1 Minute with The Bald-Headed Poet

Sharie Monique

An Epicurean's dream: Feast your eyes on this! A poetry show that never existed, bringing you motivation and inspiration in minutes; this isn’t your average poetry experience! Meaty phrases, gritty sayings, impactful poems, insightful rhymes, meaningful paeans and provocative pieces that sound like rap lyrics. Lines that are worth gold: “Poetry is good for the soul,” plus stay tuned to hear a scripture verse. Coming to you every Friday to share a quick speech, don’t skip a beat, please spend one minute with me. Lend me your ear gate, and I promise to make you feel great, or else you can leave the scene. Grace and peace. xoxo

  1. 1D AGO

    Proverbs 7 NLT, Another Warning about Immoral Women

    Proverbs 7 NLT Another Warning about Immoral Women 7 Follow my advice, my son;     always treasure my commands. 2 Obey my commands and live!     Guard my instructions as you guard your own eyes. 3 Tie them on your fingers as a reminder.     Write them deep within your heart. 4 Love wisdom like a sister;     make insight a beloved member of your family. 5 Let them protect you from an affair with an immoral woman,     from listening to the flattery of a promiscuous woman. 6 While I was at the window of my house,     looking through the curtain, 7 I saw some naive young men,     and one in particular who lacked common sense. 8 He was crossing the street near the house of an immoral woman,     strolling down the path by her house. 9 It was at twilight, in the evening,     as deep darkness fell. 10 The woman approached him,     seductively dressed and sly of heart. 11 She was the brash, rebellious type,     never content to stay at home. 12 She is often in the streets and markets,     soliciting at every corner. 13 She threw her arms around him and kissed him,     and with a brazen look she said, 14 “I’ve just made my peace offerings     and fulfilled my vows. 15 You’re the one I was looking for!     I came out to find you, and here you are! 16 My bed is spread with beautiful blankets,      with colored sheets of Egyptian linen. 17 I’ve perfumed my bed     with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. 18 Come, let’s drink our fill of love until morning.     Let’s enjoy each other’s caresses, 19 for my husband is not home.     He’s away on a long trip. 20 He has taken a wallet full of money with him     and won’t return until later this month.” 21 So she seduced him with her pretty speech     and enticed him with her flattery. 22 He followed her at once,     like an ox going to the slaughter.    He was like a stag caught in a trap, 23 awaiting the arrow that would pierce its heart.      He was like a bird flying into a snare,     little knowing it would cost him his life. 24 So listen to me, my sons,     and pay attention to my words. 25 Don’t let your hearts stray away toward her.     Don’t wander down her wayward path. 26 For she has been the ruin of many;     many men have been her victims. 27 Her house is the road to the grave.     Her bedroom is the den of death. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast   Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree

    3 min
  2. MAR 20

    I Like Canadians - Ernest Hemingway

    I Like Canadians by Ernest Hemingway By A Foreigner    I like Canadians.  They are so unlike Americans.  They go home at night.  Their cigarettes don't smell bad.  Their hats fit.  They really believe that they won the war.  They don't believe in Literature.  They think Art has been exaggerated.  But they are wonderful on ice skates.  A few of them are very rich.  But when they are rich they buy more horses  Than motor cars.  Chicago calls Toronto a puritan town.  But both boxing and horse-racing are illegal  In Chicago.  Nobody works on Sunday.  Nobody.  That doesn't make me mad.  There is only one Woodbine.  But were you ever at Blue Bonnets?  If you kill somebody with a motor car in Ontario  You are liable to go to jail.  So it isn't done.  There have been over 500 people killed by motor cars  In Chicago  So far this year.  It is hard to get rich in Canada.  But it is easy to make money.  There are too many tea rooms.  But, then, there are no cabarets.  If you tip a waiter a quarter  He says 'Thank you.'  Instead of calling the bouncer.  They let women stand up in the street cars.  Even if they are good-looking.  They are all in a hurry to get home to supper  And their radio sets.  They are a fine people.  I like them. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast   Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree

    2 min
  3. MAR 6

    Psalm 7 ESV, In You Do I Take Refuge

    In You Do I Take Refuge A Shiggaion of David, which he sang to the Lord concerning the words of Cush, a Benjaminite. 7 O Lord my God, in you do I take refuge;      save me from all my pursuers and deliver me, 2 lest like a lion they tear my soul apart,      rending it in pieces, with none to deliver. 3 O Lord my God, if I have done this,      if there is wrong in my hands, 4 if I have repaid my friend with evil      or plundered my enemy without cause, 5 let the enemy pursue my soul and overtake it,      and let him trample my life to the ground      and lay my glory in the dust. Selah 6 Arise, O Lord, in your anger;      lift yourself up against the fury of my enemies;      awake for me; you have appointed a judgment. 7 Let the assembly of the peoples be gathered about you;      over it return on high. 8 The Lord judges the peoples;      judge me, O Lord, according to my righteousness      and according to the integrity that is in me. 9 Oh, let the evil of the wicked come to an end,      and may you establish the righteous—  you who test the minds and hearts,      O righteous God! 10 My shield is with God,      who saves the upright in heart. 11 God is a righteous judge,      and a God who feels indignation every day. 12 If a man does not repent, God will whet his sword;      he has bent and readied his bow; 13 he has prepared for him his deadly weapons,      making his arrows fiery shafts. 14 Behold, the wicked man conceives evil      and is pregnant with mischief      and gives birth to lies. 15 He makes a pit, digging it out,      and falls into the hole that he has made. 16 His mischief returns upon his own head,      and on his own skull his violence descends. 17 I will give to the Lord the thanks due to his righteousness,      and I will sing praise to the name of the Lord, the Most High. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast   Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree

    3 min

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An Epicurean's dream: Feast your eyes on this! A poetry show that never existed, bringing you motivation and inspiration in minutes; this isn’t your average poetry experience! Meaty phrases, gritty sayings, impactful poems, insightful rhymes, meaningful paeans and provocative pieces that sound like rap lyrics. Lines that are worth gold: “Poetry is good for the soul,” plus stay tuned to hear a scripture verse. Coming to you every Friday to share a quick speech, don’t skip a beat, please spend one minute with me. Lend me your ear gate, and I promise to make you feel great, or else you can leave the scene. Grace and peace. xoxo