Prince Solomon’S Song: A Transcription of a Driven Vision

By Octavius Carter

Prince Solomons Song is a collection of poetry written as I walked the amazing path of this blessed life while experiencing the impact of love. My goal is to humbly share special moments that inspired a craft from within my soul. It is an honor to be able to give to you, the reader, something to reflect on. I pray it gives a touch of inspiration and appreciation for the immaculate touch of love.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Feb 14, 2013
• ISBN: 9781479786435

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Prince Solomon’s Song

A Transcription of a Driven Vision

Octavius Carter

Copyright © 2013 by Octavius Carter.

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Table of Contents

Chapter I

The Dream

Words of Wisdom

Country Rain

Let me in your Heart

You’re Highness

A Night at the Movies

Artistic Mist

The Carnival

Runway Model

Street Life

And the Pursuit of

She-be Wonder

Chapter II

The Nightmare

Peace & Sanity

Those Day Blues

A Prayer about Saint Elsewhere

My Eyes Opened

Q-Tips

Letting her go

Smile girl

The Rebounding Single Mother

I should have had a Plan

Southern Comfort

About Face

Chapter III

The Awakening

Today Was a Good Day

Transformation

2 and a Push

Dark Morning Rain

Morning White… Eternal Light

Victory

4 U 2

Spring-Dreaming

Unchained

One Two

Amen Sun Arise

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Words of Wisdom

There is a heaven in her

Forgiveness for the sinner

Where a loser can become a winner

And where everlasting beauty can be a realistic render

You just have to see it for yourself my brother

This working mother is a fantastic lover

With a compassionate heart

Buddy, take the time to really study this work of art

Where destinations to incredible vacations spawn

Admire her sweet sleeping face when arising to the dawn

She’s not perfect by any means

But for the love she gives; do what you must happily by any means

For she could be gone tomorrow

Who then will observe, listen, and endure your sorrow?

Feel her hand

Understand that it is graceful but just as strong as any man

Gaze upon her enthusiastic efforts to please

And for this attempt take the opportunity to fall upon your knees

And praise God for what many in life has yet to obtain

Sleep no longer in loneliness or live your days with a lover of distain

Without her would the life you live be elaborate or plain?

Or any less with living with your own self inflicted pain?

There are too many moments to name where she’s come thru

She’ll always be there for you

When she gives her body, remember what it is she’s really giving

A reproductive reason to continue on happily living

Thru the children and thru the passion

Have an honest answer for the question she’s asking with same considerate fashion

She gives… Be blessed that you no longer have her to chase

Honor this by not leaving what you have in her to waste

There are countless dreams and wonder in her eyes

Leaking when she cries

I’ve seen them and when I took just one tear

It cleansed me of a filthy lifelong fear

Of not being the man I know I was meant to be

She set the slave in me free

Made the relationship with God and I tighter

Brought action to my words and turned the apathy in me into an MMA fighter

Take a good look at all that she is

And if in the end you still can’t love her for what she is

Then at least tame the beast and treat her with respect like your mother did her kids

Player… I know people change

And give short term thoughts into things that should be thought out long range

But this, my friend is the most important thing you will ever do

For your actions don’t represent her brother… They represent you

Country Rain

Just write

Don’t fight

The mind’s plight with too much discipline

Or insult the heart’s riveting speech without listening

Let’s go… Today we grow

Dropping in on her is like looking outside of an old screen window

From a country crib as rain torrents conducts a tin roof’s crescendo

Raindrops from leaves drip

Now comes the mental skinny dip

Her third eye memorizes mine

Making me focus in on, at the same time

The screen window’s lines

With the perspective outside

Her thoughts are like when that gust of country rain smell