Crystal Senter Brown is (not) just a girl...

Liquid words…Yes these words I speak is out of the ordinary liquid words

Speaking through the precipitation through the rain, sleet, and flurs

Hurricanes and tornados in my vocabulary occurs

Twisted words in a twister liquid words I prefer

So when something is on my mind my words like an ocean

Above sea level or below depending on my emotions

My words are liquid words no potions

Needed for the mouths of the oceans that’s closing

My heart is needing liquid words because it’s frozen

Waiting for it to melt so it can open

Sometimes it’s constantly dry I reopen

Up to the mouth of the river to start soaking

Not enough strength to swim I start choking

Because the bridge of trust instantly collapsed no floating

Good deeds and dirty sins in water bottles I was toating

Drinking to quince my thirst causing problems never knowing

Started from a drop to a puddle I start growing

Transforming into a large body of water I start flowing

And I’m lost without a boat….No life jacket or no raincoat…

To cover me from these liquid words I wrote…Matter of fact I put myself under oath

I swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth

Sometimes my water turn from dirty brown to sky blue

And that’s just by God’s miracles

That makes me put it in liquid words because I’m just so lyrical…..I’m out

Amari Browne- Brooklyn, NY

Everything I imagine comes to life
Everything I want comes to life
Everything loved came back to life
Everything I draw comes to life
Everything I write comes to life
Wait.
Let’s stop.
Am I imagining too much?