My Naked VoiceA Poem by ColetteWhen speaking to a writer friend about adding music to my words for soundcloud, he said "I like your naked voice."He said he liked my naked voice that I don’t need music I don’t need fluff just the stuff that spills from my mouth metaphors They’re not really necessary when you’re raw and real as me but they can make delicate the not-so-delicate flavors of the PTSD that haunts me The struggle is real is what people say but you all don’t know just how real it is for me, and the reaper I keep at bay Some people get kids some people get cancer Some people get kids some people get cancer I’m always the fantasy rarely the reality It’s flattering, but unfulfilling FaceTime, but no face time They all return to my hive via body, spirit, text, private message They never forget the taste of my honey, but I’m out on the ledge, and they’d let me jump He said he liked my naked voice that I don’t need music I don’t need fluff just the stuff that spills from my mouth metaphors I’ve had writers block been seein’ too many pix of too many…. and I wonder what direction I’m going? I made it West I did it. I’m the hero. Though I’m still looming in the juxtaposition of beauty and peril My voice somehow silenced by the women who were friends friends who wanted me dead friends who took my compassion, and beat me speechless with their violent words, and life jeopardizing actions I always have to smile I always have to help others I always have to hide my pain I always have to hustle Ride or Die Walk or Talk I guess I’ve been walking. I guess I’ve been makin’ it happen. I guess I’m surviving. I definitely keep trying. He said he liked my naked voice that I don’t need music I don’t need fluff just the stuff that spills from my mouth metaphors Listen to the spoken word here: My Naked Voice on soundcloud © 2015 ColetteAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on November 19, 2015 Last Updated on November 19, 2015 Tags: spoken word, raw voice, metaphors, non-fiction poetry AuthorColettePhoenix, AZAbout"The poet...is not nearly so concerned with describing facts as with creating images and establishing mental connections." from the book "Uncertainty" by David Lindley I'm in love with metaphors.. more..Writing
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