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Finial show of Poetic Vibes

POETIC VIBEZ — THE FINAL SHOW! — APR. 6th @ 4p!

That’s right people… I’m ending the Poetic Vibez open mic, so I want EVERYONE to show up & take it out with a BANG!

THE LINEUP:

Kaiserrific ~ Life Situations The Poet ~ TyRA ~ SpitFire

Cassius The Poet ~ Renelle Richie ~ Phil4Real

THE FEATURE:

ME! (F. Kenneth Taylor). #stlmade #poetry #poems #stlpoets #flennethtaylor #poetryreading #spokenword #spokenwordpoetry

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The brilliance of Women

Women History Month as it closes for another year, let’s look at the brilliance of Ms. Maya Angelou…

Phenomenal Woman

BY MAYA ANGELOU

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size

But when I start to tell them,

They think I’m telling lies.

I say,

It’s in the reach of my arms,

The span of my hips,

The stride of my step,

The curl of my lips.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.

I say,

It’s the fire in my eyes,

And the flash of my teeth,

The swing in my waist,

And the joy in my feet.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can’t touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them,

They say they still can’t see.

I say,

It’s in the arch of my back,

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Now you understand

Just why my head’s not bowed.

I don’t shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.

When you see me passing,

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It’s in the click of my heels,

The bend of my hair,

the palm of my hand,

The need for my care.

’Cause I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me. #womenshistorymonth #poetry #womenpoets #womenempowerment

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Friday Night Poetry Corner #199

Is Art Objective Or Subjective. animeindianphilospher

Good evening everyone and welcome to another Friday Night Poetry Corner. This week is a short joint by—

Me.

This is a new one, very new to the point it was birthed 13 minutes ago. It is called “My Thoughts is your subjective.” I hope you will enjoy it and thanks again for stopping by!

My Thoughts is your Subjective

Sometimes I’m erratic,

I think of many things in the presence of pain but I don’t suffer,

In faith that endorse the extremes.

thinking in yesterdays,

which is not to far from my creation

I sustained certain measures

that were given to me

by beautiful parents and the wise brother

I champion such thoughts

that turns to praises from betrayals

I also wondered internally, blissfully

To never mistake the kindness of loved ones

Who respect loyalty deeply

Without consequence in me.

-K. G. Bethlehem