Hello, I love to write.
I have written everything from Newsletters for the Human Resource Department that I am currently employed with, to poetry. I also freelance for friends, family associates.
I am the one to call when someone needs an article, or a short
+ more bio informationThey say I gain lessBecause I'm game lessI don't show any skinTell me I can't winGet the moneyTake them dummiesBend over twist it upSex contortionistHurry upThey say I gain lessBecause I'm game lessI say they're brainlessCan't hold a nine to fiveCan only speak unapprisedGive it up girlI bet you can't workIn the real worldGet ... More..
I want to be myselfThat is what I considerTo be a good demonstration of meNot what you consider to be goodA portrait an inaccurate descriptionA video image unquestionablyNot your typical girl from the hoodOnce we clear up those factsAnd use a little tactMaybe you could get on to lovingThe imperfection that is meAnd quit being... More..
I miss the flow of words streaming through my brain.Trains rolling down tracks, visions andconcepts sparked metal to metal, firesof creations, scripts of biblicalporportions.Fingers typing with lightning speedstrying to catch phrases as they leapfrom my subconscious, rolling withmuderous intentions off the tip of mythick sile... More..
When the leaves blow awayIs that tree still meOr is it that way with the worldDisconnect to be connected in new soilWhen the waves crash against the shoreLeaving itself engaged in the sandNot to be freeTo foam and landTo crash and roar no moreWhen the sun shinesAnd burns skinIs it forever mislaidAbsorbed in original sinOr doe... More..
I am screaming on the insideMouth wide, jaws stretchedMy voice SuppressedMy scream remains silentDeep inside caught on cornersOf lungs and heart winding its wayThrough tissues and cells slowed byArteries built up with sadnessPushing forth with determinationCaught in throat like coldResting on scratched tonsilsSandpaper rawA b... More..
Made for whomEnslaved to soonDoom plus gloomships no roomWhat I am made fora tool to scorepushed ashorefree no moreA rib kickeda face hita back lickeda lip splitMade by the Divinefrom kings dine to swineA few ate noon yesterdayOne part dust two parts clayWith a little hay to layfrom the field of dreams todayMade for whathis h... More..
PreyI am caught in a webA web spun from the liesI am numbFrom the poison that hasMe wrapped up tightlyAnd slowly strungMy neck stretched and soLovingly hung.You fashioned your trapWove it while I nappedAnd listened to your words of untruthI was too busy watching your eyesAnd seeing your lips moveWhile your hands created the m... More..
We have a tendency to look to the heavens and ask our higher being what our purpose in life is. We are led to believe that our life has been mapped out by a higher being, and our purpose or job has been ordained and we have no choice in the matter.This teaching can be dissected and analyzed as it relates to each of our lives.... More..
I don't like the hardCold edges of structured lifeI prefer life that looks like thePhilosophy of Aristotle or Socrates'A little less preparedAn existence more discreetMetaphysicallyI detest nine to fiveRather to arrive at cosmic timesJump into a space time dimensionGlide and flip through other worldsAnd observe history with d... More..
I love the way your lips kiss meThe way your hands touch meThe way your eyes look at meThe way your arms cleave to meThe way your voice describes meThe way your hair feels in my fingertipsThe way your spirit fuses with meI love the way your man intersects with my womanThe way your dreams seep into my dreams when we sleepThe w... More..
Adrienne D. Poole
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