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Member since July 8, 2019
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Bx Just Around the corner
Just around the corner love the yesterday when bloom zenith popped kaleidoscopic inspiration hieroglyphics Nu generation linguistics folly pledging apart stance b-boy and b girl dance hold glance begin helicopter leg spins breaking the wind taking their bite out of the Apple out of sour making it all so sweet enough to eat borough to borough travel squads Queenside Bronx boogie down ...Sedgwick Avenue, Bk - Bed-Stuy, Harlem World and Staten Island novelties like baseball Jackie Robinson the Brooklyn Dodger turn bull stick ball kickball Scully was gully the whimsical delight brings to light stories on Story Avenue everything old is always going to be nu trailing ones Constitution esoteric evolution through a free Love revolution red rooms a sacred bath House of Plato's Retreat sexual liberation free to rejoice a dance to the DJ spin heathens anthems held and embrace of bolting strobe of limelight the Disco kids the Disco wiz jelly Bean benitez,kaz, Mr. magic, Knuckles, Larry Kevan, Herc gave birth to five boroughs crews formula for nu rules graffiti notebooks flip out back pockets rocket rocket aerosol cans declaration painted dreams you know what I mean scratching and surviving scrawl wet, crawls sides cement walls abandoned Halls bathroom doors across steel carriages that married the minds and mirrored the times that crippled Nations and photographs headlines in the daily news rumble of jungle Brothers teams of others...Africa bambaataa Zulu Nation cross-pollinate generation born out of ghetto tombs burden wombs rumble turned into towers of rapper's delight The sugarhill gang the stars of the sun the moon and the planet rocks baby pebbles out ghettoes from out of the five boroughs who rumble black and Puerto Rican pain of gangs Technic Crews groove into flipping Jazz licks and r and b hits to rock the houses of hip-hop gods just around the corner dragon wagons of record crates to cassette tapes now relate on times fledging hustle corporate vampires cashing in on zenith of smoke and fire ashes of ghetto rap Kings Burroughs of slum hell storytellers DJ Kool herc blew birth into nu nations Grand Master Flash and The Furious Five, DMC and LL and other tribes already on the move ... finally register to the ears of music executives pad pockets full bank accounts to million dollar ringing of rebel rap Kings of yesterday when I was just around the corner looking in at myself a lost Buffalo gal
still guns be smoking hearts broken lives toking change hoping... just around the corner tagging the times... nu rules nu rhymes nu game and a nu RAP!
Copyright© 2019 Lydia Elizabeth Percy
Lep’s timeline
- July 2024
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08 MonAnniversary
5 years of membership
- November 2020
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28 SatReceived a critique
on The submittable Portal to Wine from @Dandini
"A couple of bottles of dirty red and out come the words........ Interesting!" -
14 Sat
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13 FriReceived a critique
on Bx Just Around the corner from @Geezer
"of what is called 'machinegun' poetry? It does remind me of the rapping of a machine gun, spitting out words in a stream of related conscious bullets. No matter what you might call it, it is nothing, if not entertaining…" -
12 ThuPosted a poem
Bx Just Around the corner
"Just around the corner love the yesterday when bloom zenith popped kaleidoscopic inspiration hieroglyphics Nu generation linguistics folly pledging apart stance b-boy and b girl dance hold glance begin helicopter leg spins breaking the wind taking their bite out of the Apple out of sour making it all so sweet enough to eat borough to borough travel squads Queenside Bronx boogie down ...Sedgwick Avenue, Bk - Bed-Stuy, Harlem World and Staten Island novelties like baseball Jackie Robinson the Brooklyn Dodger turn bull stick ball kickball Scully was gully the whimsical delight brings to light stories on Story Avenue everything old is always going to be nu trailing ones Constitution esoteric evolution through a free Love revolution red rooms a sacred bath House of Plato's Retreat sexual liberation free to rejoice a dance to the DJ spin heathens anthems held and embrace of bolting strobe of limelight the Disco kids the Disco wiz jelly Bean benitez,kaz, Mr. magic, Knuckles, Larry Kevan, Herc gave birth to five boroughs crews formula for nu rules graffiti notebooks flip out back pockets rocket rocket aerosol cans declaration painted dreams you know what I mean scratching and surviving scrawl wet, crawls sides cement walls abandoned Halls bathroom doors across steel carriages that married the minds and mirrored the times that crippled Nations and photographs headlines in the daily news rumble of jungle Brothers teams of others...Africa bambaataa Zulu Nation cross-pollinate generation born out of ghetto tombs burden wombs rumble turned into towers of rapper's delight The sugarhill gang the stars of the sun the moon and the planet rocks baby pebbles out ghettoes from out of the five boroughs who rumble black and Puerto Rican pain of gangs Technic Crews groove into flipping Jazz licks and r and b hits to rock the houses of hip-hop gods just around the corner dragon wagons of record crates to cassette tapes now relate on times fledging hustle corporate vampires cashing in on zenith of smoke and fire ashes of ghetto rap Kings Burroughs of slum hell storytellers DJ Kool herc blew birth into nu nations Grand Master Flash and The Furious Five, DMC and LL and other tribes already on the move ... finally register to the ears of music executives pad pockets full bank accounts to million dollar ringing of rebel rap Kings of yesterday when I was just around the corner looking in at myself a lost Buffalo gal" - August 2020
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19 WedPosted a poem
The submittable Portal to Wine
"A whirring rolling Stones sister morphine at the end stylus skid" - July 2020
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08 WedAnniversary
One year of membership
- July 2019
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11 ThuFirst critique offered
on "More Drifting (Primal Poetry Part two)" by @Sparrow 42
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11 ThuPosted a poem
Solar
"You always will forever be my solar...sol brother...the heartest rap around...spirit constitution a revolution raging thru you...one of Garveys mighty people...I always loved the Thunder and the furrowed brow clouds frozen on your forehead... Birth of a baby spade made your jacket telegraph to the world Mental knowledge of who you are the Soldier of his story fresh direct shoulders erect ...fade laid parted half moon are even razor straight streets heard the word five percent down dedicated to our community UNITY jah bless the eye star in the crown in the cross X last alphabet Bitter bronx inspiring a poetess to test and intellectually joust sometimes boost about the best ...politics and hip hop and who was down by law...helpimg to get our minds together we could weather any storm our forces of nature strong...Our fusion cause combustion two bump heads a court room battle...you hammered your armour deflect disrespects the you determined the flight and fight out of Babylon. Sol brother nu Jerusalem solar..." -
08 MonFirst publication
Call me
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08 Mon
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08 MonJoined Neopoet
Membership begins
First poem published 1 days later.
About Me
About me
About me:
Member of NWU/UAW Local 1981/AFL-CIO, Member of The Poetry Project.
Published Author
About the author Lepadah
Words. Universally expanding outward beyond known possibilities. Spatial sporadic coagulations forming paratactic fragments. A collective archetypal inheritance expounds in the form of connected notions.
An equal expansion within. Unconscious forces seeking wholeness—the mystery of soul. Waves of resonance vibrate inward where emphasis and essence and imagination infinitely flow.
An artist’s self-sculpted personified effigy—words—shape into a finely contoured poet. Congregating episteme, a curious questioning method of elenchus seeks resolutions, just as the tightrope walker balances on the high wire sensually straddling calm and chaos, between truth and belief, encompassing reality and illusion…
Between the lines, a marinating alphabet soup of thought. Provoking pieces of nourishment, a literary tarantula translates. Spoken and unspoken images merge into discovery of repertoire as an ensemble waits in anticipation of dramatic performance, in other words, performance poetry, per se.
In lyrical soliloquy, a presentation of balanced, heart-felt harmony—prose and poetry—in other words…Le Per se.
Location: NY, USA
Favorite Poets
Whitman
Ginsberg
Baraka
Dylan
Thoreau
Frost
Sanchez
Luis Reyes Rivera...list goes on.
Recent Work
Bx Just Around the corner
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The submittable Portal to Wine
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Solar
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Call me
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