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    No Diggity

    No Diggity (revolution is real and will be televised)   Damn girl, work it with them beats moving your sway and the jazz is sweet.   The beat drops into California rockin’, Tupac lays down the rifs; west coast east coast, shakin’, shakin’, there’s an uprisin’ in the clubs tonight.   Damn people, rockin’ east coast west coast worldwide...

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    • I know, I know. I need to do this, make an audio. I’m kind of scared it will sound like shit. Maybe I should do an AI version. And Canva is a good app to use for this?!

      Thanks Mary.

    • I can feel the movement in this! It’s got some heat on the burner!

      • Hey there Willow, so happy you felt the “movement”. I just let the pen go, it was rockin’ rockin’.

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    Love Sonnet LXVII

    Love Sonnet LXVII   If I told you that I wanted you, would the stars fade out? If I asked you to stay, would you   lie down with me, sing songs to my heart? If you asked me to stay, I would share my life, my...

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    • Now you mention it and so eloquently .. I think that many of us have been there and asked the same searching questions .. Write on brother Curt .. You do it so well .. Neville 😎⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐👍

    • Brilliant and sweet. Excellent.

    • This ones of those that is written in simple words yet because the feelings are real and genuine, it’s like the only way to reflect these feelings is by the simplicity. no big words, no complication, it is as it is. It reads for me as a song of love and life, a sweet sad love song.

      • Forgot to mention the word sentimental too, it’s a sentimental poem/song.

      • It’s always a pleasure to read your comments, Light. Thank you for dropping them. Some poems are meant to be stated straight up, like driving a fast moving car and eyes on the road ahead. While some poems are meant to said softly, with flowers strewn across the road and lots of detours to smell them. I like your take on this poem.

    • Thank you, Mary. But those dots at the end of your words, please continue!! ;0)

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    I Walk Alone

    I Walk Alone   dusty, well-worn moccasins travel through mesa shadows, windblown arroyos, along dry river beds of delusions alone with myself.   steam from hot rocks surround naked skin attempting to cleanse the death that follows me; cleanse my wolf spirit so that I may run, alive, breathe in high mountain air, drink...

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    • Favorite line: You cannot cleanse the loneliness, and the sun shines in rainbows, and clouds speak to grandmother moon. This is a wonderful piece of poetry

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    A Story... Once

    A Story….. Once   “Once upon a time”:…      or so the stories go; hell, even the Raven’s Poe used these words:      “once upon a midnight dreary.” But who is this knocking at my door? She was the      once in my life and I welcomed her in once upon...

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    • We played this game in messages to each other very recently, did we not? Oh, on a much smaller scale, of course, and with much less beautiful words than those you have used here, my friend. i.e., “Ah, the sweet smell of success! Or is it the success of sweet smells? etc.” Yes? I like this version much better. You added beauty to it, and made it much more intimate and meaningful. What we did before was meaningless fluff, now a silk purse from a poet’s ear.

    • I am a fan of Poe’s I like how you changed each stanza around like that;))

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    Word Up

    WORD UP   So I say, word. Word up, it’s my turn to converse, to turn you from my heart. Baby, can you dig? I need your words, your smile, your visions of what is art.   Word.  What else can I say? Words lay at your feet, they rise and...

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    • This is outstanding, Curt. It sounds to me like something Kerouac might have written. It needs voice, I think — but then, I think that of damn near everything — except a whole bunch of things I’ve heard on the radio and TV that should never have been heard by anyone. I do have my limits. There’s only one good thing about those things: I can turn them off. Now this, this is good very beautiful. It sings without the music. I could feel the need, the longing and the heartbreak. Excellent work, my friend.

    • This is some serious juice of a lexiphile! Gonna be sighing on this one for days…

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