Poems About the City Seeking Friendly Advice
#city
The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
12th Oct 2022 3:53am
12th Oct 2022 3:53am
Grenade
Sugar Hill Estates
Noho Manhattan
My Queen how does it feel to be legit
You know I never did eat where I piss
Send word out to the Cartels
Come correct with that pure cut, or I will see them all to hell
Make sure you strap up
Those boy’s toys are hard cut
And I need my crew’s eyes when we float down in the dirty South
Shoot anyone who gives you any mouth
Gee, who do we know in those parts we can trust
My Queen, no one, the last time, we thought we were on the up and up, you caught one of their bucks
We need to...
Noho Manhattan
My Queen how does it feel to be legit
You know I never did eat where I piss
Send word out to the Cartels
Come correct with that pure cut, or I will see them all to hell
Make sure you strap up
Those boy’s toys are hard cut
And I need my crew’s eyes when we float down in the dirty South
Shoot anyone who gives you any mouth
Gee, who do we know in those parts we can trust
My Queen, no one, the last time, we thought we were on the up and up, you caught one of their bucks
We need to...
#city
#drugs
286 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
7th Sep 2022 2:10am
7th Sep 2022 2:10am
Talk To Attorney, Five O….... Snitches Get Stiches
FBI HEADQUARTERS
Criminal, Cyber, Response, and Services Branch Department
New York, New York
Interrogation of Mr. Dmeshii Yukisovo
Marcus looked through the two-way see-through mirror. He took a sip of his coffee and then placed the Styrofoam cup down on the gray table. He lifted a folder from off the table and opened it. He looked down at the two photographs of the men pulled from out the New York Harbor.
“Agent Blackstone,” Marcus tossed over his shoulder.
Agent Blackstone stepped up to the two-way see through mirror.
...
Criminal, Cyber, Response, and Services Branch Department
New York, New York
Interrogation of Mr. Dmeshii Yukisovo
Marcus looked through the two-way see-through mirror. He took a sip of his coffee and then placed the Styrofoam cup down on the gray table. He lifted a folder from off the table and opened it. He looked down at the two photographs of the men pulled from out the New York Harbor.
“Agent Blackstone,” Marcus tossed over his shoulder.
Agent Blackstone stepped up to the two-way see through mirror.
...
#corruption
#politics
#city #drugs
#city #drugs
323 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2022 2:40am
2nd Sep 2022 2:40am
Let’s Do This Gee..
My Queen this motherfucker on the block have been talking cash shit
Who this poser Gee, talking about a Cali hit
Oh, its Nate you remember him from the old neighborhood
Say what…I thought I told him to keep that intel on the down low when we hacked that corpse then buried the remains deep in the woods
Then gutted his crew and cement
And down they all went
He’s been running his piehole all over town
Hum.. is time we brought the pain to his doorstep without making a sound
And bring the crew in on this
I need to see...
Who this poser Gee, talking about a Cali hit
Oh, its Nate you remember him from the old neighborhood
Say what…I thought I told him to keep that intel on the down low when we hacked that corpse then buried the remains deep in the woods
Then gutted his crew and cement
And down they all went
He’s been running his piehole all over town
Hum.. is time we brought the pain to his doorstep without making a sound
And bring the crew in on this
I need to see...
#city
#drugs
#revenge
299 reads
8 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
14th Aug 2022 4:37am
14th Aug 2022 4:37am
her Rose Hips
Her Rose Hips
A most beautiful scent suffused me
on a bus ride to Shangri la.
A lady in Hijab heaven
sat in a lovely spot
Just in front of my seat.
Hair in scarf
but face open to the world.
She was a garden of perfume
Whose scent smelled powerfully of roses.
Gorgeous and strong
As the aroma of
The hanging gardens of Babylon
But with a Southern Gothic fragrance
Whose bouquet is the floral nape
Of a misty-eyed enchantress
A most beautiful scent suffused me
on a bus ride to Shangri la.
A lady in Hijab heaven
sat in a lovely spot
Just in front of my seat.
Hair in scarf
but face open to the world.
She was a garden of perfume
Whose scent smelled powerfully of roses.
Gorgeous and strong
As the aroma of
The hanging gardens of Babylon
But with a Southern Gothic fragrance
Whose bouquet is the floral nape
Of a misty-eyed enchantress
#women
#beauty
#city
#sensual
#seductive
187 reads
9 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
5th Aug 2022 7:18am
5th Aug 2022 7:18am
Pueblo Cat
Cats and Pueblos
Her mesa smile beams beatific
When enchanted adobe melts into clouds
On a juniper afternoon piled for bread
Our tour a fairy tale on the slippery edge
Where magic meets reality in a melting pot
We choose the path less traveled
On an ancient trail instead of a bus
On our descent a friendly cat chaperones us
But her speech is most uncanny
“I am your nagual guide to keep you safe
Because I know these heights are harrowing.
You see I am a person in the form of a cat.
You must be thinking, ‘there must be...
Her mesa smile beams beatific
When enchanted adobe melts into clouds
On a juniper afternoon piled for bread
Our tour a fairy tale on the slippery edge
Where magic meets reality in a melting pot
We choose the path less traveled
On an ancient trail instead of a bus
On our descent a friendly cat chaperones us
But her speech is most uncanny
“I am your nagual guide to keep you safe
Because I know these heights are harrowing.
You see I am a person in the form of a cat.
You must be thinking, ‘there must be...
#city
#cats
#fairies
#magic
#desert
142 reads
3 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
21st Jun 2022 4:56am
21st Jun 2022 4:56am
Busted Flat in Nashville
Busted Flat in Nashville
“Honey, my behind is all in a knot from all this driving. But at least I have this hand-me-down pillow from my Mom to cushion my soft tush. Do you know why I always used gold thread for the patches?”
I reply, “Maybe because it looks shiny like the sunbeams in your eye?”
She says, “My Mama taught me that love made us royal. So she sewed it in gold and when she bequeathed it to me I carried on the tradition. This Natchez Trace sure is purty. But even so, my butt needs a rest stop.”
I say, “The church organ has been silent for a...
“Honey, my behind is all in a knot from all this driving. But at least I have this hand-me-down pillow from my Mom to cushion my soft tush. Do you know why I always used gold thread for the patches?”
I reply, “Maybe because it looks shiny like the sunbeams in your eye?”
She says, “My Mama taught me that love made us royal. So she sewed it in gold and when she bequeathed it to me I carried on the tradition. This Natchez Trace sure is purty. But even so, my butt needs a rest stop.”
I say, “The church organ has been silent for a...
#marriage
#romantic
#city
#countryside
#travel
171 reads
10 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
16th Jun 2022 2:13am
16th Jun 2022 2:13am
Bringing Down Scarface (It's Just A Matter Of Time Part III)
Yeah Gee… that’s what I’m talking about, that so called undercover bitch trying to hustle the street as the top clit
Mask done slipped and letting the Cartels know the plastic looking swan hides behind a self-cartoonish facelift
And have the nerve to be talking cash shit
Not to worry, you know I don’t run when I clip wings
And who don’t know that about you, my Queen
I will heal a hoe’s ass up then snuff a poser out when singing they mama an enteral lullaby dream
Silly rabbit tricks are for...
Mask done slipped and letting the Cartels know the plastic looking swan hides behind a self-cartoonish facelift
And have the nerve to be talking cash shit
Not to worry, you know I don’t run when I clip wings
And who don’t know that about you, my Queen
I will heal a hoe’s ass up then snuff a poser out when singing they mama an enteral lullaby dream
Silly rabbit tricks are for...
#city
#drugs
#revenge
257 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
7th Jun 2022 1:06am
7th Jun 2022 1:06am
It’s Just A Matter Of Time (Part II)
Ahh… word on the street, you been clocking me and my Gee’s time, partner
I got you straight in my info red.. tracking time is over, my Queen
I got you straight in my info red.. tracking time is over, my Queen
#city
#drugs
#revenge
362 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
27th May 2022 5:56am
27th May 2022 5:56am
A Mafia Tribute To One Of The Goodfellas...
Dope, money, stacked high on elongated tables
Arabian Stallions concealed in stables
Money, lavish mansions, expensive cars to drive
Corruption of greed, political purchased undercover lies
Yachts to sail the high seas
A family generation paid off from its dark legacies
Gun toting, no one talks
Handcuffs snapped, the same day the guilty walks
John Gotti, the Godfather has come and gone
Another crime syndicated family, singing the remnants of his atrocious songs
Drug turf wars fought on...
Arabian Stallions concealed in stables
Money, lavish mansions, expensive cars to drive
Corruption of greed, political purchased undercover lies
Yachts to sail the high seas
A family generation paid off from its dark legacies
Gun toting, no one talks
Handcuffs snapped, the same day the guilty walks
John Gotti, the Godfather has come and gone
Another crime syndicated family, singing the remnants of his atrocious songs
Drug turf wars fought on...
#city
321 reads
15 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
21st May 2022 9:56pm
21st May 2022 9:56pm
It’s All About The Benjamins
Crane Island
Amelia Island, Florida
Gee, peep the scene, unsnap to reach for your second weapon
This is too easy that’s a number one taught lesson
I never did like a transaction I had to boat it in
Cornering my existence if things get thick then we have to swim
My Queen, we got the Coast Guard on the payroll
So just hang tight and go with the flow
Gee, if anything moves out the corner of your eye, grab the dope and the cash and let your lead blow
Well, My Queen so nice to have you in...
Amelia Island, Florida
Gee, peep the scene, unsnap to reach for your second weapon
This is too easy that’s a number one taught lesson
I never did like a transaction I had to boat it in
Cornering my existence if things get thick then we have to swim
My Queen, we got the Coast Guard on the payroll
So just hang tight and go with the flow
Gee, if anything moves out the corner of your eye, grab the dope and the cash and let your lead blow
Well, My Queen so nice to have you in...
#city
#drugs
#revenge
263 reads
4 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
14th May 2022 7:27pm
14th May 2022 7:27pm
The Nature of the Cat
You are dumb
is what
you are,
and you
have no great
sense of anything.
That's what the
cat was
thinking,
watching a mouse, being so
nasty & tasty...
is what
you are,
and you
have no great
sense of anything.
That's what the
cat was
thinking,
watching a mouse, being so
nasty & tasty...
#city
#rose
132 reads
0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
4th May 2022 11:43pm
4th May 2022 11:43pm
Game Is On (Ghosting That Ass V Of V)
#city
#drugs
#revenge
261 reads
8 Comments
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