Miscellaneous:Have a poetic style of your own? Have poems that defy all conventional categories? Share them here please. (i.e. dark & bitter, political, revolutionary, abstract, etcetera...)
Poetry Without Words Is Like The Wind That Comes Out Of A Flute. You Can't See It But Yet You Can Feel It...Hear It...Mean It...
Do meet me there, where light is realm, Where pain and suffering meet their end,
Where death and grave are out of bound, Where joy and comfort, always found.
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Jacquii.
“I do use powerful words to evoke emotion, but also to stimulate imagination. If one can 'see' the words dance before
his eyes - then he can likely feel, smell and even taste them as well. And I do thoroughly enjoy really tasty poems.
My poetry is an emotions-fest sprinkled with a little garlic salt, Mrs. Dash, fresh ginger and Tabasco sauce...
My poetry is like a piece of General Tso's chicken tossed in ghetto soul.” ---MsJacquiiC
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Do meet me there, where light is realm, Where pain and suffering meet their end,
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