Get Mouthy 12

 

 Get Mouthy 12

 

There was a buzz,

a hive of activity

thriving in the bar.

Will someone get the bee rs in

I hear shouted,

buzz off, the reply.

None of this happened.

I may have been

in a 'deep heat' high.

Shoulder, back, arm pain

bringing wincing tears

to my eyes,

but ever the professional

I keep going.

 

When I say

I keep going

I clearly mean

handing over all duties

to our poetry queen.

I was a mere court jester

to proceedings.

The crown only fit

for one head,

I had one of those

hats with the

dangling balls instead!

 

So, as I floated on

a menthol-based cloud,

apologising loudly

to everyone around

for the scent that lingered

through the crowd.

We travelled down

to our basement, deep underground.

Through the overgrown

forest of red brick trees,

plastered with leaves

showing other nights

put on by our

fantastic venue.

We ventured

into that cavern

of light and sound.

 

I looked down

upon the crowd

all gasping for breath,

choking on menthol fumes

as I floated

somewhere overhead.

Like a wandering lonely cloud...

that's what I'm supposed

to be doing,

talking about poetry!

I knew it would

come to me eventually.

 

We had a lot of new faces,

welcomed a lot of new

members into our little

(actually, quite large) family.

Voices that really touched the heart.

Brought tears to even the driest of eyes,

Made us smile, and laugh,

showed absolute perfection

in their craft.

 

The words floated through the air,

fruit that could be plucked with care,

taken home locked in your heart,

to keep, grow and share.

Across the ground, seeds

of poetry were sown,

to be nurtured watered and grown,

so that when we return

a forest of poetrees will have grown.

So, to everyone that performed

in the open mic, a huge thank you.

This night is all about you.

Me and Carolina just give you

the space to bring your magic.

And talking of magic.

Kamisha. Wow.

A brilliant headline set

with a blend of singing and poetry,

which grabbed you by the wrist

and took you with it on a journey.

 

I always walk away so proud.

last night though, sat upon

my floating cloud

I was beaming.

The talent on display

was gleaming

like the diamonds

in the queens crown.

My jesters hat cast aside,

and hopefully by next month

I'll feel more human.

 

 

Peace, Love & Poetry.

Kyle

 

Kamisha Hawkins Interview

For our next feature artist 

we welcome Kamish Hawkins

 to deliver her thought provoking words,

 but before then let us get to know a bit more about her

I wrote my first poem 

in a classroom setting at school 

at 8 years old. 

This was part of a lesson theme. 

One was called "It's snowing" 

the other was titled "Go fishing". 

I didn't write poems again until my teens, 

despite my late Father's encouragement to do so, 

as he was a dub poet at the time.

 

I write poetry for many reasons. 

Firstly, it's been cathartic and therapeutic for me. 

It helps me to maintain my emotional and mental well-being.

 I was definitely inspired by my late Father 

being a poet himself. 

Poetry has literally saved my life 

and even resurrected it in many ways. 

I also would hope that my words assist 

in the empowerment and upliftment 

for humanity 

to love oneself and accept oneself.

I love how I feel when I recite my poems. 

Connecting with one’s own words 

and sharing that creative expression with the world 

is a very uplifting and empowering experience. 

It makes my soul soar!!

I wish for everyone 

to feel this level of freedom!

 

I would describe my work as

an empathetic expression 

for the human condition and journey. 

Also, some themes rooted in Mother nature. 

Life in general 

loss, grief, the myriad of emotions we feel, 

personal experience

 and transforming these emotions 

into feeling free.

Trauma and beauty are both as inspiring. 

I like combining the elements 

of so called dark and light 

because it's all just different

polarities of the same energy, 

it's all one. I also like to promote unity!

 

I am moved by the interconnectedness 

of everything and everyone. 

I moved by my beautiful and resilient children. 

Who inspire me daily. 

I am moved by my own life journey and the journey of others. 

By the slings and arrows 

that knock us down yet still we rise. 

I am moved by Mother nature the Creator and Creation. 

I am moved by my Ancestors 

and all they overcame for me to live today. 

I am moved by the lives of my Mother and Father 

and how they shaped me. 

I am moved by every living being. 

I am moved by the synchronicities in life 

and how they align every moment.

 I am moved by life a life as a whole.

 

I absolutely love the diversity of Leicester’s poetry event scene. 

I have attended 5 different poetry locations/events 

that are on-going 

and each has its own unique identities 

and its own recurring themes, 

with talented hosts and poets, 

also the inclusivity of one and all 

being welcome is heart-warming.

The Leicester poetry scene is alive 

with a myriad of poetic talents at all levels.

Maybe we as a poetry community need 

to promote our events to more people 

who wouldn't ordinarily choose to attend. 

Whilst I understand 

some may not be at all interested, 

I think poetry is for everyone!

 

My favourite poets 

range from local to world stage.

Firstly, my late Father Oscar Frank.

Maya Angelou, Mary Oliver, Benjamin Zephaniah, Bobba Cass, Lydia Towsey, Dr. Pam Thompson, Sandra Pollock, Carol Leeming, Cathie Rae, Kyle Coare, Ty'rone Haughton, Carolina, Amy Walpol, Oscar, Imani and many more. 

Most are local poets 

because it's local poets books I have read. 

I love supporting local talent!!

 

(Shameless self plug!!! Kyle)

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My instagram is @warriorspiritroamingfree