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    A Methodical Mental Mind: Poetry from the Soul
    A Methodical Mental Mind: Poetry from the Soul
    A Methodical Mental Mind: Poetry from the Soul
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    A Methodical Mental Mind: Poetry from the Soul

    By Amber Lovlie

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    The inspiration for my compilation of poetry was to share some of my life experiences with the rest of the world. Ive broken the material up into three major components. I start you off with poetry of a more serious nature. Then I take you on an upswing. This is poetry including verses reflecting stories of coming out of the valley. Then theres the final component that just to show my versatility. Some verses are whimsical, maybe even silly. But sometimes a little lightheartedness is needed in ones life. And then finally my last entry is dedicated to my grandmother. I love her because shes like my anchor.

    There is great expectations of this writer and author who introduced her book scriptures as a participant and graduate of the 2012 black writers institute. Her subsequent book promotional preview and exhibition book reading at the historical Paul Robeson house museum served as the endevour of Ntozake Shanges a For Colored Girls and Sonia Sanchez Does Your House Have Lions she writes with warmth and compassion of inheritance forwardness allure of earth wayward stranger love her soul says Yes to engage those Sistergirl friendly-fondness piracy. A Quiet Storm of spitfire - it is this epitaph that she so joins for being unaware of change agency bespeak, breathe and longingness thwarted from otherwise warrant Woman Warrior stands and Thou Art Loosened.
    -Maurice Henderson
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateJul 31, 2014
    ISBN9781463423216
    A Methodical Mental Mind: Poetry from the Soul
    Author

    Amber Lovlie

    I once was a person whose life was in perfect harmony just like 1, 2, 3. Everything was right side up, and then suddenly turned upside down. Come into my world and take a look at what I see. When I look into the mirror all I see is a shell of me. But thru it all there still good times to be had. Some kinda silly, not everything is all sad. Keep your head up. Especially for those in the joint. When you read these passages, please try to get the point. A lot of these versus were inspired when I had to do my bid. A Short one, compared to others. But the words remind me of what I did.

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      A Methodical Mental Mind - Amber Lovlie

      (KEEPING MY SANITY)

      MENTALITY OF AN INMATE

      Everyone’s a slumber

      Up until the aim’s wee

      Pleasant dreaming with eyes shut

      Everyone is, all but me

      They lye atop a bed

      They act as if it were their own

      Make no sounds, yells, or calls

      They do not even moan

      They prance around the cell

      As if their private residence

      Out of my element while here

      To me… .

      This really makes no sense

      These sheets aren’t mine

      This blanket’s rough

      My skin it irritates

      Don’t know how much more of this madness

      That I’m able to take

      Keep to myself for the most part

      With music in my ear

      Will miss baby girls Christmas

      And the start of the New Year

      These garbs they issue are tattered

      The food served makes me ill

      Will hold on ’til my exit date

      ’Cause I know it’s Gods’ will

      No clicks do I engage with

      My radio’s my only friend

      Trying to wait patiently

      For my sentence to come to an end

      Institution life is not for me

      These people seem complacent

      Giving the state years of their life

      For me, I’m not that patient

      Overheard a conversation

      Another inmate wants to go home

      Not to get her life together

      But to the streets so she can roam

      They seem to like this place

      Like it’s a five star grand hotel

      Can’t understand their train of thought

      It’s like a living hell

      Did myself a dis-service

      No one else I can accuse

      Must accept blame for my actions

      Deeds I’ve done can’t be refused

      Imprisoned in this cell

      A lesson lifetime I have learned

      Must regain respect of all my peers

      An honor I must earn

      Each day in here reminds me

      Of what I choose not to become

      Retreat back to my cot

      At day’s end when eve’s done

      Must wear this stain ’til life’s end

      Does my punishment fit the crime?

      The verdict is still out on that

      But will linger on my mind

      HOW COULD MOMMIE MISS CHRISTMAS

      How could I miss Christmas?

      The biggest day of the year

      Thinking already of what plans to make this time next year

      How could I miss Christmas?

      That’s what my baby girl will say

      She missed the biggest day of the year

      During the holiday

      I feel a great sense of remorse for what I’ve done so wrong

      But I have got to bide my time

      It just seems like so long

      How could I miss Christmas?

      The biggest day of the year

      I wish I could bend down and whisper softly in her ear

      Sleep slow my child be patient…

      Please have no fear

      Joy on her face I’ll miss as she opens gifts of splendor

      The brightness smile, twinkle, in her eyes

      So innocent, so tender

      The day the children wait for all the year ‘round

      Pretending to hear hoof steps of Santa and reindeer sounds

      Here I sit in a 10x8

      Donning a set of browns

      Christmas time this season has really got me down

      How could I miss Christmas?

      Sad but oh so true

      I really need to take this time to say that

      Mommie Loves You

      HURT

      Hurt is a feeling that no band aide need

      Hurt is an emotion that only time can feed

      Now there’s a superficial hurt

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