Tuesday, May 19, 2009

I wish

I wish I could speak like I knew what I was talking about.  Speak like I knew myself.  Some people just have this gift.  The transition between brain, heart and voice is so smooth for them.  I watch def jam poetry because I am absolutely fascinated with expression in this pure, confident, vocal form.  I wish I had that.

Maybe I could write it.  But I envy the ease with which these poets just lay out their truths with their voices, without glancing at paper.  I can't take my eyes away from them.  I'm entranced by the tenor of their voice, or the inflections and rhythms, the shape of their mouths.  

I wish I could do that.  


Beautiful.

1 comment:

AutumnLuis said...

watched the one you gave me the link for.....beautiful