Nice cricket lullaby me
Ancient creatures wiggle the night
Fading softly
Feather bedded plunged decadence delight
Mumble tumble concrete sirens
Silent movement peaceful flight
Insomnia drifting off into restful sleep and gentle resurrection.
Author: leahjoyp. MayaRose SpokenWord
Whisperings
Soft whispering winds fly with reckless abandon.
Singing us back to nature still buzz humming a piece of all our offerings in labor and ecstasy.
No cave drowning out the burial of truth and illusion’s invisible sheath that echoes on a string through prisms of found glory.
Pressed up to it like a child’s first snow captured out the window; before terror of bodies dissolved dormant in the mind.
Life pulsating forcefully along a hot summers day; dodging traffic, weaving, hammock tied to the mighty maple trees.
Gently swaying
the tender baby inside, gleeful
Surrendered to the ride of our life
Blown away by the breeze.
Forever in your Arms
The past in the breeze
washed away and worth it
Feeling forever in your arms
The touch embrace captures into surrender to your palms
Ecstasy with a flitter of eye pressing lips to cheeks love glowing
Emerging growth pains its seedlings path to bloom
The stars put an asteroid between the sun and the moon
Leaving the shine and twinkle to move through space linking
Heart to heart
Real Man
Real man
Loving a woman secure and sweet
Giving peace and trust
No need to sweep me off my feet
Cuz these toes are grounded
I know who I am
Not looking for a savior
Just a
Real man
Pays his own bills
Owns his own crib
Not afraid to sleep at Mine
Cuz the power’s not just his
Equal in every way
Still he knows how to treat me right
Surprises unexpected
Kiss me soft throughout the night
A vision both we share
Supporting all my dreams
I stand firm by my real man
Grown beyond the squirm and scheme
A real man
True man
No lady looks but me
No hiding
Slying
Lying
Belonging feels so free
Forever and together
No fear to be alone
Real men don’t text
Y’all know how to use the phone
A heart wide open
No secrets to unlock
My real man
Knows his flaws with no excuses popping blocks
Priority on his list
No haste to stepping up
I give him all the same
Cuz a Real man
I ain’t be giving up
Calling all poets and storytellers
Come be part of one of the best festivals in Fairfield county. For those of you who love Soupstock, the team has created another great event called Riverfront Music Revival.
I am hosting the writers tent “Piece of mind” including featured performers, writing workshops and open mic. We are still looking for a small handful of performers for open mic as well as Slam Poets to compete for a cash prize. Contact email listed ASAP. 
Maya Rose 