Brooke-Ashley+Thompson


 * //Poetry is the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is the ass. ~ Leonard Cohen

__My Poems__

Ode: Ode to pimping//**

//I mean I don't even approach em ! I stay in the cut until from across the room they catch my eye contact And I switch mu hips to provoke em// //With out a word spoken I implanted a yearning they turned in to them hopping. They was digging my shape and the way my jeans clinged to my thighs. But...

Am i am pimp ?

The Plan was very simple. see exactly what they want, infultrante they mental. Always keep em smiling and compliment them Act as if I don't even notice they pimples. Make em listen to long stories about triflin men and things I been through Make em believe i'm nice, sweet, charming and a tad bit gentle Have em taking me to the movies, opening doors, pulling out chairs, maybe even let him play in my hair. But...

Am I a pimp ?

But once I infiltrate these hoes. I got em buying me me expensive clothes. Telling me they love me and how they want to just hold me close. But ummm...

Am I a pimp ?

So I start to think of my dirty little actions and the way I be mackin. And filling these male heads with slick talk like like when we gone get tjing cracking. Then i realize

I am a pimp forever mackin//


 * Memory:

To forget is to remember ~ Brooke-Ashley Yvonne Thompson**

Forget hid gifts Forget his face Forget his name Forget his kiss his warm embrace

Forget his love you once new Remember he has someone new. Forget him when you play sad songs. Remember because of him you cried all night long.

Forget how close you once were Remember he has chosen her

Forget his laugh forget his grin Forget the dimple on his chin Forget the way he held you snug and tight remember hes with her and not you tonight.

Forget the time that seemed to go so fast Forget the love that moved it past

Remember he said he'd leave you never ? Remember hes gone forever !


 * //Sonnet

Tik The Cat ~ Brooke-Ashley Yvonne Thompson//**

The cat went up the boat to see the the sea Aboard he went with glee to see the fish He ran across the ship with glee to see The boy who gave him food on a big dish

He was so happy to have eaten oats It was time for him to leave he chose to fly But he could not so he chose to float When he was floating he could see the sky

When he landed his hair was a wet mess HE was also still hungry to eat so he searched for food to eat in distress after he found food he went straight to sleep

A girl named Donna found the cat Tikwa Was what she named it Tikwa the sleepa

__**About my poems**__

The poems I write are normally about how i'm feeling at the momment in time that I wrote them, There normally not long but they all have something in common which is ryme. Each poem that i;ve posted on this wiki written by me has a ryme scheme and this is because I think words flow better when they ryme. But one thing I dont normally do when i'm writing poetry is use puncuation marks. I do do this purposly becausre poems can be constructed any way in my oponion and I think the poem is normally better with ou them. But the content inside my poems are partitialy emotional, sexual, and sometimes funny. I like my poems to expess a variety of different emotions so that everyone can relate one way or another.

My River runs to thee— Blue Sea! Wilt welcome me? My River wait reply— Oh Sea—look graciously— I'll fetch thee Brooks From spotted nooks— //Say//—Sea—Take //Me//!
 * My river runs to thee ~ Emily Dickinson**


 * Analysis:** The poem "My river runs to thee" written by EMILY DICKINSON is a poem about about her love for someone. IN this short love poem emily compares her love to a river that goes on to the ocean in its unavoidable flow. THis poem is about passion and desire but yet still shows the gentleness of a woman who does not impose her love, but yet asks he lover to be with him. Most of Emily's poems have rhyme in them and this poem has a rhyme scheme as well. The rhyme schemE is AA,BB,CC, A. As well this poem has metaphoric language in which she personify's the river.


 * Success is counted sweetest ~ Emily Dickinson**

Success is counted sweetest

By those who ne'er succeed.

To comprehend a nectar

Requires sorest need.

Not one of all the purple Host

Who took the Flag today

Can tell the definition

So clear of Victory

As he defeated--dying--

On whose forbidden ear

The distant strains of triumph

Burst agonized and clear!


 * Analysis:**


 * I cannot live with you ~ Emily Dickinson**

In Vain I cannot live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf The sexton keeps the key to, Putting up Our life, his porcelain, Like a cup Discarded of the housewife, Quaint or broken; A newer Sevres pleases, Old ones crack. I could not die with you, For one must wait To shut the other's gaze down, You could not. And I, could I stand by And see you freeze, Without my right of frost, Death's privilege? Nor could I rise with you, Because your face Would put out Jesus', That new grace Glow plain and foreign On my homesick eye, Except that you, than he Shone closer by. They'd judge us-how? For you served Heaven, you know, Or sought to; I could not, Because you saturated sight, And I had no more eyes For sordid excellence As Paradise. And were you lost, I would be, Though my name Rang loudest On the heavenly fame. And were you saved, And I condemned to be Where you were not, That self were hell to me. So we must keep apart, You there, I here, With just the door ajar That oceans are, And prayer, And that pale sustenance, Despair!


 * Analysis:**

The love poem above written by Emily Dickinson is an emotional poem desvribingg her love for someone but how the can together.Emily Dickinson uses metaphoric language to decribe her feeling on my they can tbetogether. As quoted in the poem "The sexton keeps the key to, Putting up. Our life, his porcelain, Like a cup" She uses the metaphor of life as porcelain locked up by the sexton. She refers to being together in this world as "our //life//," a life locked up, not free, without passion or expression.So shes trying to say that she cnt be with this person beceus even though she wants to it would mena a life of sestricyion and thats not what she wants. What Inoticed about her witing style that that poems doesn't have rhyme scheme, but she does use punctuation mars in her stanzas.