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Friday, April 18, 2008

Promptness Womanist

Toughness, With a little added weakness Such as this, In the mind of your promptness I notice, every time I see you Never a change in the world with your ambitions So steadfast to impress, As never a follower but a leader We all see as you physically confess You seem to know everything, And we know... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, April 17, 2008

True Love Has A Place

Love, The natural Like the feeling you get, When you first saw your wife Or the feeling you get, When you first see your newborn child So tender, Pure, and settle It is the feeling which helps us remember On to what is true? Will never lie to cover a fool Where a belief, in justice indeed To... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Dessert

After a hard days work, I’m now ready to enjoy my reward As in any place, During any time, Night or day Once I am done, It is now the time, For the moment to remember The elegant and smooth, Warm taste of pleasure As my ambitions rely, As it is the time More rewards, like work I now find, They are... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Hail the BEST Gap Champs!

As a Yankee fan, since 2004 I’ve had to deal with a lot of grief. Not necessarily from the ball club itself, we all struggle, but from the media as well as Yankee Haters…(More of them then any other sport franchise and has won more championships ) I’m speaking of certain bandwagons of fair weather... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 14, 2008

IT Speaks

By: Jason Donald Partington Written: 4/14/08 © 2008 Like a creepy disease it consumes you It’s the only thing that controls you It is speaking to you I can see it in your eyes Because you never look at mine Though I am looking right at you Your head is beneath, clear to view Sex is speaking to you... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, April 13, 2008

A Walk in the Bronx

As I walk in the Bronx I walk, With a cold chill It is dark, Why do I feel so ill? It is night fall, Or it might just be my fault To which I have these thoughts It could just be, The cold air, Blowing in my ear Is it just me? As people walk by me This darkness, In which people do say I find in some... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, April 12, 2008

“Let’s Go!”

By: Jason Donald Partington Written: 4/13/08 © 2008 As you walk in your world, It looks shattered As a wasteland battered Silence, and the sight, of ruins, echo in the night Your world will never be the same So, are you going to sit there, And become a part of the waste? Or are you going to get up... Sign in to see full entry.

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Poetic Sketches

I enjoy free-writing To me, It is the best way besides free-styling I write to show image, To which imagination takes control As a portal, Which takes me anywhere I wish to go My writing is like a drawing, Which I take my time To which I think heavily and best Just like when you draw you erase On... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, April 11, 2008

First Fans

In all of what I vibe, Truly a masterpiece in time To which my understanding is vague, Though, my sight is as if it’s closely laid I cannot wish anything more on this phenomenon Surely a piece of history in the making and beyond Of a marveled view, Never to fully understand it’s truth Which is truly... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, April 10, 2008

White Roses

To what is the essence? Something so florescent To which music carries me, As a white rose’s scent I feel, Such an effervescence With a mix of tranquil expedience I find myself, Though in this, I’m lost Lost in the scent To which no music in the air, With lyrics of a vent As I carry this, In my hand... Sign in to see full entry.

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1. Love poems 2. Ponderisms 3. Incouraging 4. Letting out anger Also, may contain some editorials on politics or on how I feel in general.

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