Write, revise
Write, revise
Right?
Revise, write
Revise, write
Revise. Right?
Perhaps.
OCD with the pen
Hours to write a line
Done? Maybe this time
Next time new imagination of an old line:
Love will show you to your grave
And you will lie in it
Right? Perhaps.
IBé likes to write. Since he doesn’t have the time nor desire to follow rules, he writes free verse. He likes the word free. Like free to bend the rules of language any which way he wants. IBé likes to read…poems out loud, especially to his children. But they don’t seem to like it. At least not as much as strangers. And speaking of strangers, they call him a spoken word poet. And they have been listening to him for over 10 years. IBé likes this–having people listen to him read his poems. But he also wants you to read his poetry…for yourself. So he has a book, a chapbook and of course has been featured on many CD’s. IBé likes that you like him; however, if you’ve visited AtlanticRock.com and spent more than 15 minutes, he’d consider you a stalker, and probably not want you to have his phone number.