Pen is mightier than the sword

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

Monday, June 3, 2013

READ ME A POEM


Give me a poem
Give me a new poem
Give me your poem
I want your best poem
I would like to hear a poem

feel a poem be part of your poem
A poem that has not been wrote
your ventilation, that stops circulation
with heart stopping rhyme droppin
blood ink spilled spoken word flow
Let my ears be the eyes in front rows
to your parting lips
Let me hear your words in mental HD, cerebal 3D
Where poetry was once UHF to VHF on Black and White
Zeneth TV's
Now I know this request is a bit personal
and being that close doing poetry
can be a bit sensual
but I want a poem
your poem
only I, will be the first to hear
your poem, a new poem
Where your thoughts are breast feeding me
knowledge to new ideas
and I be the consumer

of your words
but I don't digest what I heard
my food for thought fest
I regurgitate the messages
 to feed other malnutrition ed minds
just believe me when I say
Inhale, my listening
Exhale, your poetry
Bring me closer to your world
Bring me closer through your words
My eyes are closed
closed to seeing your expressions with my impression
watch as my smile gives you applause
closed eyes squinting to that perfect metaphor
can you hear my heart beat increasing
every time you pause
lift me with delivery
control me with a body
message me with an ending
and read your poetry to me

By LeRoy TNW Goetzendanner



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Sunday, May 19, 2013

HAIKU's

"Haiku"

Child support system
consist of parent roles, don't
need a script to act.....#TNW

"Haiku"

Condoms on your love 
emotions get protection, 
but don't have feeling...#TNW

"Haiku"

When he's inside you-
raw, you'll feel the love, but get
infections by lust.....#TNW




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LOVE JONES

Me and Mrs Jones
We got a thang
going.....on

I got a love Jones for the love of poems
I love poems about love poems

them love poems that turn to lust poems
those verbal messages coming across
I get the point poems
erotic verbal usages, I call them word porn
but I wasn't born to write poems
so poems wrote me a poem
invaded cerebral subliminal doms
digitless, I tought my indigenous forms
my spirits didn't reach those religious forums
so I anti Christ my poetry
with Moses holding tablets in commandments
the first poems were bible scriptures
known as proverbs and psalms
thats why I got A love jones for loving poems
the normal to abnormal,and informal poems
the ones with delivery and messages
17 syllable haiku....known as Japanese poems
See I wrote the songs
I write poems that make the whole world sing poems
Poems came in a dream time
poems contacted me and my mind
like close encounters of the 3rd world time
its my 1st word in last word time
the noun and verb time
I recited my words on grail time
reading with gesturing hands
with closed eyes wide
So I and I 
that kind of guy
still reading from paper
in real word time
graduated to PDA
I upward my word rhymes
with endings that were pending
like ATM transactions
I'm ADH with my poetry
I called them multiple distractions
giving you half of me in poetry
so I deliver me in fractions
I read monologues in 3D/HD's
yeah, consider me close caption
I refuse to eat my own words
So I took a vow of word fasting
hunger pains plague my brain
I'm suffering from poetry contractions
I want spit poems, you can swallow
so poetically I be ejac-in
I see a disaster about to happen
spoken words transforming to rappin
So I drop the mic and leave the stage
and observe the next poet that comes after
ME

Venting poetry temporarily to indefinitely
until I can speak and hear
the mute and deaf in me
the fact is
I wanted to claim this artistry
through writings and blessings
Reality speaks
I'm POETRYover flowerty 
A poets poem without a spoken word beat
the fact of the matter
I didn't choose poetry, poetry chose me

We got a thang.....
going on

Love Jones


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Saturday, April 13, 2013

HONEY BEE.....12/30

A traveler of long distance
called upon by spring essence
a robber of the sweetness
to feed my habits while destroying beauty
HONEY BEE
I'm a love and a taker
my job is destiny in selfish needs
I taste every wild flower
licking from surface and what's beneath
A player in the garden
going from bush to bush
never putting claim on one
because they all belong to me
HONEY BEE
Every year untouched beauties
call on me with inviting scents
flying and landing from bud to bud
stealing honey with my endless licks
licks makes more honey appear
I get what I want
and quickly disappear
My habits is un-wanting
I never return to the same location
a thief with a hungry tongue
stealing a garden full honey
until I love that bud no more
and then I'm gone......HONEY BEE



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SPIT UR PEACE...TWIST

Got something on mind.........spit ur peace twist
There's things weighing on my heart^^^^
I'm not sure where I should start.....spit ur peace twist
can I share with you my art.........spit ur peace twist

See this was my problem
I was approached by a light in my dream
this light said I had rights for writes it seems
this light asked if I can be life of their team
this life was a pen, 
and this gift was given to me

My Second problem
I had no idea I could write in scribes
Never knew my brain possessed such
creation of poems inside
didn't realize when I was saying lines
I was giving stanzas in rhymes
So it never dawn to me 

when I was passing messages through statuses
those very messages being passed was saving some lives

Can I tell you whats on my mind...SUPT
putting talent in Sahra lounge....SUPT
becoming DC number spot for doing poetry
when I'm done with my piece will you remember me

Poetry is a birth defect
a gene past down to me
I didn't find poetry
poetry found me
poetry is in all of us and if you believe this
if poetry came to your dreams will you cease it
I live off food for thoughts,
so if messages aren't passed,
that food will get lost
and by any means these messages are less than it cost
I paint pictures through words
so my master pieces are pen strokes in arts
I'm passionate about writing
so I guess me and poems be making love
every piece is not a perfect size for me
its like Oj's hands in a small gloves

Got something my mine
Spit your piece twist
But hold up 

wait...
Welcome to our show
Sahra Hookah lounge is the place to go
Spoken world tuesday
Is where you find the flow
Wordspeaks is the host 

the dynamic duo
I thank you
For being here my friends with pens
special shouts to the guest

All my ladies and men
Its a blessing
That this path is open
Cause there hatin
They trying to close us
Like democrats on republicans
But we keep going
Dont stop wont stop
Poetry
Its mad Hot
We're hot above hot
So thank you everyone for coming
To our spot
Spoken World at sahra lounge.

SPOKEN WORLD
peace and I'm 

Inhale Experience, Exhale Poetry

and SPIT UR PEACE...









every piece
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Monday, March 25, 2013

RESTORE..................


Let me rewrite time when all you saw was deceit
the minutes your heart would only hurt
and your thoughts divorced your feelings
Let me offer my shoulder for every tear you cried
and kiss your eyes in magic happiness
Give me the chance to sign my love
over misleading messages
prove to you, that you can cry and smile at the same time
that love exist through my hands in yours
and I will only guide your heart through poetic scriptures
That I would make love to you like Danielle Steele novels
without the pictures

Lets rewind the mistakes in the present
and fast Foreward our love to the present
re-define the thesaurus and Websters
and place our love profession,
with confessions through profile pictures
it's only a matter of time
that my spirit will over ride 
those unwanted spirits
where the thoughts of me
would be your log in and passwords
and screen savers floating with my name
in your vision
That every kiss will prolong time
like day light savings time
That we understand our connection is
for reason of all four seasons
and that we were birth only as love
being our fine print in highlight printed clause
We, are not a cause
we, are a necessity,
never say we are impossible
that word divided will be IM POSSIBLE
I can go on and on, but
FaceBook & Youtube doesn't have enough GB space
for my love to be televised or be a status for the day 
To be continue......


BY LeRoy TNW Goetzendanner



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Sunday, March 17, 2013

HAIKU's


"Haiku"

Your kids protection
are safe practices like sex
always cover them




"Haiku"

Kids switched from texting
to instagram cuz they can't
read words just pictures


"Haiku"

Diets are like church
you repent for bad habits
then cheat the next day..



"Haiku"

Insecurity
may lead to ones jealousy, 
unfriend your feelings..


"Haiku"

Woman don't like to
get hit on by strangers, but
take hits by love ones
.

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