Poetry Work
Rhyming
Babe Ruth
When I was seven
I sat in a booth
And watched Babe Ruth
Hit the ball with so much spoof
When Ruth would be Ruth
My dog would roof
Oh how the youth, loved Babe Ruth
Haiku
Prison
A concrete plagued room
The windows began to talk
Freedom overlooked
Tanka
The System
Is it worth my time
To be entrapped and confined
Apart of the lines
My only limited time
So called school, Leads me to fool
Free Verse
Titanic
She layed on the wooden door
Alive, in a sea full of emptyness
A lover gave his life
To keep her warm through the night
Giving up his breath
To make sure she did not see death
The night was dark
A remembered landmark
Lyrical
Ex Girl
Who do you think you are?
A star?
I be sittin’ under them apple trees
Eatin’ all that gluten
Call me Isaac Newton
Don’t go to far
I’ll pull up in a car
You think you gon diss me?
That’s funny, come kiss me
I know you miss me
I think it’s interesting
All your mistressing
You don’t think I can see all your lies?
In your eyes
When you tell me your going to the store
I know its much more
Don’t go to far
I’ll pull up in a car
You think you gon diss me?
That’s funny, come kiss me
I know you miss me
Yeah your done
You think its all fun
Just know
I’m ‘Bout to blow