Looking back, nature ...dajakle/ForWord

DaJackle · 10-04-2004, 12:20 AM

dajackle/ForWord

i use to sit out for hours between
the two mossed-green weeping willow tree
staring into the river bed
as their arms smoothly touched the water's skin

this was 50 years ago
before cars roamed the street
like sheeps and cattles

I'd kiss their tears and dream of battles,
fought between life and relentless towers
we would write odes to something sweet not sour,
and things were much simpler we could reach for ladders

these ladders were not made of iron and coal
but the boiled blood of men that saw death
men that lost their limbs to the bloom of napalm
men that lost their minds while bullets weaved tapastries

tapestries of molten lead
that would fill your soul and hold your head
while they prayed for boldness it was said,
that you could hear passing screams

this was the music of war
the harmonious melody that turn fear into pride in their eyes
some charcoal tinted, for the gun melted with her fingertips
and fear played with their heart
toying brave men to be mass weaponary

where are those days when i could gaze the traquil clouds
as cool winds wrap a blanket around me
with mother nature's kindness
and we were not the the one making her cry
making scars for the rights of humanity upon her belly
and placing dams on her wombs
to control the pathways of her children's lives
future childred that crumble to ashes by our palms

We're just here to write her psalms, to quote the imagery witnessed by her
She sings to us, tells us each tale.. allows us to hold her tight
Don't be jealous, it's not your right.. we're only the messenger
To shoot us would be to stab through us
Ceaser. Brutus. Jesus. Judas
Prick the thumb of the martyrs; see who bleeds the bluest.
None of you do.
I am not the one or the two.
We aint run of the mill, but shit we'll run for a few
You've kept it real for years, but shit none of it's true and she sees it
So fuck life, if it aint death
and fuck right if it aint left
Fuck writin, it aint stress relief
Please dont be jealous of her investing me
Especially when all ya doin' is trying to kill it.
No use in milking her system if you ain't dyin' to spill it.

unspoken1 · 10-04-2004, 01:14 AM

nicely done....the more i read poems on this site the more i feel like writing again....i would quote my parts but then i would probably quote the whole thing and thats kind of pointless.....but this is really nice...imagery, vocab, flow....beautiful collab

BrokenSoul8604 · 10-04-2004, 01:33 AM

well i am proud to say i witnessed the magic....you guys already know i was diggin it...enough said...

stay up

God Bless

Quotive · 10-04-2004, 01:48 AM

ill collab y'all..

UFO the Phoenix · 10-04-2004, 03:21 AM

wow very nice team up right here...both of you flowed well together...Da jackle started out strong and ForWord ended with a bang

love this piece

I'm hoping to see more collabos...they are interesting and it challenges both poets to step it up a tad bit ya know

keep em coming

props to you both

love your work

PEACE AND GODBLESS

lpoet · 10-04-2004, 03:57 PM

i hope our collab comes out this dope dajakle..

shits nice

both of u 2 seem to complement the other nicely..neither seem to outshine the other and that really makes a good collab for me....syles sort of seemed simular to me..but then again they dont if that makes sense..lol

glad i had a lil time to check this out on lunch

UPin for u 2

Mind~$oul · 10-05-2004, 02:47 AM

One of the best collabs i've seen in awhile. Really like how you two feed off of each other. Imagery was prolly the strongest aspect of the poem. Next time dont use no doo doo green font though lol.

One luv

Quotive · 10-06-2004, 08:32 PM

hmm uppin.. too dope 2 be slept on

10-04-2004, 12:20 AM	#1 (permalink)
DaJackle ThoughtS ProcessinG Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Pittsburgh Posts: 493	Looking back, nature ...dajakle/ForWord dajackle/ForWord i use to sit out for hours between the two mossed-green weeping willow tree staring into the river bed as their arms smoothly touched the water's skin this was 50 years ago before cars roamed the street like sheeps and cattles I'd kiss their tears and dream of battles, fought between life and relentless towers we would write odes to something sweet not sour, and things were much simpler we could reach for ladders these ladders were not made of iron and coal but the boiled blood of men that saw death men that lost their limbs to the bloom of napalm men that lost their minds while bullets weaved tapastries tapestries of molten lead that would fill your soul and hold your head while they prayed for boldness it was said, that you could hear passing screams this was the music of war the harmonious melody that turn fear into pride in their eyes some charcoal tinted, for the gun melted with her fingertips and fear played with their heart toying brave men to be mass weaponary where are those days when i could gaze the traquil clouds as cool winds wrap a blanket around me with mother nature's kindness and we were not the the one making her cry making scars for the rights of humanity upon her belly and placing dams on her wombs to control the pathways of her children's lives future childred that crumble to ashes by our palms We're just here to write her psalms, to quote the imagery witnessed by her She sings to us, tells us each tale.. allows us to hold her tight Don't be jealous, it's not your right.. we're only the messenger To shoot us would be to stab through us Ceaser. Brutus. Jesus. Judas Prick the thumb of the martyrs; see who bleeds the bluest. None of you do. I am not the one or the two. We aint run of the mill, but shit we'll run for a few You've kept it real for years, but shit none of it's true and she sees it So fuck life, if it aint death and fuck right if it aint left Fuck writin, it aint stress relief Please dont be jealous of her investing me Especially when all ya doin' is trying to kill it. No use in milking her system if you ain't dyin' to spill it. __________________ You can only do so much in life, at some point you just have to let go and let God decide...what is the meaning of life? it's very simple...to simply live

10-04-2004, 01:14 AM	#2 (permalink)
unspoken1 Revolutionary Wordsmen Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: beyond the depths of pain Posts: 758	nicely done....the more i read poems on this site the more i feel like writing again....i would quote my parts but then i would probably quote the whole thing and thats kind of pointless.....but this is really nice...imagery, vocab, flow....beautiful collab __________________ Overlooked noise.......stay tuned in

10-04-2004, 01:33 AM	#3 (permalink)
BrokenSoul8604 Apparently Emotionless Join Date: Sep 2004 Location: DMI~ Posts: 705	well i am proud to say i witnessed the magic....you guys already know i was diggin it...enough said... stay up God Bless __________________ A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.

10-04-2004, 03:21 AM	#5 (permalink)
UFO the Phoenix I DONT BELIEVE IN ALIENS! Join Date: Aug 1999 Location: Oceanside CA USA Posts: 2,965	wow very nice team up right here...both of you flowed well together...Da jackle started out strong and ForWord ended with a bang love this piece I'm hoping to see more collabos...they are interesting and it challenges both poets to step it up a tad bit ya know keep em coming props to you both love your work PEACE AND GODBLESS __________________ *The Truth isn't out there because its already landed and the Truth is:* JESUS CHRIST Oddie Sloan

10-04-2004, 03:57 PM	#6 (permalink)
lpoet POET Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: Indianapolis, IN Posts: 12,672	i hope our collab comes out this dope dajakle.. shits nice both of u 2 seem to complement the other nicely..neither seem to outshine the other and that really makes a good collab for me....syles sort of seemed simular to me..but then again they dont if that makes sense..lol glad i had a lil time to check this out on lunch UPin for u 2 __________________ "SHE CAME BACK TO ME AND I PRAY SHE STAYS" --lpoet

10-05-2004, 02:47 AM	#7 (permalink)
Mind~$oul I'm Pretty Join Date: Apr 2001 Location: North Memphis BITCH! Posts: 17,145	One of the best collabs i've seen in awhile. Really like how you two feed off of each other. Imagery was prolly the strongest aspect of the poem. Next time dont use no doo doo green font though lol. One luv __________________ "Everybody wanna be a nicca, but don't nobody wanna be a nicca"-Paul Mooney "I tried to live right, but society aint made for niccas to live right"-Joe Budden

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