Rowdy Solomon

Rookie - 99 Points [Sol 'without the 'u' because poetry is not just about me'] (11/20/1991 / MACON, GA)

Rowdy Solomon Poems

1. Living A Lie 9/20/2012
2. Down The Barrell 9/20/2012
3. The Hymns Of The Hurricane 9/20/2012
4. Acts Of Love 9/20/2012
5. The Palmy Puppet 9/20/2012
6. I Am Poetry! ! ! 9/20/2012
7. Rainbows (For Our Children) 8/2/2013
8. Who Was I Kidding 8/25/2013
9. The Love-Romancer Part 1 (Sight) 8/2/2013
10. I'M A Murderer 8/2/2013
11. The Joy Of Pain Part One (Barely Survived) 3/2/2014
12. A Life For A Love 3/2/2014
13. Face Down 6/6/2014
14. Everything I Had 6/6/2014
15. Get Through It 6/16/2014
16. Deferential 6/18/2014
17. Undying Hope 12/10/2015
18. Too Much 12/10/2015
19. Bucket Of Blood 12/10/2015
20. Hungry 8/2/2013
21. The Love-Romancer Part 2 (Hearing) 8/2/2013
22. I Take Pride In 8/2/2013
23. The Love-Romancer Part 5 (Smell) 8/2/2013
24. The Love-Romancer Part 4 (Taste) 8/2/2013
25. The Love-Romancer Part 3 (Touch) 8/2/2013
26. From The Bottom Of My Glass 8/2/2013
27. Between Your Sheets 8/2/2013
28. Our Good Night 8/2/2013
29. Your Tender Touch 8/2/2013
30. You Pushed Me Away 8/2/2013

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You Pushed Me Away

I woke up on the wrong
Side of the bed this morning
Because it was your side
At least it used to be
Some of the pillows were
Cold as ice just like the
Shoulder you gave me when
You turned your back and said goodbye
I did everything in my power
To keep us together, but it
Only drew us apart
We were like continents drifting
Away from each other slowly
I guess I have to blame myself for
Crying an ocean over you then watching
You float away on my tears
Flowers, candy, chocolates,
Jewelry, cuddling, songs and poems
Just for you and me ...

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I Am Poetry! ! !

My mind is an incubator. It hatches embroys divinely planted into it over a period of time. These embryos are ideas, topics, and experiences that were fed, nurtured and given life through my thoughts. These thoughts become words, carefully constructed and crafted with each syllable having a heartbeat of its own. I speak these words, and they grow a

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