(OF FORM AND NON-FORMATION) HAIKU... SENRYU
THE SOUND AS INTO THE DOJO WE GO...
https://youtu.be/6QvMcQ2Eejo

(Loneliness)
Silence in forest
Tree falls and shakes the earths floor
So like a mans heart

(Godself)
Sun shines on mans dome
Even in light is darkness
He would walk the earth

(Aquatic)
And what of soft rain
It welling up in mans eyes
Bitter pills swallowed

(Metamorph)
Gently day descends
He becomes the dark of night
Skin of Chameleon

(Transformation)
Gently leaves whisper
Speaking of life born and lost
He listens raptly

(Elemental)
He would speak of fire
It consuming the fuel synaptic
Frenzied it rages

(Substantial)
He becomes the air
A leaf drifting in light breeze
A screaming banshee

(Enlightenment)
Dawning sun shining
Son of man turning to leave
Arm leg leg arm head

(Completion)
He earth bearing tree
Solid rock and shaky ground
He is shifting sand

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(FROM WHENCE) DEDICATED TO JEN WILLIAMS.
THE SOUND AS I REFLECT...
https://youtu.be/jnB76f9ztB0

If a comet fell from the heavens and obliterated half the planet, it could not compare to you.
If it fell and sparked new life, alien and strange, it would be a side story to the pure loveliness that is your personification.
Full lips, natural hair, so slight and small that I... Ummm.
I would do so many different things to you.
Show my beast to you... He so ready to smell of you.
So lost in your lines that I don't know what to do.
My rigid pole so hard that I reach down and rub... Gotta stop before I explode creamy, sticky and wet into my boxer shorts.
Oh your voice, and it would cause flowers to bloom in my most barren spots, prisms of color splashed on the wall of my subconsciously, fragrant and delectable.
My beast would crouch at waters edge, lower his head and drink of your fluid, gain strength and kick off a revolution.
Staccato shots fired into the night air.
You appealing to every single aspect of my complexity.
So refreshing and I would roar your name earsplitting across the diaspora hue-man.
Write it hieroglyphical on structures hoping that future generations seeing it would speak in hushed tones of we.
Paint it portrait so that they could look into your eyes and see as I see.
The makings of a queen contained in the brown layers of your epidermis as the earth falls into disarray.
I who would find shelter in your shade

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(A PLAY ON A PLAY) A SEXUAL RENDEZVOUS.

(A PLAY ON A PLAY) A SEXUAL RENDEZVOUS.
THE SOUND AS THE PLAY PLAYS...
Play of a play: http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL24cV6IIynrYwpdvjMppmRfn1elM8e78D

Scene one...
Morning: A bus plaza where a black man sits on a bench with earplug headphones in his ears.

We see the man as he takes one of the headphones from his ear.
"Hey Yoda."
I saw her walking over but I was doing some shit on my phone and I wasn't sure if she had seen me.
I look up and as always am suddenly swept by the pure beauty of her.
She is light skinned but the summer sun has turnt her a beautiful sienna type color.
Thin but sexy, she has gained some weight since I last saw her and it has made her ass plump up.
She looks good as fuck in her jeans.
My heart quickens.
She talks to me like we always do and the sounds of the day meld in.
The trucks rolling by, the cars, the buses.
She is young.
37, but she doesn't look it.
She actually looks younger than her 21 year old daughter.
Raw purity.
We continue to talk and she tells me that she has a new place and that her kids are gone for the weekend.
I think nothing of it cause I know she messes with a younger dude and I ain't the one to step on his game.
Her bus rolls up and she says give me your number.
I do and she gets on the bus.

Scene two...

We see the same man riding down the road on a bike talking on a phone, it is clear that he is frustrated as he presses the button on his headphones and hangs up the phone.
His phone rings again and he answers.

"Run yo mouth."
"Oh that's how you answer the phone?"
"Yep."
"Where you at?"
"Here."
"What you doin?"
"Talking to you?"
"Are you coming by."
"Where is by?"
"Im'ma text you the address?"
"Okay."

Scene two and a half...

I am riding down the road from the bus stop and I see her.
Be still my fucking heart.
I am enamored by her, quite smitten, such queenly aura.
She asked me to get her a Blue Motorcycle from the store and there are two of them hanging from my handlebars.
We hug and she kisses me.
My fucking heart.
We walk to her place.
It is a duplex in a kinda nice area and she opens the door and invites me in.
I look around.
Cool, not a lot of shit in the way.
Nice art on the walls.
She tells me to look around and talks as I take in the scene.
Fucking butterflies and I tell her that.
She smile and that shit make my heart flip afuckinggain.
We talk and she tells me she was going to the neighbors house, she asks me if I'd like to go over there with her.
I say sure cause I ain't got shit to do.
We go over and have an excellent time till they get drunk and throw us out.
We leave laughing.

Scene three.

Lights low and she sips a Blue Motorcycle with her feet curled under her bottom on the couch as the man listens, he smokes a blunt and interjects from time to time.

I stand to leave and she says.
"Hold on."
She walks into the bedroom and I sit there vibing to the music glad for the time I spent with her.
She walks out of the bedroom and says "See?"
I see and what I see makes my heart do that shit again.
She has small breasts and her body is slim and, oh my... So pretty.
I now know that I ain't going no motherfucking where.
She walks over to me and wraps her arms around my neck and we kiss.
Damn... She can kiss.
I can see the mound of her pussy beneath her panties and I grow hard as I put my hand down there and feel hair.
Oh my.
She pulls away and takes my hand and tells me to come on.
Feels like I'm floating and I turn her around as we reach the bed.
I say "Let me see."
She pulls her panties down and birds sing.
Her pussy is hairy but she has it trimmed beautifully.
I lay her back and kiss her clit and she moans.
I kiss her pussy and her clot until she cums and cums again.
I stand and her eyes get big as I pull down my shorts and boxers at the same time.
No time for formalities.
She takes my erection in her hand and exclaims about how big it is. How thick before she kisses the head and slides her lips down it.
Its my time to moan and I do rather loudly.
She sucks me but that's not what I came for.
Its not what my beast demands and I push her back on the bed and tell her to put it in.
She does and I slip in and grab her legs and push back until her pussy sits up. Her clot is thick and fat and it stands from her pussy as I rub my dick between her pussy lips.
I push into her and try to touch the back of her womb.
Some of that deeply and she moans and thrashes as I put down that pressure... Been wanting her so long.
Eventually I flip her over and look at her pussy hanging for a second before I enter her forcefully.
I pull her hair and scratch her back.
I push so hard that she is pressed down and still I press harder.
She begs for me to stop.
That makes me do it harder as I spank her ass and make her call... "Big Daddy!"
The best sound as my stomach and her bass cheeks meet.
I push and pull her back with her hips.
She is so tiny.
I shout out that I'm Cummings and she begs for me too.
I feel it rumbling in my guts and it explodes thick and creamy from my sick into the Magnum I wear.
I collapse next to her on the bed and we talk for a few minutes before she lays her head on my arm and goes to sleep.
I lay there thinking.
I really like this chick.
Damnnnn.

Scene fades.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(THE LOVE SCORNED MANS LAMENT)
THE SOUND AS A MAN DIGRESSES...
https://youtu.be/f_MU7j0c1Lc

I a man fell to wondering about Love, nasty whore.
It hurt me this wondering as I pondered her cavorting with other men... Other women.
Love must be homosexual cause love don't discriminate.
Dirty bitch... Fucking succubus.
Got my mind way out there where don't shit make sense.
What did I a boy do to deserve to grow up and be this man?
Scorned by love... She loves my dick but hates my ways.
A spiritual man in a land of religion.
I who would reach out and hand her a cloud plucked from the bluest sky.
I who would carry her in my psyche to my parting.
As I become other entity flowing in the flow.
The very beats of my heart as deep as the deepest recognizable bass.
Pretty much as Lion thumping on African plain.
As messenger tree being beat by drummer... Urgently... Urgently.
I send Love such beautiful poetry that the ink cries... Tears falling as slashes and lines.
Periods and punctuation.
I who would go to Love on bended knee... The world for thee my queen.
Love you stankin heifer slanging your thang and coming to me for solace.
Every time you get your ass beat.
I wondering would wait for you Love even though you have done me bad.
Knocked my dick in the dirt.
Made my heart bleed empty into my torso.
Damn you you savage whore.
I would wait for you Love.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(A MID SUMMERS FLIGHT OF FANCY)
THE SOUND IN SURROUND...
https://youtu.be/TUYzJapkNIA

Thou lounging chocolate in a warriors weary mind.
On a road waylaid have I found thee thus lain horizontally.
Thine sexuality permeating into the darkness of mine tortured individuality.
I man emerging from the thermonuclear winter of mine personality.
Ashes floating in the dawning sun.
To thee these strokes of these fingertips would I dedicate... They waiting for someone future to read.
Wayward the travel's we have seen.
The rise and fall of great empires.
The death of dreams and the birth of hope.
Thou whom I would call queen.
So scared of one who would grant thy serenity... One who would hold thy as gently as silken lace.
A beautiful sigh as breath expelled becomes song.
Rewind.
Song becomes expelled breath.
Catch that... A kiss from poets hand, a blow of the warriors sword.

Gently the leaves wave
Summer finds man all alone
Leaves spiral to ground.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

{THIS RED EMOTION} inspired by a one word submission by Messy

THE SOUND OF THIS EMOTION... LUST.

https://youtu.be/RxabLA7UQ9k

Such a potent word this word, lust.
Looking at you and you pull at my... Damn.
The things... Oh the things I have done and will do to quell this burning emotion.
Fire in mine loins and rushing of mine blood.
Panty lines beneath your shorts. Ass bouncing in skirts.
I so silently watching you walk by.
A whiff of your soap washed skin sends a man into a full tailspin.
Yet lust is all I got cause you don't even notice me, so many wolves. I lion watch them as you make the same mistake time and time again.
Pretty leaves sometimes contain the most powerful poison.
I lusting record these things subconsciously.
His hands on your skin.
You walk by, a most fragrantly delicate thing.
Lust burning holes in my soul.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(HOW YOU LIKE IT BABY? )
THE SOUND AS I PONDER THINE WAYS...
https://youtu.be/mYve9QnFkf8

She has me wondering... Mmmm.
Wonder what her thing is?
Wonder what makes her pussy hum?
Is it cunninlingus?
The softly fluttering tongue.
Just the tip on her clit.
Ah the aroma.
Is it rough?
I like that, throw her down and push them legs back.
Make that man stand tall in that boat as I look down.
Pussy wrapped round big dick.
Is it slaps?
Spankings that make ass cheeks bounce.
Jiggle wiggle.
Excited cries that fill the corners of the room.
Perhaps she will let me tie her up.
Drive her insane cause she can't push me away.
Take her to the very door of faint.
For me?
A gift!
Oh really, you shouldn't have.
What makes this piece of divinity click?
Is it leather or lace?
Her vice, her virtue.
I like hairy pussy.
A fucking hairy pussy fucking freak.
Damn, I wish I knew.
What's your fetish?

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY