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Photo Session…

Photo Session Innocent as a new-born, yet guilty as sin. “Click” In a flash your curves are seared into memory. Camera stands voyeuristic between you and me. “Click “Click” Damn it’s hot in this spot. Self esteem making your bare skin shy. We spark, giggle and then blaze a lot. Modesty gone, body art fills […]

Imagine Me…

Imagine me as a niave youth born to die, walking side by side with the sins of the father.  Confused by ghetto fear sellers mad at me for not making the purchace, That I felt wasn’t worth it. Imagine my soul saved by blind faith carried to the waters on the back of a mother’s […]

Dragon Shadow Boxing.

My pain began at the sound of the bell. I come out swinging painfully against bent darkness. Heart guarded and brutal. Bobbing and weaving dark spirits. Delirious not noticing the hole in my chest. As I tried to counter mirrored movements. Only successful at frustration. Satan laughing. Dragon wings scorched through the heat of my […]

Toothless Shark

Artists are a sensitive bunch, sometimes too sensitive. I wrote this a long time ago when I felt the need to defend myself. A poet who calls himself “Crucial” was poetically serenading the same woman I was when Myspace was king. Over the course of this serenade it became evident that she preferred my writing […]

Spoken Word Video “The Passion Assassin” by Graffiti Bleu

The Passion Assassin I spot him in the alley way. Wielding an umbrella on the sunniest day. Patiently lurking in the shadow of new love. Disguised as a passer by eyes on the time. Constantly smirking towards heavens above. His attention falls earthward to hearts intertwined. Lovers see him not behind dark shades of promise. […]

cryptic heart sorrows…

I ask myself, cryptic heart sorrows… Why does satan hug me like he misses me? Why does this lonely walk I’m taking feel familiar? Why do so many talk a great game but don’t know how to play the card they’re dealt? Why can’t people stop talking about shit that doesn’t matter? Why do people act […]

rebirth

Graffiti Bleu

This is my life right here. The rebirth of my creative life. I have looked the dragon square in his eye and smiled at him fearing not. I put the pain inside the pages lustfully. I wept as I sung rich love down the hallowed hall. I refused to forget her or our dance among the starlit sky shaped round […]

”Just-I-See Justice”

As the ice came down and flame found its stride in the X-mas chimney, I laid ink in cursive to the fallen white. Next level I embrace you in the company of an old friend. I travel lifeless through the cosmic energy of my rival’s survival. I have looked into despairs pit gazing at the […]

Tasting Game

I lick the two gate keepers of my spoken words/ Remaining speechless trapped within the day dream of a day dream/ Smiling at the prize that lives south of your navel/ It grins back at me side ways/ Patiently waiting to reward me for patiently waiting/ Finally/ The flower I chase now stares at my […]

“The Pain That Answers to God” (Letting Go)

Shoulders heavy with comprehension’s failures Making bare feet drag through hot rough sands. High noon beams reality in despair’s dessert The truth’s blinding light masking its own existence. The Horizon holds no promises So I make one to my soul. “Stop sweating Start replenishing” I remove the weight from my shoulders and become lighter. I […]

“The Sit Down”

The Sit Down by Graffiti Bleu

Just because you have a knife, fork, napkin and appetite doesn’t mean that you’re bringing something to the table. Funny, how a love starved heart makes you see a meal in the empty hands of the sexy who’s the first to approach. Many are guilty of judging a soul with rose tinted glasses. In an […]

Mahogany Mamma

Graffiti Bleu

Business before pleasure, unless pleasures your business. A meeting with a Diamond I must see to believe. Patiently I wait behind my desk to witness. She enters my office; I inspect the 4 c’s