We sat and we considered~~ a Jamie Bond and ‘just bill’ joint
We sat and we considered
we sat and we considered what should we write about Jamie and i
you see, we are not only Poets but people attempting to build steeples where we may ring the bell and awaken your understanding
it is not that we are demanding you pay attention that is your choice and this is our voice that we use to speak about our own fears our own loves our own concerns our own doubts
sometimes we are quiet some times we incite spiritual riots moving souls moving minds to find their own way to say what they have to say
and sometime we shout about things we think others should perhaps consider
so what up Jamie what do you have to say today i think i need to pay attention and let you speak on it and mention what’s on your mind
Bill and I We talk all the time Our candid Conversations Become freestyle sessions About the bullshit and nonsense We’re getting fat eating popcorn While sitting on the sideline Waiting with bated breath For them to say something moving But we’re still here unmoved
Like I dunno We SEE your mouth moving But where are you going? EXACTLY!!!
Verbally we are architects Drawing 3D plans and creating blueprints We tune up thought processes And fix flats like we’re in a race yard We are ink chemists giving formulas for success But you all refuse to drink it Acting like it’s a Jekyll and Hyde lab or some shit!
And yet they seem bored…. Bill and I; we shake our heads To how easily you forget To pay homage to the Elders To get in the lab and learn your craft Not saying you need to be an expert But take time to understand it
Regretfully forgetting We are Poetry’s’ Poets and Poetess’
The super novastructura To the construction of your structure Arms outstretched like a parasol to protect you We’ve used paper as a barricade to an ink levy With our ink pens we’ve dug tunnels and built bridges Iron sharpens iron which compliments our sinew And what did or are you doing?? EXACTLY!!!!
but in truth Jamie i am encouraged by the younguns the young guns who load their weapons of mass destruction to shoot that shit spyt that shyt and write that shit they do cause when i and you were them there young guns we had no support there was no community
and now these young ports have an immunity from impunity to speak as they feel but some time for real i must question what that is
i know it is none of my biz-ness but some of that mess we be writing has me fighting to understand just where we are going as we claim that we are flowing doing our poet thing
so my way of encouraging is some times to click a “like” not to psyche any one out that i have read them cause time is not a luxury i enjoy to read all the tags they deploy to get our attention
not to mention that i do have a job that is not about swabbing a poets knob about how great they are cause if they do not know who they are or how far they what to go with it shit what can i tell them
Oh yes I agree We all need the variety of genres In every facet of poetry we speak But the concern is the lack of purpose When they rhyme the thumbs up And empty likes because of the limelight
We deal with Attention whores and like addicts Those who need counseling Make it seem like they missed a session of therapy I’m just saying ….Now that’s real talk poet
They knew it was hot when they posted it Putting it out there to be read is called self publishing And who am I to critique; to scrutinize or criticize I am not the winner of the poetic noble peace prize
The main thing is to bleed the ink Let the thoughts flow allow the concept to flow And then go back …After a day or so And then re read it …Re~ bleed the ink….
Condense it if possible I ain’t worried about the poets I just wonder where they’re going...
you know Jamie most times when i read i do not know about the flow and where it is going nor what is the message some poets are sowing so all i can do is not to construe that i know anything and simply say this “it is what it is” and that is their biz not mine i have my own divine mind to deal with so i just smdh