RENEE’ DRUMMOND-BROWN

RENEE’ DRUMMOND-BROWN

DEAR JOHN

Dear John,

I hope

this poem

finds you

in the best of health.

I love you

BUT…

I found

someone else.

He’s actually

your best friend

and

my babies’

dad.

I promise you though,

he

did-not

destroy

what you and I

once had.

I just grew tired

of you

being away

so

very long.

One thing led

to another;

felt so right

an’ yet

so wrong.

We tried to tell you

before

you left

for war.

But then

like the Temptations

we both thought

another

mind war;

hmm~~~

what is it good for?

So,

as stated before,

I love you,

BUT…

I found someone else~~~

that I

just

absolutely

adore.

Dear Jody,

Oh,

no one

must’ve

told you,

an’ you still

don’t know?

I married

your

best friend

LONG; LONG

LOOOOONG

before

I left home.

She gets

‘YOUR’

allotments,

medical coverage,

social security

and

my pension too.

We’re on an island

(military base)

‘laughin’

our butts off;

bout

how

WE BOTH

PLAYED YOU!

Hey Jody,

How’s them projects;

I left you in?

All them mixed babies?

The welfare checks

and my drug dealing

best friend?

Sorry sister girl,

you got played in the end.

See you,

when we come home

with

our

son,

daughter,

dog

and

Mercedes Benz.

Love John,

Your ex-lover and best friend.

Dedicated to: Oorah~~~Semper Fidelis~~~You ‘gotta’ pay to play ‘wit’ a few good men!!!

Copyrighted material@ April 25, 2017.

CAN I HAVE ‘SUM’?

Root Beer and Moon pies hide.

Is obvious chocolate on the outside.

Swing low, sweet ‘shugga’ ‘iz’ within

Mommy ‘SNEAKS’ rattling paper at night.

But I hear her; I’m listening!

Can I have ‘sum’; ‘outta’ sight?

Can’t have ‘NOTHIN’ to ‘MY’ ‘SELF’!!!

Mommy waited all day for night.

Here I come; disappointing, her bite.

Dedicated: Root Beer and Moon Pies go together minus the ‘kidz’!!!

Copyrighted material@ May 25, 2017.

‘TALKIN’ HEAD(S)

Her head screws on an’ off.

You’re out of her head man.

Once strung out; its your loss.

She’s so vain; he’s so lost???

Dedicated:  THIS POEM AIN’T ‘BOUT’ YOU!!!

Copyrighted material@ May 25, 2017.

AN ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM

A pink elephant in the room.

Is obviously present, nonetheless metaphorically doomed.

An issue none wants to discuss.

A challenge beyond what appears true.

Dedicated: To be or not to be is the question an elephant in the room would ask of thee?

CITATION

I’ll write a poem for you;

You write a poem for me.

Back to back; quotations extract ‘summadat’

‘BUTT’ remember to cite thee; PLEASE.

Illustrations’ mention references; citation is key.

I’ll write a poem for you;

You write a poem for me.

Son of citation will allow thee,

to be or not to be;

“A BAD Poem” if you please.

Dedicated to:

Drummond-Brown, R. (2017). A B.A.D. Poem. Bloomington, IN: AuthorHouse.

WHEN DOVES CRY

A Poet’s Haven-Allan Boles 6 word challenge/contest

By: Author Renee’ Drummond-Brown

Satan came to Him and said

“If, You are Son of Man;

Turn all these stones to bread”

The Father replied back an’ said;

“Man shall not live by bread”

alone…is what the Trinity said.

Dedicated: The Trinity.

Copyrighted material@ May 26, 2017.

RENEE’ DRUMMOND-BROWN

RENEE’ B. DRUMMOND is a renown poetria and artist from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. She is the author of: The Power of the Pen, SOLD TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER, Renee’s Poems with Wings are Words in Flight-I’ll Write Our Wrongs, and Renee’s Poems with Wings are Words in Flight. Her work is viewed on a global scale and solidifies her as a force to be reckoned with in the literary world of poetry. Renee’ is inspired by non-other than Dr. Maya Angelou, because of her, Renee’ posits “Still I write, I write, and I’ll write!”