It's a brand new day. It's grind time...!!!! It's time to put some of your ideas to work. Everything in this world that we say, do, eat, watch...everywhere we go, what we drive, etc...was all brought to reality from an idea from a concept. The cell phone we use, that was someone's concept. Let's take some time out to cultivate our own ideas and let those things manifest in our lives. Instead of sitting around waiting for the next big thing to hit the stores, let's create the next big thing for others to anticipate.
Let go hey!!!!!!
-Don Savant
Don's world is a place where the mind of the poet himself is put on display for the world to see. You will find an array of things that come from the heart and soul of Don Savant. It may be in poetic form, a simple or complex rant, or by way of random thought and song. Welcome, enjoy your stay and visit frequently.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Something I Just Read...
Painters paint, teachers teach, and poets poem. Lol
I think I may just have to "poem" after reading that. Happy "poeming" poets!!!
Ok, I'm done.
Love and blessings,
-Don Savant
I think I may just have to "poem" after reading that. Happy "poeming" poets!!!
Ok, I'm done.
Love and blessings,
-Don Savant
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Attention all poets, writers, poetry and literature lovers... Don Savant, Poet Extraordinaire invites you to be a part of his writing community. The Writer's Block in an online message board where you can read poems and short stories that have been posted..comment on or critique them, and/or post work of your own. With the general discussion section, you can talk about anything. Join us today!!!
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Monday, July 26, 2010
Random Thought...
Ok, no offense to any of y'all out there that smoke but...
I'm sitting here at the laundromat looking out the window at pouring rain, watching the lightning strike, and listening to the thunder roll like someone up there in heaven is bowling strike after strike when I catch a whiff of a cigarette. So I'm like nah...impossible. Low and behold, there the lady is, sitting on the sidewalk puffin' away.
Y'all some soldiers for real. Y'all will go outside and take y'all smoke break in any weather. It couldn't be me. Lol.
Y'all be blessed.
-Ya Favorite Poet
Don Savant
I'm sitting here at the laundromat looking out the window at pouring rain, watching the lightning strike, and listening to the thunder roll like someone up there in heaven is bowling strike after strike when I catch a whiff of a cigarette. So I'm like nah...impossible. Low and behold, there the lady is, sitting on the sidewalk puffin' away.
Y'all some soldiers for real. Y'all will go outside and take y'all smoke break in any weather. It couldn't be me. Lol.
Y'all be blessed.
-Ya Favorite Poet
Don Savant
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
you've got me....
hooked
like a fish on a line
...that was
wading in the water
minding his own...
until you put...
the business on...
me
slowly you walked by
showing off all that God blessed you with
enhanced
by a little somethin' somethin'
that a man that loves
for a woman to
smell like a woman
simply
cannot resist
ahhh
i can feel the mist
rising off of the heat that
is rising between us
as we
build up to that moment
not caring about our surroundings
we begin to dance...
and slowly...we
connect
we...
merge
we...
embrace
we...challenge one another
in a moment of passion
fogging up the clear skies above us
filling the atmosphere
with pure ecstasy
©2010 Don Savant
you've got me....
hooked
like a fish on a line
...that was
wading in the water
minding his own...
until you put...
the business on...
me
slowly you walked by
showing off all that God blessed you with
enhanced
by a little somethin' somethin'
that a man that loves
for a woman to
smell like a woman
simply
cannot resist
ahhh
i can feel the mist
rising off of the heat that
is rising between us
as we
build up to that moment
not caring about our surroundings
we begin to dance...
and slowly...we
connect
we...
merge
we...
embrace
we...challenge one another
in a moment of passion
fogging up the clear skies above us
filling the atmosphere
with pure ecstasy
©2010 Don Savant
Thursday, July 22, 2010
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