted diseased green, glossed with ash
And it reads "closed indefinitely"
Also **** you"
And "Christ wuz here"
I love myself as a black bead of blood runs down my arm.
I love it for a second or two.
I love you for a second maybe a few
But no more than that
Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 8:48 PM UTC
something will happen before you know it.
Recent exchange wuz a wave gbye,
just for the toiling foil: you two quite were the knocking
heads, against a rascal ornery some holy rule. Err bad. Really bad.
You had and he had stomped away.
Splinters of the thing done then wreak all over
the hovel. We ****** a ***** and create here
where it feels good to massage
with your hands, neck
stiff as bad buildings warning even with a tip
in the wind: somebody
gathered up
a spiny dearth, from her, like
the way one extracts fluid from a growth: we wanted
an emptiness so belittled: she had
millions of dreams:
she wandered placidly through life.
Instead, instead, instead. She
distances the self and goes to bed hungover and sun shining
instead. Whom gave it up for money,
that was a bad idea: for who you are, want to be.
Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 6:46 PM UTC
3:45 A.M.
Hi. I kno itz been a while. im up l8. Thinkin of U. Yeah. U told me not to txt U ne more but i couldnt help it K? Dad keeps asking why we don't talk like we used 2. like when we were yungsters. i tell him itz cuz U found a GF. Itz not true. Itz hard for U. Hard for me 2. i still replay that night in my head. U came over. We watched horror movies all nite. Ur hand snuck up on me. It felt like a spider. i thought it wuz a spider. i screamed and U paused the movie n told me to shh. i did. Then i realized it was ur hand on my hand. i was scared at first. It wasnt rite. But i went along with it anyway. i was alone. No1 liked me at skool n U were **** Then ur hand found itz way between my thighs n that was the 1st time i smiled n years...............i just miss U. i miss US. im still here 4 U, K? Letz talk.
4:13 A.M.
O n tell Auntie Jane i said hi plz k thnx bye
Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 4:13 AM UTC
She was a beautiful human being seeing
Deep inside of my heart where she rest
Shining like a moon crest holding a nest
Egged from wisdom holding my kingdom
Closely macks mostly feeling ****
Every time she gets around me see the love bee
Stinging me rapidly im tryna shake myself free
From her pure generosity though she's lesbian
But then again I feel her soul touching
With no feels she chases mass appeal
But no gangsta reels but she feels
No man could ever understand
Her paing shedding im tryna make a wedding
With no bands but baby I'll be there if I can
Hold up to the highest cuz you the flyest
Chick i ever seen since my last chick demised
Pretty thick brown eyes that light up the skies
On a cloudy day I can't see you away
From me cuz our love so strongly
Amazing i know im phasing grazing
In the grass can't stop your love drive soon to be crashing
without mashing
Take you on tours around the world swirl
Close ya eyes pick a place so i can lace
These ghetto blues to open your fuse
Not abuse but loose you in my love cruise
Voyaging to Atlantis while totin cannibis
So just sit back and let me be a mack
That i am don't give **** if they slam
Our love rainbow painting with the colors
Of the wind i see them trembling hating
*** they see our connection glowing
Showing knowledge reborn now I'm knowing
Where your true destiny awaits bake
Your center peace to gravity though it sounds *****
But understand baby I'm just a man
Who's hungering not lusting trust and
Believe I'll give you more of my leche to conceive
Breath in breath out and let the climaxes come out
Silent screams to shout no doubt my clout
Can't be match up my stats back up
See the critics shut up none can interrupt
The frequencies tuned in its just me you and the baby
Aug 30, 2019
Aug 30, 2019 at 11:30 PM UTC
More joy than the last time.. or what you are having.
Instantly gratify my desire for higher.
Ready.
Aim.
Higher.
Dummer.not as.smart as you wuz last summer.
My brains bigger than yours...or where did you get that idea.
slow.
Slower.
Slowest
Bummer.that is definatly not funner.
Down.
Down.
Downer.
:-)
Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 5:46 PM UTC
2wo deep thighs of night
hold in their crest
my mouth to instantly linger
less than to leave
only
of lust which
to taste
i
(healthless droll and constantly)
am my lips
between secret folds
of darkness
hung with
a crisp shingle
of Spring light
(whom Shakespeare
might said, "A
star danced,
and under that wuz I born.")
tasting as to taste what flavor that
what tastes like sea on scorch'd flat.
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 2:00 AM UTC
wuz up
baby gurl
i wish
i could be
made invisible
in your world
where i could
be made indivisible
for my gurl and
slip right into
your groovy love
where i maintain
the tight control
oh yes baby yes and
it will take its toll
where i could be
made so irrisistible
brighter now
step by step
hold up hold up hold up
bang bang
hop in
i fell alright
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 1:25 PM UTC
You can ditch those people that your running with
Just tell them the facts
That your hanging with an older cat
But he's
So broken
He's busted inside
So broken
Some scars you can't hide
So broken
So broken
I used to run at the head of the pack
A used to a kinda wuz ain't no doubt about
That
I'm broken boys
I'm
So broken
I'm busted inside
So broken
These scars I cant hide
I'm so broken
I can see
Your what's gonna cure me..
So broken...oh
So broken..
Soo sooo soo..yeah
May 22, 2019
May 22, 2019 at 2:49 AM UTC
" people know where they going, they don't need a sign to know where they got "
love this quote from a cowboy of no note in particular
reckon he wuz a poet though.
Sep 9, 2017
Sep 9, 2017 at 9:01 AM UTC