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love revolution… (poem)

I often hear people speak of revolution, but I always feel that is a such a broad word that often gets misconstrued, especially by poets. I think it means different things to different people and I think if we started defining what this even means then real change can occur. Check out my poem…

revolution spelled backwards

true story...

love revolution…

Some say that I am a love poet
I’m definitely not an over-analytical poet
Certainly not a political poet
Not a fight the power poet
Not talk you to death for an hour poet
But don’t you dare say I’m not a revolutionary poet
I don’t make conspiracy theories
Or talk about the government
But to me revolution
Is just evolution with an R
And I am steadily changing… growing… fighting

But if by revolutionary you mean talking in circles
….and circumventing responsibility,
then by all means you are the spokesperson……
I ain’t buying the fight the power act…..
love, life, and loss…..
that’s what causes a creative commotion in my cranium
when pain permeates my person and pummels and pounds my peace
it is the real revolutions, revelations, and resolutions
that relieve my worries, weary, and woes …
but hey that’s just me

 

Take a listen to a different version of this poem:

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And you may think my logic is backwards, but revolution spelled backwards is n-o-i-t-u-LOVE-r, so love is inside of it, so I will write about it.

Is there a heart in the house tonight?

 

Picture of Eddie Kane, Jr. singing "A Heart is a House for Love" in the Five Heartbeats

Stand up!

 

A few short poem about the heart, sleeves, and things…


poetic defibrillator

what is poetry to me?

funny you should ask…

these words are my pacemaker
sending poetic currents
to pump this inspiraiton
through all of me
to sustain… life.

 

wearing my heart on my sleeve literally

literally...

 

cardiac couture

i am a simple gal
high fashion confuses me
all i wear
is sleeves adorned with ventricles and muscles
and then you came along
and ruined my outfit.
when you tugged on the strings.
put my heart in your hands
and walked away.

 

Heart vs Brain cartoon

word!

step into the arena

i have been to this arena before

where hearts and logic fight to the death

and conundrums are taking bets

and love is the only referee

but is too scared to call off the fight

and for once…

let the heart win by decision.






small heartpoetry from the heart