Pen is mightier than the sword

Pen is mightier than the sword
Writing what I think, before I say it!

Tuesday, February 25, 2014


more alive in love
No lie,
As her Adam
my serpent was the apple of her eye
I found her to be "To life does us part"
because death ain't an option
unless we dying together
Romeo and Juliette style
pronounced dead by our God-Father
I knew she was the one
when I let her write poems in my books
my heart became her beats
my love was her hooks
I know I'm crook
because I stole heart, love and her cookies
the best meal I had
was the last supper she was fed me
I swam in her parted seas repeatedly

being whipped by hear love
so I would die of love beating me
dinned in her falls of wine
I'm a born again vegan
but be porking her like swine
I don't stay in line
like writing cursive on dotted lines
I swore I saw it coming
even though love is blind
Kindly I love her
this shows, when I MEAN it
The V8 for her love
got me on some "Lean on me" shyt
and my ink will bleed if
when she stroke my pen-is
with her gripness
My health nut fitness
two big asses in love
for our skinny GENES to fit this
I quit!!!......~TNW Registered & Protected

Saturday, February 22, 2014


They wake up early in the morning
just to clear their head out
to clear the air out 
their day wouldn't me right
without a poem made up
they have alot to make up
they just want to be free
but their poemless, 
yes their poemless
and their out there spittin for  money

So you come to hear poetry
Wait, Excuse me
they're maybe some artist in the building

So let me come again, correctly

So you come to hear spoken word poetry

You come to be moved

then inspired by a title, message or cadence

new audiences come here looking for

low light, congo's and the smell of incense

and you here to hear something moving to all your senses

hopefully to learn something you already knew

that completes hungry minds with fulfilling lines

and not being left with blank stares and emptiness

plus you're looking for an escape from the nonsense

You know, the radio sense

the loudness on substance

with styles chemically unbalanced

so they have no substance

they're just smoking it

And no

you won't find scenes with

smokey clouds
with heavy drinking in it

No you won't see scenes played out

like Nia long & Lorenz Tate on that Love Jones flick
you might see long dreds and shit

natural hair styles and funky outfits

beaded necklaces with fist on it

Where low lights will be bright to

dark poems, with loud voices on it

and every other line being quoted

from your favorite profit

And yes we are non profit

except those working for foods

which sometimes includes on menu's

appetizers of staring eyes

entree's of yes and finger snaps

and desserts in high calorie standing ovations

daps, with sounds like "man you did that"

or teary eyes with big hugs,

when you read that...


that poem, spoken words piece,

ventilation of something that you needed to get off your chest
See,  you don't bring your writes

you bring your best

not here to impress the listeners

you opening up to impress more or less

And here's where we get you...

You won't see nervousness

but you may hear  stu stu stuttering lines
you may see notebooks and my favorite
PDA's when I'm busting Rhymes

There will be the loud brothers or sisters
some deep poets and the tonguetwister
they're will be first timers
and veteran long timers
ones that leave you with messages
or the one's confusing you like you have Alzheimer 
But my purpose,
is to prepare you for the real poetry scene
You know
the love talk 
and Def poetry jams
the Nikki's
and the Garvey's
poems that may make you cry
or happy
Haiku's in short poem truths
Six words to metaphors

making you jump up and say "DAYUM YOU"
may even release you from a complicated life
prevent that one thinking about suicide
because if you know what I know
We're about that life
I got to write
I have to write

So Just write poet write
vent it all through poetry
the one free session 
that doesn't bill you after your therapy
the mic is the voice of choice
so there many reasons to be afraid
staring eyes and silent minds
your stage is your cage
share us your thoughts
though your sacred page
and one more thought
poetry doesn't have limit 

towards a starting age
born to your first words
until the last words are your last days
So be your favorites,  favorite 
whether its performing or hosting
just perform everything you have freely
a destination without any ones confirmation
Spoken World Tuesday's
your Mic Checks to your Be free's

Spit dats so you can WordzSpeaks
I'm TwistNWordz my significant never is Mjg Speaks
and what makes this complete
delegation started from an audience seat
See the fact still remains
We didn't find free style and poetry
free style and poetry found we

They're just like you and me
but they're poemless

yes they're poemless
and out here spittin.......their poetry Registered & Protected

Sunday, February 16, 2014


A minute seems like forever
the instance you were out my presence
the feeling of missing you-
became my hardships.
I licked my curled lips-
still smelling your kiss good bye
The longest good bye ever
the most I felt my breath leaving me-
when your holds felt encouragingly .....
You are, an arm length away from me
You were no longer in my reach
I miss you already
but I can still see you in 20/20
I stare until your clarity becomes invisible
I miss you this much____my arms extend opened
5 minutes has passed
and when you miss someone
that's like; 
three sunrises and two sunsets passed
WOW! Our first time apart
Well technically,
if you don't count:
school days
personal time away days
full time single parent days
and the list goes on days
when you hang up the phone
or log off instant messenger
that's a "I miss you" feeling coming on
Did I mentioned, "I miss you?"
and I try to say it out loud in my head
So you can read my thoughts 
from a far
I guess your thoughts are busy
and mines, are on call waiting
waiting to hear you say
see you say
feel you say
"I miss you too".........RETROUVAILLE

By LeRoy TNW Goetzendanner Registered & Protected

Sunday, February 9, 2014


Colorful illuminate
black and whites through retinas
I've been invisible since discovery
eliminated for extinction-
the day they found me
I'm a unwanted shadow
dis guarded from acceptance
called everything but human
my hemoglobin is the same as yours
when exposed and oxygenated
My existence is threatening
inter breeding is rising
origin is a memory
no race for ethnicity
DNA will be conclusive
my roots have no more originality
but I will always be chromaticity
visibly invisible and separated 
I see you
as plain as I see through you
but me
in your perception
I'm just VHF reception
Your vision is rainbow enhanced
will be excluded
the race black, will have no chance
the race black, will no longer be color....

By LeRoy TNW Goetzendanner Registered & Protected