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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Testing

The ship has sailed
And I feel I failed
But the truth is
You failed me

You never gave me a chance
Always hesitating.
Scared to take the next step.
I got tired of waiting
With hope going nowhere

Always Testing Me
Am I everything you wanted?
Is this truly what's meant to be?
But can't you see
How much more proof do you need?
My love was paid in full
A marriage license annulled.

Somehow you thought I was lying
When all I was trying to do
Is prove that my love was true
I thought I knew you
But I guess I was wrong
Realization translated into this song

You thought I was messing with your homies
Your boys, like brothers, learned to know me
They even told you no
But you were stubborn
And would not let go
of morbid thoughts...destruction of our union
That you took the time to ruin
Why did you waste our time
I hoped one day you would say,
Will you be mine?
Who are you?

By the time I received notice
I had already wrote this
My light already blew out
I felt no joy anymore
To be the one you adore
Figment of my imagination
(In daydreams I feel elation)
Now I must walk away
It hurts too much to stay
I must go my own way

Someone else will be sure
That my lonely heart is pure
And no one else will have it
I will no longer think of you
After we said our goodbyes
And are through.
Because you didn't fully trust me anyway.








Irreversible


He Teaches Me

Miss-Used Love

TELL ME
WHAT IS IT ABOUT ME
THAT IS UNLOVABLE
THAT DOESN'T DESERVE TO BE LOVED
TELL ME
WHAT IT IS
IS IT BECAUSE I DON'T PLAY GAMES
WITH YOUR CEREBRAL VORTEX
IS IT BECAUSE I CHOOSE NOT TO PLAY A BAD ASS
I DON'T MAKE YOU RUN FOR YOUR MONEY
BORING
IS BOREDOM WHAT I GIVE YOU?
TOO NICE
TOO SHY
TOO COMPLEMENTARY
TELL ME WHY I DON'T DESERVE YOUR LOVE
IT'S ONLY BECAUSE MY HEART IS FULL
ISN'T LOVE WHAT WE ALL NEED?
ISN'T THAT WHAT YOU'RE LOOKING FOR?
MY INSECURITIES. MY CONFIDENCE. MY CERTAINTY.
UNCERTAIN OF WHY I'M WASTING MY TIME
TIME ON YOU
DESTROYING MY SENSE OF SELF
MAKING ME FEEL
HOPELESS
UNDESIRABLE
PATHETIC
"PATHETIC"
LETTING EMOTIONS GET THE BEST OF ME
WRAPPED UP IN YOUR EVERYTHING
THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL
DO I MAKE YOU FEEL THE SAME?
IT DOESN'T FEEL LIKE I DO
WANTING WHAT DOESN'T WANT ME BACK
CHASING A SHADOW
CHASING A FIGMENT OF MY HOPES
LOVE ME
LOVE ME BACK.
DO YOU REALIZE
I HAVE SO MUCH TO GIVE
PLENTY
ENOUGH TO GIVE
IS IT TOO MUCH?
MAYBE...
IT'S TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR.
MY LOVE IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH
MY LOVE IS NOT WORTHY OF YOUR SELFISHNESS
MY PAINS START AND END WITH TEARS
IMAGINING MY END WITH NO REMORSE
IMAGINING MY END WITH GUILT AND REGRET
TOO LATE THEN
TOO LATE IT WILL BE
YOU MUST LEARN FROM WHAT YOU SEE
THEN TURN IT INTO REALITY.
 IT'S SWEETER IT'S BETTER
COULD NEVER BE EVER
MORE THAN WHAT I DREAM OF

Pen'D Poem: March 17 - 24

Bobbie Escobar
She knew what to do without me ever speaking a word.
Showed up to the house late, with a heavy heart and lowered head.
Too late for talking, so i lay there, right beside her.....
Tears fell....
Sobs escaped......
words drifted.....

then,

she held me close.
Her perfume wafted through my hard exterior into the softer parts of my memory.
Her embrace was heaven, and as she held me tight to her, all pain escaped.

I was free from misery,
from deceit, from hurt and lies, from debauchery and treacherous leeches....
I was home.....


 but only for a few hours....
until i was back into the cold.....


 Moving away from the only thing real to me.....


 Randumt

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