Fire and Water written by J.V. Stanley & A.N. Ramey

J.V. Stanley & A.N. Ramey Fire and Water
Two lifelong poets, sisters, and best friends have fused together to bring you a variety of poems designed to melt the heart and inspire the soul. Separated for a time and coming back together stronger than ever they proudly present, "Fire and Water." The poems touch upon the earthly and otherworldly cares, delving into the complexities of the soul through the various trials faced through love, heartache, and everything in between. Join them on their journey through the dark and into the light. Travel with them through the gauntlet of poetic life with its obstacles at every turn. Each challenge they faced, however, paved the way for them to step forward with fierce determination and ever present love. Their poetry is mostly free-verse, but touch upon various forms such as the Kyrielle, Harrishma Rhyme, the Italian Sonnet, Etheree, and Twin Etheree.
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The ugly

The ugly

Once there was a time
before love shackled my
mind, before love shielded
my vision to a better life
I was blind

The beauty that
stained my face
in a dream state you
couldn't find but that
was long ago when " choice "
was actually mine

Love created a glue
which tamed my feet
I couldn't climb.... Even
when his care changed the
color of my eyes, his definition
Of beauty my new pretty
ugly defined and still I wouldn't
move due to the stick in loves

I've tried....

Well in mind, mentally
planned a great divide
but due to his bruising replies
that bright idea quickly reclined,

Things I have in
mind are never released
into verbal cries because
the last issue I owned almost
brought me my final goodbye

My life nearly
declined disrespect
registered by his eye, The
decision to use my mind was
considered the ultimate crime

But I love em....
So when he's ready
I guess I'll say goodbye,
until then the " pretty "
pain on my face ill manage
to hide

The ugly

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Pen'D Poem: Feb 24 - March 6

Darius Farrar

"Drowning Tears"
Why does it seem like
The more I open my heart
The bigger weapon you try to find
Forgetting that this heart of mines
Is just as fragile as yours
But you still try to chip away
At this ole heart of mines
I've sexed you as your
Heart pledged me too
I've loved you as your
Soul cherished me too
But as soon as I build up too
Make my appearance in this relationship
My very last appearance of your life
You always show signs of improvement
Telling my heart the things it wants
And showing my soul the things it needs
Why won't you allow this heart of mines
To finally stop drowning it self
In its own tears
I'm starting to get to the point where
I forget the swimming instructions
And standing to see if the water
Is neck high or not isn't even an option
Not because I'm too far in but
Because I've stayed so long my memory
Doesn't remember how far I've come and gone
I want to be a free agent and
See who really wants a bid at helping
God rebuild this broken heart so
That the healing process can begin
But before that happens I need to be
Release from this depressing abusive team
And saved from drowning in my tears

 Poetic Vessel

Pen'D Poem: March 10 - 17


I am afraid
All tears drip sore
I’m tired of being the man I am when people just still don’t seem to understand
It hurts to breathe inside knowing you’ve been ignored
Prayers silenced, Dreams cut short
Life is the vessel and the mission is living
Spirit low on fuel and my mind screaming abort

Just living to be…
Lightly treading emotional minds
Losing sight of my own feelings
While recognizing that others don’t see mine
Some love for love and that’s the reason for their pursuit
Not realizing that everyone loves differently.
Too impatient to wait it out and see what time brings you.
Damn shame,…
Many possibilities, many names
Afraid of river of time repeating itself with Shai
And it’s the hurt I carried before the stars ever came.
When I walked in on a cheating wife
Kids sheltered by the door,… muffling their mother’s moans
And I got to keep my cool because the laws says that’s what right
Gave up my home, Found sanctuary in being alone
Suffering the greed of a Amateur Queen
Making it harder to be a father and it’s what the Courts condone
If I lacked the strength to take responsibility
Displaying the absence of man within me
I would be indicted by my own mind
And the sentence would be befitting,
But since the day of the first birth,
I have stood firm in the dirt
Now fighting bitter smiles and uneven scales
Trying to prove to a Judge that’s blinded by a skirt
Watched a gavel fall
Stripping me of time with my earths
Made it difficult to move on
But I still knew my worth.
Took a few swings in the dark
Even had a connection with one
But she was quick to explore something different
I tried things slow, while she made her mark
Hesitant with every other
And who could blame this brother
Fire burns different than stars
So I observe the quick lovers.
And I am writing this
Because I fight with this
I don’t care about who reads or comment
Smile, frown or click button to like this shit
Opinions don’t move me
And it definitely doesn’t move my fright
I know that love don’t love me,..
Damn your opinions,…this is my life
Pouring my own sorrows
While sipping my own tears
Found comfort with few real friends
But everybody leaves and that’s been my fear.
So when ear hustling about the bad men
And all the evil men do
Think of the masses of men that do the right things
Only in their vulnerability can you ever see pass what you thought you knew….
(Sighs Oh Sorrow)….StarChasr

Copyright © 2013 Shai Carter (StarChasr)

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