Lovelorn Poet in Brooklyn, NY: Mind Space

Mind Space

Mind Space by mindgallery

Silver bracelet on my wrist, three letters
to my name

and half way between the
trees and the
sea

suddenly caught watching
the past slip away
as time flew
by

but we’d already been to
the stars and
back

a thousand times
before, in our
minds

anyway

 

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Her Two Cents

Lovelorn Poets Her Two Cents Icontime flew by
in our minds
stars, trees, sea

watching the past slip
any way half way away
caught between a name and the
three letters on my silver bracelet

 

Lovelorn Poet in Brooklyn, NY: Genesis, It’s You I Miss

Brooklyn Screenprint by F.Lady

Brooklyn Screenprint by F.Lady

I’m frum, you’re frum
Everybody’s frum

Time to start up, all anew
With a fresh girl, who says nu

What’s goin on, how do u feel
Who woulda thunk, let’s get real

Learn a lesson, do bereishis
Or be taught, of voracious

Just u be bad, ur gonna get it good
Make no mistake, hope that’s understood

Sing a cool song, am I wrong
Hum it along, ping my pong

Shir hashirim, now ur talkin
Anything else, keep on walkin

What’s that word, tip of ur tongue
Spit it out, top of ur lung

All u wanna do, is chat n play
Get a good kick, call it a day

Pay attention, keep the change
Rate my interest, check ur range

Sit in the corner, best abide
Game to commence, seek n hide

Jumpin the shower, sittin the bath
Doin the homework, see ya after math

Take a hike, skirt the issue
Run mascara, pass the tissue

What in creation, is genesis
Reckon it’s short for, genuine sis

Her Two Cents

Lovelorn Poets Her Two Cents Icongenuine sis
What’s goin on
Spit it out
let’s get real
am I wrong

Pay attention
Learn a lesson
What’s that word
now ur talkin
Time to start up
keep on walkin


Lovelorn Poet in Brooklyn, NY: The Color of Dust

TheColor of Dust by mindgallery

The Color of Dust by mindgallery

Like a crash course in biological
pain, straight through
the heart

like a lingering flower that
blooms in the rain
then falls
apart

we tried to save as
much as we
could

but where do we go back
to, when there’s
nothing
left

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Her Two Cents

Lovelorn Poets Her Two Cents Iconwhen there’s
nothing
left
to save

where do we go back to

as much as we
could
we tried 

the heart falls
apart

but a lingering flower
blooms in the rain
straight through biological pain

Lovelorn Poet in Brooklyn, NY: Dream #9

Lost In Space

Dream #9

The water spins swirling
over my submerged
memories

laptops, desk jobs
magic

catalogs appeared
then I was

standing

– Dream # 9

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Her Two Cents

Lovelorn Poets Her Two Cents Iconstanding water
memories submerged
I was swirling magic over my
laptops, desk jobs, catalogs
then The spins appeared
 

 

Lovelorn Poet in Brooklyn, NY: The Battle Of The Sexes Is Real

Battle Damage by Kenny Louie

Battle Damage by Kenny Louie

Yet there are some
On either side
That
Are not a part of the war
It’s the heart-breakers
That started it all
Those that have burned
Deceived others into joining the war
But you gotta love those
Unaffected and really don’t give a damn
About the battle
For it’s less of solution
More of a division
When you truly learn to love
And seek it
With the right frame of mind
Despite all the times
We were shot down
Betrayed and hurt
It takes a special frame of mind
Damn it I don’t have it
But one day
I will learn how to love
And fly again
Before my mind and heart
Lost direction and faith
In it all

Her Two Cents

Lovelorn Poets Her Two Cents IconBut you gotta love those | That started it all
It takes a special frame of mind
With the right frame of mind
direction and faith
seek it | Unaffected