Submissions by KeithEdBaucum
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
What's up? My name is Keith Edward Baucum. My poetic names are Red Seven, The Green Poet, and The Brown Philosopher.
Black Woman
Capturing me in her sexiness
her ebony skin rivals the marvels of the universe
With skin of midnight and a smile that shines like the moon
brightening up my life
Allowing me to blossom like African violets
taking in the rays of the sun
Taking root in her fertile black soil
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
aka The Green Poet aka Mr Seven aka The Poetic Philosopher
her ebony skin rivals the marvels of the universe
With skin of midnight and a smile that shines like the moon
brightening up my life
Allowing me to blossom like African violets
taking in the rays of the sun
Taking root in her fertile black soil
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
aka The Green Poet aka Mr Seven aka The Poetic Philosopher
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Secrets
Secrets are like hidden treasure
waiting to be discovered
Like the forbidden fruit
waiting to be plucked
Like a veil of lies
covering the face of truth
Like the darkness of ignorance covering
the bright light of wisdom
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
aka The Poetic Philosopher aka The Green Poet
aka Red Seven
waiting to be discovered
Like the forbidden fruit
waiting to be plucked
Like a veil of lies
covering the face of truth
Like the darkness of ignorance covering
the bright light of wisdom
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
aka The Poetic Philosopher aka The Green Poet
aka Red Seven
54 reads
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Blue Flames
Her love is destructive
like blue suns turning my black
sand beach into glass
Boiling away my oceans
setting my fields ablaze in blue flames
bringing an end to my world
written by Keith Edward Baucum
aka The Green Poet aka The Poetic Philosopher
aka Mr Seven
like blue suns turning my black
sand beach into glass
Boiling away my oceans
setting my fields ablaze in blue flames
bringing an end to my world
written by Keith Edward Baucum
aka The Green Poet aka The Poetic Philosopher
aka Mr Seven
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The Green Poet, Red Seven, The Brown Philosopher
The Green Poet, Red Seven, The Brown Philospher
are the poetic names for Keith Edward Baucum
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
are the poetic names for Keith Edward Baucum
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
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Street Bitch
She was birthed in the streets
raised by the streets
She's one with the streets
a resident on SlutVille Road driven through by the streets
skin of concrete
littered with cracks and potholes
occupations from dancing on poles fills the vacancy in her heart left by thugs, gangsters, and hoodlums
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Mr Seven aka The Green Poet
raised by the streets
She's one with the streets
a resident on SlutVille Road driven through by the streets
skin of concrete
littered with cracks and potholes
occupations from dancing on poles fills the vacancy in her heart left by thugs, gangsters, and hoodlums
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Mr Seven aka The Green Poet
62 reads
3 Comments
Lust Remix
A concubine and a mistress
to us all
Enticing everyone with her sexiness
seducing men and women to do her biding
Leading us astray into the depths of perversion
with blurred visions we follow
her every command
Not knowing that her cabal with Greed, Pride, Hatred,
Envy, Sloth, Gluttony, Anger, and Ignorance ends with our destruction
written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Red Seven aka The Green Poet aka The Brown Philosopher
to us all
Enticing everyone with her sexiness
seducing men and women to do her biding
Leading us astray into the depths of perversion
with blurred visions we follow
her every command
Not knowing that her cabal with Greed, Pride, Hatred,
Envy, Sloth, Gluttony, Anger, and Ignorance ends with our destruction
written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Red Seven aka The Green Poet aka The Brown Philosopher
65 reads
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Keith Edward Baucum
What it be like Deep underground ?
What's up?
My name is Keith Edward Baucum.
I use my real name because I want credit for my work.
I don't want to hide behind some fake screen name.
My poetic name is Mr Seven aka The Brown Philosopher
aka The Green Poet. I'm a resident of Laurinburg North Carolina. I want to get my writings/art out to the world.
If you like my work or if you hate my work let me know.
My favorite poets are Marcus Garvey, Tupac Shakur, Phillis Wheatley, Langston Hughes, Paul Laurence Dunbar,
and Countee Cullen. I am a black...
What's up?
My name is Keith Edward Baucum.
I use my real name because I want credit for my work.
I don't want to hide behind some fake screen name.
My poetic name is Mr Seven aka The Brown Philosopher
aka The Green Poet. I'm a resident of Laurinburg North Carolina. I want to get my writings/art out to the world.
If you like my work or if you hate my work let me know.
My favorite poets are Marcus Garvey, Tupac Shakur, Phillis Wheatley, Langston Hughes, Paul Laurence Dunbar,
and Countee Cullen. I am a black...
49 reads
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The Black Sea
Drowning in her black sea of waves
tumbling down her waterfall of black curls
Docking my ship on her serene waters
unloading my cargo of thoughts and ideas
diving into the depths of her psyche
Swimming in the ocean of her essences that is woman
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Mr Seven aka The Green Poet aka The Poetic Philosopher
tumbling down her waterfall of black curls
Docking my ship on her serene waters
unloading my cargo of thoughts and ideas
diving into the depths of her psyche
Swimming in the ocean of her essences that is woman
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Mr Seven aka The Green Poet aka The Poetic Philosopher
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Lust 2
A slut, bitch, and a whore who we all pay to fuck
draped in the green garments of Envy
Being pimped out by Greed impregnated
with the seed of Hatred giving birth to Anger
in the bed of Sloth in the house of Gluttony
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Red Seven aka
The Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet
draped in the green garments of Envy
Being pimped out by Greed impregnated
with the seed of Hatred giving birth to Anger
in the bed of Sloth in the house of Gluttony
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Red Seven aka
The Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet
49 reads
2 Comments
Coffee
With skin the color of coffee
what I wouldn't give to
have a cup of her.
Putting my lips to hers
taking long slow sips warming
my insides.
Her fragrance is like
freshly brewed aromatherapy
healing my soul.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Mr Seven aka The Green Poet aka The Poetic Philosopher
what I wouldn't give to
have a cup of her.
Putting my lips to hers
taking long slow sips warming
my insides.
Her fragrance is like
freshly brewed aromatherapy
healing my soul.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Mr Seven aka The Green Poet aka The Poetic Philosopher
64 reads
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Chocolate Swirl
Chocolate, nothing tastes better than rich creamy chocolate, such a delight.
Brown chocolate skin woman how sweet you must be,
such a savory treat, brown chocolate skin woman
written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Green Poet,
aka The Brown Philosopher, aka Red Seven
Brown chocolate skin woman how sweet you must be,
such a savory treat, brown chocolate skin woman
written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Green Poet,
aka The Brown Philosopher, aka Red Seven
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Cocaine Boulevard
Welcome to the city of whores
no need to know my name I'll be your tour guide
Follow me as we stroll down Cocaine Boulevard
where they live life so care free
sex, drugs, murder the daily routine
Make a sharp left on SlutVille Road where prostitutes
salute the almighty dollar another hard left
now we're on Addict Street where addicts get high
to mask their pain
This city only has left turns no right turns no hope insight
but anyway lets pay a visit to the whores of whores
corrupt politicians slimy city officials making profits off
the...
no need to know my name I'll be your tour guide
Follow me as we stroll down Cocaine Boulevard
where they live life so care free
sex, drugs, murder the daily routine
Make a sharp left on SlutVille Road where prostitutes
salute the almighty dollar another hard left
now we're on Addict Street where addicts get high
to mask their pain
This city only has left turns no right turns no hope insight
but anyway lets pay a visit to the whores of whores
corrupt politicians slimy city officials making profits off
the...
148 reads
6 Comments
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