Feb's last day, Still Celebrate

Instead of doing my usual #vss365 piece, I've decided to do a 3 word generated poem, and as you can tell from the video below, the words are: large, fall, and load

 

Last day

of the month

    celebrate 337

Large land mass

    stolen with gun powder 

    from the east &

    small pox from 

    unclean Europeans

They fall

    unlike angels from 

    heaven,

    morals fall faster 

    than wishes for better 

    life, and destinies manifested

    they

failed.

Lock & load

    enslave, whip, beat

Lock & load

    freedoms fought for

    never really won

Lock &load

    black codes, segregate

    burn black towns

Lock & load

    cops blue black billy club

        spills red

    teachers blonde 

        bully but don't educate

    cells built en masse

        filled to capacity

The ballot failed,

    no shell casings on the ground

The sheep sit,

in arm-chairs...

    

    Revolution?

The questions awaits its

    answer.

©2025 C. Barbee

60 second vertical

Peace, peace....

    In protest today...(should I say that right after peace peace?) in any case I'm doing a bit of blogging today as I'm taking a bit of a break from social media, shopping, and spending money on folks that don't care about my folks', they just care about my 

Black Money 

In any case I've decided to do some shorts and post them here instead.

Of course I'll have to go back to social media, but today I'm chillin' here. Also I'll be announcing some writing happenings in the next couple of days, and weeks ahead.

So Stay Tuned In.  Now, the 60 second video

Don't forget to leave a comment...don't be afraid of conversation...

2-22-25 #Fart #VSS The story behind the story, and part III

 It’s 6:03pm and I’m ready for a good drink. I’ve spent the day creating.  I got up this morning and penned a 3 part poem to the prompt of ‘fart’. 

As you may or may not know, I try and post a poem on Twitter (yes, I still call it that, and yes I’m there) on the hashtag (#vss365)  I’m pretty loyal to the space and the writing.  

So here is part III of my #vss365 prompt of #fart 

and just for kicks, here's a copy of the complete piece--

(part I)

Beautiful Wednesday

chillin at the park

Art,

wrapped in

brass keys; poetry

on the tongue

Sun’s out

lookin’ for fun

Fabled freestyle 

open space;

had milk that day…

a #fart,

was on its way

#vss365 

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(part II)

Pen’s passion 

at this particular park

was never pensive.

Private like vacuums 

in belly’s 

bubbleguts; sometimes

creativity is born

there—

other times

it’s just a 

#fart 

#vss365 

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(part III)

Was feeling 

yellow sun rays 

rather than 

brown & soiled 

streaks;

Smiles are better 

described between 

two cheeks…

yet other cheeks

sought relief,

& a beautiful

#fart 

was released,

to the 5 winds

#vss365  

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Take 3 minutes of Your Time...

 Peace peace all!!

Happy Black History Month, Happy Superbowl victory to the Eagles, Happy Kendrick bowl, and all that. 

Also, have a show coming up tomorrow online, check my socials for the details!

Wanted to get some feedback on a little jam I'm working on, so watch the video....AND DON'T FORGET TO COMMENT!! Watch the video below