SAUL WILLIAMS

                                              
My next poet of the day is none other than,Saul Williams.Saul isn't just a poet he's a writer,musician,and actor.Some may remember him on the hit TV show Girlfriends, do you remember him,now? No,not yet? Come on now, the celibate speaking poet,  Sivad.Well if not here's  one clip that might jog you memory of who this talented person is.

                           
Saul Williams not only has acted on TV,but he has some movies under his belt. Here are a few:

Aujourd'hui 2012

2005

              

                                   

2001

1998

With out further a due, as to the reason why  I  like this poet  and dare I say  became a  fan of  Saul Williams.But,to me he will Always be Sivad  the poet from Girlfriends.

OK,OK, let me stop this  walk down history lane and show you why I'm featuring this talented poet amongst other talents he has.

Here's a clip of him  on Def Poetry Jam:

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I Look forward to seen more of this talented artist....



    Enjoy!!!
                        
                                 

ONE OF MY FAVORITE POET: MAYA ANGELOU

                                    
Her poems has touch thousands of people,but has reach millions and beyond.Through her lifetime she has written books,and poems that generated  recognition from her fellow literates.Once again this famous poet is extending her generosity.Oh! not with her words but  by opening a clinic.Read the article on what this famous poets,and author is contributing to society.HEALTH & WELLNESS 

Maya Angelou

I listen to this poem maybe a thousand time,if not more.But, here is why she is so famous for her literary work.

                              And Still I Rise.....

Enjoy this beautiful poets who bring such greatness in words together...                               
                              Again,enjoy!

FUTURE MEMORIES

Can you remember your first memory?
Was it some thing important,was  it a
 loving memory of what's to come?

I dream of memories of my future
ambition,and dreams that where just
that a simple dream.

I wonder the future memories that I
thought of,can be my every present
memories that I dream about,and hope
to achieve.

Only time can tell if my future thoughts,
dreams,goals aspirations are just future
memories that will never come to past.

TEMPORARY SADNESS

I struggle with the thought of happiness
I'm  some what afraid  of the outcome,
I don't know what's on the other side of
happiness.

It's feel like it's so far in the distance
that it's unattainable to reach.There are
times when I feel a little bit happy only
to be short lived with sadness.

Waiting on happiness comes,and it goes
it seems like it's never reachable,and
when it do some times comes I wish
it would stay,not just temporary.

SOUL STIRIN POETRY

poetry in our souls
we elvate the words

and we mold to are souls

and whisper them through 

are heart,and speak with our 

minds...

I breath every breathe of poetry

with every word I speak,I run 

words across my mind and visualize 

the epitomy of speaking my poetry 

ever so softly....

 but fear escape me from mumbling

a word,,,the thought of doing so has me

bouncing with fear,as different words

enter my mind,and form a word to slip through

my mouth.....

I feel the soul stirin poetry  release me of my fear....

EMOTIONS

Hook on love drowning

by desires,efficient with

life.Spawn to gravitation

beaming with heart ache.                                              
Drowning in a sea of emotion
kept by the feelings of lonliness.
blanketed with a palpitation of
rythemic beats.Awakening with 
 thoughts of tomorrow.Dreaming
of the day it becomes reality.Sweep up
in the hearafter of yesteday.Only to be
branded by the memories of today.Wishing
I had empathy for my mind who wonders aimlessly...

THOUGHTS OF POETRY

**Disclaimer**
I know it's been a minute since I published a poetry piece.I'm still  a newbie in this poetry world and it's going to take some time to know the in's,and out's of this world.Also to know what's poetry or not poetry.I'm kind of feeling my way through this poetry stuff like I am with my writing. Some times I contemplate in mind is this poetry or not poetry,and then again some times I don't care,and I just write what I feel is poetry.Some times it maybe erotic or some times your gonna go what the hell is she writing. All I know is I try to go with the flow of how I'm feeling at that moment then I jot it down.Without further ado I will try to keep up in my poetry writing.Whether it's understandable or not I write what I feel,and the flow of my ink,lol..sorta speak.Oh! one more thing I discovered about poetry .Well, not discovered it's more like learning. I like writing Haiku you might see a lot of that on my blog as well.

With my hands I write these words
for which I have nothing to say
I write with an empty mind with
words wondering aimlessly

It feel as though I'm a writer
with nothing to write,with words
I can't compose.I try to bring them
to expose ,but I can't form anthing
to show.

My heart tells me to write.But my mind is

tellin me I have to fight.Fight I shall for words               
who seeking to form a meaning or a thought.

Feeling desperated to make line or two I
write so I can't form a letter or word that
I desire.They may seem odd at times
but the feeling is there when I form a
poetry line.