Author/Poet E Lloyd Kelly Reading His Work. Just before the launch of th...
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What is Meant by Poetry in Motion | Poetry in Commotion
Poetry in Commotion, just another poem of the times by author and poet, E Lloyd Kelly Be sure to watch the video. One was to have seen it in some social media forums, coming to us in recent times and altered decor rums. Imaginary imagery of other types of supposedly, well-placed arguments under teleprompter letterings. Captioned to say to me. “The black people are the stupidest people on the planetary system today.” That’s the most outrageous thing to say! Nay? Or yay! But, instead of anger and our outrage, someone else and I were heard shouting to have their say. “Yeah! yeah man,” on our earing page. Because, that was our first reaction to the said comments coming off them and us, and here’s the cause. Even to a fraction. Although I myself, and he, and them, all three. Are oblivious to the obvious reason that he, yes, him and I. We’re those types of manly guys, the best. We would never become so quietened that we would not be able to stand up in the doorway and say. “We’re happy ...
Man In the Media, A poem of the Times | Go walk those boots
Because I think this is really good, I want to share it with folks. Especially my folks. Please, thake note. Man In the Media (Pt. 1) “You’re not here to think, nor are you here to speak the truth”. He’d said to me. “Just go walk those boots, so.” Because I think this is really good, and because I want so much to share good things with folks. Especially with my folks, as should. And because I know that some of you don’t read very much. Well, so it was said in my hearing aid and such. That’s why I had to read it for them, and you. In somewhat of a familiar voice, vernacular terms and tongue too. Which is actually, the reading voice of a people. The very few who liked anything to do with reading in the vehicle. They’re my people though, and yours, and you are? Wait, don’t shoot just yet. Not before you hear this. … I’m talking about the man in the media, he’s getting you to change your ways. Waste you and your fore-parents’ goodness. Things that served you from ancient days. To sho...
Story Time. How to Access My Story Drafts
The message is in reading The greatest stories, they say, are laid away under headstones in graveyards, so. Tell your story today, before others are left to be making up stories about you. In the yard. Here’s the first draft of a story I’m working on. Like I've always done in the past, I'd insert a bit of the project I’m currently working on into the previously published work. I would then discard the draft after I’m done, however, I’ve come to realize that some folks really like to read these and to keep abreast of how things are progressing. So, I’ve decided to share these and other such bits and pieces of my work with you here from time to time. Be sure to follow my blog, go, take a look, and see if you like me. How to access my story drafts. Note, wordplay is the order of the day here. Each story is told with poetic flair, and snippets of Jamaican Patois inserted here and there throughout, as may be found fitting. Yeah man, yes, a Jamaica yaad mi cum fram. Oh! Sorry...