Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Poetic Prince Brother Gil Scott Heron
Found language in the microphone
belonging to you
aspire to libretto brow
profess patois
stumbling across dominance
spotlight a shone
upon your throne
East Village our home
to Baldwin's rainy days
a crowded Synagogue occupied
gathering Haven, Ginsberg and Ferlinghetti
mirrored Bohemian men threaded skin
the dead end
near Christopher Streets lonely bar
I too stumbling down doomed alleys
burden consciousness; seeking answers
toting burnt glass pipes
chiming baggy interior of a suit jacket
chasing you to a new nightmare
alone and scared
no place left to hide pain
crack rat poisoning eating your membrane
you continue to protest
through the thruway of a boiled soul
spewing out necessary testimonies
I hear you
I hear you . . . our Poetic Prince lost
like us all
knowing you in stages
black ink white pages
your undeniable truth
shattering apprentice minds
we continue the protest
through our microphones
we all speak . . . spoken utterances
Troupe, Last Poets, Baraka, Corso and Sanchez . . .
we all speak
we speak
we speak . . .
© 2011 Lepadah
belonging to you
aspire to libretto brow
profess patois
stumbling across dominance
spotlight a shone
upon your throne
East Village our home
to Baldwin's rainy days
a crowded Synagogue occupied
gathering Haven, Ginsberg and Ferlinghetti
mirrored Bohemian men threaded skin
the dead end
near Christopher Streets lonely bar
I too stumbling down doomed alleys
burden consciousness; seeking answers
toting burnt glass pipes
chiming baggy interior of a suit jacket
chasing you to a new nightmare
alone and scared
no place left to hide pain
crack rat poisoning eating your membrane
you continue to protest
through the thruway of a boiled soul
spewing out necessary testimonies
I hear you
I hear you . . . our Poetic Prince lost
like us all
knowing you in stages
black ink white pages
your undeniable truth
shattering apprentice minds
we continue the protest
through our microphones
we all speak . . . spoken utterances
Troupe, Last Poets, Baraka, Corso and Sanchez . . .
we all speak
we speak
we speak . . .
© 2011 Lepadah
Thursday, May 26, 2011
NEW BOOKS COMING SOON BY LEPADAH AUTHOR OF PUSSY TOES
"SAQQARA CHRONICLES THE EXTENDED JOURNEY" BY LEPADAH
RELEASE DATE JUNE 2011
"PROSE, POETRY AND SHORT STORIES OF A NYMPHOMANIAC" BY LEPADAH
RELEASE DATE SEPTEMBER 2011
RELEASE DATE JUNE 2011
"PROSE, POETRY AND SHORT STORIES OF A NYMPHOMANIAC" BY LEPADAH
RELEASE DATE SEPTEMBER 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Sway
Sway
Sway the shay this way
he wanted to hear her heels clicking cement
turning a spin in the noon wind
whew!
let them see
unearth femininity pomp
publicly display your urbane blaze
woven cotton swoon
draped around waist
allowing the imagination to race
running neath her dress
let the vagina express
fanning scent of passion for change mist
talcum powder bits
forgive your tight dungarees
the clunk of battle boots and sarcastic tees
he wanted to see lifting fabric
melodious crossing
weaving around her upper thighs
flourishing down the street
with ballast of the globe
smelling the cocoa butter
smear the air near
the open Cubana Cafe
coalesce with his Diamond Crown
tender pink Daises for his lady
© 2011 Lepadah
Sway the shay this way
he wanted to hear her heels clicking cement
turning a spin in the noon wind
whew!
let them see
unearth femininity pomp
publicly display your urbane blaze
woven cotton swoon
draped around waist
allowing the imagination to race
running neath her dress
let the vagina express
fanning scent of passion for change mist
talcum powder bits
forgive your tight dungarees
the clunk of battle boots and sarcastic tees
he wanted to see lifting fabric
melodious crossing
weaving around her upper thighs
flourishing down the street
with ballast of the globe
smelling the cocoa butter
smear the air near
the open Cubana Cafe
coalesce with his Diamond Crown
tender pink Daises for his lady
© 2011 Lepadah
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
The River Near
The River Near
The river near
settle one forever in reflection
each undulation a new thought
enduring almost cureless
water rub rocks frictionless agleam
coolly diminishing raven
impoverished visions emanate into dreams
facilitated by Nytol
sunlight dims
dips down into a set
a sliced moon moves thru
crooked in the sky
ring by millions of eyes
staring at ones insignificance
while I laid drunk in grass
accepting peace
avenues to reality is rarely delicious
behest a lay
© 2011 Lepadah
May 24, 2011
The river near
settle one forever in reflection
each undulation a new thought
enduring almost cureless
water rub rocks frictionless agleam
coolly diminishing raven
impoverished visions emanate into dreams
facilitated by Nytol
sunlight dims
dips down into a set
a sliced moon moves thru
crooked in the sky
ring by millions of eyes
staring at ones insignificance
while I laid drunk in grass
accepting peace
avenues to reality is rarely delicious
behest a lay
© 2011 Lepadah
May 24, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
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Thursday, May 19, 2011
Open Letter From The Editor
From:
"Larry Mayfield"
To:
"Lydia Percy"
Lydia,
the things I wish to discuss:
1. Your writing. I cannot edit effectively without discussion or hearing your intended oral translation. Otherwise I would sound out of place. Mainly I want to hear you do at least part of each piece to find the stong parts and locate the parts that might need a tweak. Mainly I want to ask you questions so you can see the possibilities of how a reader/listener might perceive the piece. Also want the opportunity to bring attention a few things about layout by asking what you want and then adjusting to what you want with some creative suggestion possibilities. Your writing is expansive and should remain fairly unaltered with one decision to be made through discussion--the decision of wondering if two versions might be something to consider--one written, and one for spoken word. As spoken word, I have very few change suggestions. For written word, there are some things I might suggest that could be an enhancement that will be like losing an effective element when going from spoken to written. The last poems you sent, there is only one word I would suggest adding for the spoken version. I am asking for some time with you so we can get on the same page, otherwise I would feel out of place to suggest something when one validating comment from you would keep me on a desired track. One example of suggestion is for you to consider using a space between each ellipsis point; it gives the ellipsis room to breathe, and also I have read up on this particular punctuation and can tell you in poetry you can do what you want, but give it room to breathe is my suggestion, like a breath between sentences/thoughts... or . . .
2. I have some of my writing to discuss with you: The Other Side of the Wind, and Unspoken Word. One is worthy of my manuscript, the other needs work and I need your help, please. I sent my last short story recently but have had no response from you about it.
3. My editor thinks highly of you and uses your abilities as example of what I should strive to be.
Other than that, Mexican food like you have never had (Uncle Julios, Papasitas, Benitos, La Maya Playa, Joe T Garcias), chicken fried steak, pork chops, mash potatoes (Marys), fish (Flying fish),steak Texas style (Cattlemans) and BBQ (the Railhead); I got the places already picked out to treat you.
Larry Mayfield
Editor
"Larry Mayfield"
To:
"Lydia Percy"
Lydia,
the things I wish to discuss:
1. Your writing. I cannot edit effectively without discussion or hearing your intended oral translation. Otherwise I would sound out of place. Mainly I want to hear you do at least part of each piece to find the stong parts and locate the parts that might need a tweak. Mainly I want to ask you questions so you can see the possibilities of how a reader/listener might perceive the piece. Also want the opportunity to bring attention a few things about layout by asking what you want and then adjusting to what you want with some creative suggestion possibilities. Your writing is expansive and should remain fairly unaltered with one decision to be made through discussion--the decision of wondering if two versions might be something to consider--one written, and one for spoken word. As spoken word, I have very few change suggestions. For written word, there are some things I might suggest that could be an enhancement that will be like losing an effective element when going from spoken to written. The last poems you sent, there is only one word I would suggest adding for the spoken version. I am asking for some time with you so we can get on the same page, otherwise I would feel out of place to suggest something when one validating comment from you would keep me on a desired track. One example of suggestion is for you to consider using a space between each ellipsis point; it gives the ellipsis room to breathe, and also I have read up on this particular punctuation and can tell you in poetry you can do what you want, but give it room to breathe is my suggestion, like a breath between sentences/thoughts... or . . .
2. I have some of my writing to discuss with you: The Other Side of the Wind, and Unspoken Word. One is worthy of my manuscript, the other needs work and I need your help, please. I sent my last short story recently but have had no response from you about it.
3. My editor thinks highly of you and uses your abilities as example of what I should strive to be.
Other than that, Mexican food like you have never had (Uncle Julios, Papasitas, Benitos, La Maya Playa, Joe T Garcias), chicken fried steak, pork chops, mash potatoes (Marys), fish (Flying fish),steak Texas style (Cattlemans) and BBQ (the Railhead); I got the places already picked out to treat you.
Larry Mayfield
Editor
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Remembering Black Wall Street
Remembering the Tulsa race riot (Black Wall Street). Peace 1 Love Lepadah
The Tulsa race riot was a large-scale racially motivated conflict between the white and black communities of Tulsa, Oklahoma, including aerial attack, beginning May 31, 1921. During the 16 hours of the assault, over 800 people were admitted to local hospitals with injuries,more than 6000 Greenwood residents were arrested and detained in a prison camp, an estimated 10,000 were left homeless, and 35 city blocks composed of 1,256 residences were destroyed by fire caused by bombing...
The Tulsa race riot was a large-scale racially motivated conflict between the white and black communities of Tulsa, Oklahoma, including aerial attack, beginning May 31, 1921. During the 16 hours of the assault, over 800 people were admitted to local hospitals with injuries,more than 6000 Greenwood residents were arrested and detained in a prison camp, an estimated 10,000 were left homeless, and 35 city blocks composed of 1,256 residences were destroyed by fire caused by bombing...
Monday, May 16, 2011
Friday, May 13, 2011
Lotus Last Rites Of Passion
Remember winter
stark, bitter cold, white air, frosty clear
remember playing the dead-eye of ones youth
when all this was fun
now; remember the balmy age
beneath the printed lion duvet
wriggling it gone
descending side of the bed
remember refusing the mission position
a comfortable cowgirl instead
sundering deliberate lilts
a determine pace
freeing heat
steam the lotus bloom
upon a solid stem
scaling dampness on her skins centre bone
pointed nips; seize a gratifying skim
tangle into a fresh morning
ponder a stay
forgoing the immediate departure
dawning aurora
streams linear
motif ochre homo sapiens
melding triads
Phil Schaap intro
devotion to Charlie Parker; Birds in Flight
births chivalrous jive
"It's Sunday Morning!" with Charles Osgood
fresh perspective on our world
we live for days like this
where there is nothing else I'd rather do
than spend it with you
© 2011 Lepadah
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From: SparkyDashforth (SparkyDashforth)
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Most excellent write.
You are goood.!
sparky
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From: GuyBlakeKett (GuyBlakeKett)
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Posted: May 14 11 07:36 AM
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what a delight this is! full of sensual erotic music. think you might want to clean up final line -- "nothing else I'd rather do than to spend it with you" -- as is, you've got an errant semi-colon in there, and "I" cries out to be "I'd." Typos I expect.
but what a delight!
cheers,
Guy
stark, bitter cold, white air, frosty clear
remember playing the dead-eye of ones youth
when all this was fun
now; remember the balmy age
beneath the printed lion duvet
wriggling it gone
descending side of the bed
remember refusing the mission position
a comfortable cowgirl instead
sundering deliberate lilts
a determine pace
freeing heat
steam the lotus bloom
upon a solid stem
scaling dampness on her skins centre bone
pointed nips; seize a gratifying skim
tangle into a fresh morning
ponder a stay
forgoing the immediate departure
dawning aurora
streams linear
motif ochre homo sapiens
melding triads
Phil Schaap intro
devotion to Charlie Parker; Birds in Flight
births chivalrous jive
"It's Sunday Morning!" with Charles Osgood
fresh perspective on our world
we live for days like this
where there is nothing else I'd rather do
than spend it with you
© 2011 Lepadah
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Lotus Last Rites Of Passion
From: SparkyDashforth (SparkyDashforth)
Last Visit: May-15
Posts: 2555
To: lepadahxxx
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Posted: May 14 11 09:23 AM
Message:
57055.3 (3 of 3)
Reply to 57055.1
Most excellent write.
You are goood.!
sparky
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From: GuyBlakeKett (GuyBlakeKett)
Last Visit: 6:06 AM
Posts: 10101
To: lepadahxxx
Posted: May 14 11 07:36 AM
Message:
57055.2 (2 of 5)
Reply to 57055.1
what a delight this is! full of sensual erotic music. think you might want to clean up final line -- "nothing else I'd rather do than to spend it with you" -- as is, you've got an errant semi-colon in there, and "I" cries out to be "I'd." Typos I expect.
but what a delight!
cheers,
Guy
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Featured Poems By Lepadah
Your poem "Interstate 95 Afternoon Drive" was just featured on The Black Poets Circle.
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Thursday, May 5, 2011
NWU COLLECTION FOR ALABAMA TORNADO VICTIMS
NWU COLLECTION FOR ALABAMA TORNADO VICTIMS
As all of you know, recently a killer tornado ripped through a number of southern states leaving a trail of many dead and injured. Property damage is in the hundreds of millions as many homes and public buildings were destroyed.
NWU At-Large Chapter Chair James Sandefur III lives in Alabama and reports finding debris in his backyard from 4 counties away! James is fine but his mother and two sisters and their families are among the 300,000 who will be without power for weeks. He and other relatives are taking food, water, gasoline and clean clothes to his mother and sisters and whoever else needs assistance.
He says that FEMA still hasn't allowed many property owners to visit their damaged sites, and the body count increases each day as bodies are found in fields, ditches and creeks, some blown from one county to another. Communication has been affected as both cell phone towers and regular landlines were destroyed.
The NWU is taking up a collection from our members to assist James' family through this difficult period. The money will go to provide food, water, clothing and personal hygiene products as the power slowly gets back up and the clean up and rebuilding starts anew. Those in need really appreciate your help a great deal.
Latoshia Tennison is providing medical assistance and helping to distribute aid to family and friends. Send your donations to: Latoshia M. Tennison, 20903 Juniper PVT Circle, Suite I-7 Athens, Alabama 35611
The NWU and the Sandefur family thanks you.
As all of you know, recently a killer tornado ripped through a number of southern states leaving a trail of many dead and injured. Property damage is in the hundreds of millions as many homes and public buildings were destroyed.
NWU At-Large Chapter Chair James Sandefur III lives in Alabama and reports finding debris in his backyard from 4 counties away! James is fine but his mother and two sisters and their families are among the 300,000 who will be without power for weeks. He and other relatives are taking food, water, gasoline and clean clothes to his mother and sisters and whoever else needs assistance.
He says that FEMA still hasn't allowed many property owners to visit their damaged sites, and the body count increases each day as bodies are found in fields, ditches and creeks, some blown from one county to another. Communication has been affected as both cell phone towers and regular landlines were destroyed.
The NWU is taking up a collection from our members to assist James' family through this difficult period. The money will go to provide food, water, clothing and personal hygiene products as the power slowly gets back up and the clean up and rebuilding starts anew. Those in need really appreciate your help a great deal.
Latoshia Tennison is providing medical assistance and helping to distribute aid to family and friends. Send your donations to: Latoshia M. Tennison, 20903 Juniper PVT Circle, Suite I-7 Athens, Alabama 35611
The NWU and the Sandefur family thanks you.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
The Black Poets Circle
Your poem "Strands" was just featured on The Black Poets Circle.
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Monday, May 2, 2011
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