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This is my online sanctuary. A place for me to call my dot com. This is not meant as a social network, but rather a place for me to connect with those who enjoy my art.

What you'll find here is updates via the Reverb widget; which saves me time and space and you find somethings that won't get posted anywhere else on the net from me.

I hope that you find my lounge peaceful and filled with creativity. Enjoy the widget!

Scribes

Poems & Prose

All writings are © 2006-2009 Tshombe.  All rights reserved.

 

Mullato Blues

Closer

Her Name Is...

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Created by Tshombe/Truth Theory Apr 25, 2008 at 9:49am. Last updated by Tshombe/Truth Theory Feb 11.

Her Name Is...

 

I am guided from the depths and unearthed in her sight

Her light is caressing, as it warms like fire on a winter night

As beautiful as a morning sun, she nourishes my soul

Rushing like a river in my veins she flows

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Created by Tshombe/Truth Theory Apr 28, 2008 at 9:41am. Last updated by Tshombe/Truth Theory Apr. 28, 2008.

She Eludes Me

 

I stand in her wake taking in the faint scent of dignity...Jasmine

I was determined not to be forsaken in this desolation again

I once held her, I even placed her amongst my most prized possessions

She now eludes me, leaving me here naked

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Created by Tshombe/Truth Theory Apr 28, 2008 at 9:40am. Last updated by Tshombe/Truth Theory Apr. 28, 2008.

Whispered Wisdom

 

As we sat, she leaned forward to whisper her name in my ear...

The faint  aroma of jasmine filled my air as she drew near

Sipping herbal teas with honey in the morning sun

I spoke my confessions unkn

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Created by Tshombe/Truth Theory Apr 28, 2008 at 9:38am. Last updated by Tshombe/Truth Theory Apr. 28, 2008.

Closer

As the sun rises

There are new blooms

Blooms of Morning Glories

a reminder that although things

appear unchanged

Today they are older

more beautiful

much fuller

and wide open

Trees are that much closer to heaven

Than yesterday

Caterpillars are much closer

To becoming butterflies

Than ever before

So as I say hello to a new dawn

I embrace the change

Knowing that I am that much closer.

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Created by Tshombe/Truth Theory Apr 25, 2008 at 12:16pm. Last updated by Tshombe/Truth Theory Apr. 25, 2008.

Mullato Blues

She wasn't quite all black

Well mostly black

with a little white

and if you got to know her

You'd find that she's quite alright

Her life was a lot like

A dark lit alley

Littered with spit and piss

But you could hear the jazz of her soul

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Created by Tshombe/Truth Theory Apr 25, 2008 at 11:51am. Last updated by Tshombe/Truth Theory Apr. 25, 2008.

 

The Short of the Long...

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Truth Theory the producer and Tshombe the Poet began with a pen, pad, and his ruminations...the rest became HIStory. "...changing minds, one word at a time"

 
 

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