Inspiration meets Poetry( Word-play) Conversation between a Poet and Poetess.

i

Poet:

Sweet poetess! Wave your magic wand

and stimulate this mind with your amazing

floetic juices.

Visions of romantic archetypes come to me

in watercolor and I just want to drown in the

essence of your enticing word-play.

There’s a poetic uprising inside my mind.

Rioting words amid chaotic sentences corrupt

my thoughts and drain inspiration.

Unshackle me, if you please…if you will.

Invite me inside your mental erogenous zone.

 

Poetess:

My soul bursts with pride, my wordsmith.

Let your guard down and meet me on plain

canvas with nothing but your conscience.

With my quill pen, i’ll write instructions to

your heart and fill your mind with my

resplendent ability.

Metaphors will seep through your veins

and your thoughts will squirt everywhere

in the comfort of my mesmerizing eloquence.

 

ii

Poet:

Passion burns, my adrenaline rises!

I feel a shimmer of energy inside my soul

creating a spiritual resonance –synonymous

with my poetic declaration.

Jumbled sentences sermon me.

I lure words into deep, passionate orgies

of verse- mad beats and vibrations.

I’m drenched with your inspiration!

 

Poetess:

Your appreciation brings me to my knees

and makes me prophesy my poetic truth

like a griot.

Let’s create a tapestry of words!

Razz my heart’s overflowing literature

with your well enunciated dictionary.

Weave me a rhyme and let me swirl across

the page to your synchronized beats.

 

iii

Poet:

The canvas is our stage- let’s indulge in the

horror of our descriptive language.

Our adjectives will crash with rasping colors

as we expose our souls in naked art.

I’ll leer at your well crafted sentences like

nude skin.

Together, we’ll create mind blowing

masterpieces containing our vulgar, artistic

designs and patterns.

 

Poetess:

Your flaming passion illuminates my soul,

enlightens my mind and provokes my

fleeting coquetry.

Your poetic finesse tickles my imagination

and allows me to re-trace my ancestral trails.

I bask in the warmth and integrity of your

inspiration.

 

iv

Poet:

My heart, soul and mind delight at your

smooth floetic semblance.

Like chocolate and cream, we compliment

each other in a smooth flow as our tongues

interlock in poetry’s enchanting kisses.

You’ll come to me again, great poetess –

Now, will you?

I desire to build a more enduring, lasting

poetic commitment to your heart, soul

and your beautiful mind in the Spoken word.

 

Poetess:

I have built a wardrobe of memories for us.

Call for me when the thugs of writers’

block attack your mind’s master suite and

mess with your creativity.

I’ll stand outside the windows of your soul

with my juicy word-play.

We’ll spit words, split sentences as our

thoughts merge in a duet.

Stagger across canvas like drunks, as our

words bleed on paper.

We’ll poeticize our thoughts and imaginations

and let inspiration take over.

Pages will close, our poetic theatre’s doors

will shut but i’ll forever stay engraved

inside your mind.

Our words are immortal and we’re bound

forever in poetry.

 

v

Poet:

Here’s my poetic tribute to you in words-not

Just mere prose for the beautiful, talented

Poetess that you are.

Written with love, sealed with a kiss.

Until next time, Poetic Queen- my bright star!

 

Poetess:

I’ll scribe syllables on every page in

remembrance of you.

Your powerful words and inspiration will

always pull me from pits of despair.

A kiss for your beautiful mind, poet.

An ode printed with Xs and Os as we depart

momentarily.

To last – to the end, King- my soaring eagle!

 

©FloetryC 2017

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Author: AfroetryC

I am an African woman and a mother to a precious little angel. I love to use the term "Afro-floetic Queen" mostly to describe my poetry and my roots. I love poetry...art, soul music and inspirational bits of knowledge to offer advice and counseling to those who need it. I can be very witty, straight forward but fun. Ha. ha... A colorful perception of the world - expressed in my poetry. I want to inspire people with my Poetry...give them hope, while also advising them. Life is a learning process and i am happy when one of my pieces directly affects or inspires one of my readers. Let's take a detour around experience, and let me fill your minds with sweet poetic juices.... Note: Just changed my user name from FloetryC to AfroetryC because the latter is more personal and describes my Spoken Word Poetry better.

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