I know blogs are full of pictures, full of music and the newest way to crop and chop your shorts and shirts before the summer heat begins. Now, I can’t lie and say I find no interest in these glamors and glories, because I’ll be the first to cut the sides of my shirt and shave all of my head clean of long locks if I feel my beauty will be heightened by this. But my passion, oh my strongest passion is in the words.
I keep watching def poetry jam episodes, keep dreaming of the day where I can stand, trembling and sweating, before an audience who’s eyes cannot leave mine as I spit a verse, poetically of course. Now I know I know, personal blog entries never really catch the interest of a blog follower, they wanna see your latest outfit or when your mixtape will drop, but why not read a sonnet or two? A river of imagery?
Give it a shot, I’ll start to place in a few in between the latest hot heels I desire, the best new Alicia Keys album, my newest blazer I just bejeweled, or the craziest new architectural pattern our design gods have blessed us with.
And remember this: All of these things are beautiful and passions, but close your eyes and read the imagery of the written word, and it can take you further than you’ve ever reached before.
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