Luka's Wonderful Poetry Thread
kid charlemagne
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OK i made it to 3rd open mic.... overall i thought it went well, but i know i need to improve, this is good tho because on my way there i wasnt quite enthuthiastic about this excercise, why do this, what do i gain, but after i found answers.... there is nothing to gain externally,, but only internally.... my conclucsion after this is i need to start memorising these poems, i enunciated loudly and spoke clearly, but i didnt use slowness and emphasis as well as i could.... also a note about these open mics.... i have come to understand im prob not going to hear anything that good most of the times, i understand there is no humility in what im saying here, but my god some of the poems i have to sit thru.... i honestly do not care to hear any shit about gender or surviving the current moment or whatever... i want to hear some bars.... this is why i only talked to one guy after i told him two of his lines back to him and said they were slick....he was the only guy who had my respect and who i will re3member..... anyways i am glad i went and i am glad to continue doing this... i promise i will get video of one of my next ones.... they took pictures of me and then applauded me when i read.... thank you.....
kid charlemagne
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Ms. MITCHELL
The lonesome piano echoes blue,
As her golden strings blow smiles through the wind.
And Words that once put life in a tin soldier,
Now turn a boy’s meekness into valiance.
Oh! Ms. Mitchell won’t you come to me,
Pour your heart drained paintings into my ears,
Etch your endless sorrows into my heart.
Your melodies dim the mirror of scorn,
It wasn’t a canyon where you were born,
But where your angelic inflections were formed,
I can’t be bound to lose with you as my shiny light in in the storm,
There are so many reasons why I love you.
The lonesome piano echoes blue,
As her golden strings blow smiles through the wind.
And Words that once put life in a tin soldier,
Now turn a boy’s meekness into valiance.
Oh! Ms. Mitchell won’t you come to me,
Pour your heart drained paintings into my ears,
Etch your endless sorrows into my heart.
Your melodies dim the mirror of scorn,
It wasn’t a canyon where you were born,
But where your angelic inflections were formed,
I can’t be bound to lose with you as my shiny light in in the storm,
There are so many reasons why I love you.
kid charlemagne
Well-known member
tonight sat night i went to read a variation of this.... i got an ad on instagram about a "slut night" at this coffee shop for a sexy slutty open mic and this above came into my mind.... i was of course not planning on things ronight besides watching basketball so i had to force myself to go here.... i walkedup the subway and it was pouring now so i had to go.... i walked by the place twice then went it on the third walk by.... it was a small place i go to the bar and ask to sign up and sit down.... this gay guy starts talking to me i get a "sparkling lemonade".... he seems quite bored keeps asking me questions while i give him short answers.... then this girl walks in... i am right at the bar next to where people pay so she is close to me looking at the menu and starts talking to me about what to get.... i am so amazed a woman talking to me, i have aura like my favorite basketball players.... i continue talking to her and few others and she keeps talking to me..... the open mic starts..... these stories it was almost too much for my god fearing mind.... too much vulnerability people yelling cheering on "sluts" and "whores".... i read what i had and got applause..... basically one goal, not the main goal, out of goin to these open mics is to meet people, but thru 4 of them all of these open mics are like older people in their 30s and 40s, which is fine, but i so often feel like i child and it weirds me out but i think i just need to get used to being around older people, i guess theyre not that much older, but they older enough for me to feel out of place.... 9/11 came up and i was asked how old i was and i said my answer and these two girls went "omg".... whatever..... im mad at myself for not getting that one girls ig or number but i will keep going to these regardless of there never people being there who are around my age..... also it is always funny when i tell people my living situationa nd theyre like omg thats amazing.... i am excited to start going to more nyc poetry events now that im fully in the city