PDVNCH [Pee-dove-inch] is a self-described “dramatic poetic storyteller,” who creates vivid images with words, from multiple perspectives, giving voice to the unheard, with vocal tones that are rhythmic.
A Bloomingtonian, PDVNCH is a member of the Writers Guild at Bloomington, and a serial performer at the Bloomington Poetry Slam. Through collaboration, his desire is to “inspire inspiration, and always be on purpose!”
Welcome to the Poets Weave. I’m Romayne Rubinas Dorsey. PDVNCH, what poems have you brought for us today?
PDVNCH is a spiritual man, Who was created to be creative, Inspire inspiration,
Being on purpose, is his plan, Poetic expansion, I am walking 🚶🏾 art 🖼, Complex Collage, Museum in my armoire/
Techie 👨🏾💻 and Trekkie 🚀, Vulcan 🖖🏾 , grip, To Klingon, to the baton, To infinity ♾ and beyond, Used to smoke 💨 heavy, and buzz, light, years, My peers/
I text about my actions, yes, I Act and text, They just text about being an ‘activist’, they already failed the protest, I realized, I passed the breathalyzer, only for them to take my last breath/
I passed the bar, I’m lapping 🏃🏾♂️ my past, like I’m back from the future, unwrapping my present 🎁 best, The gift 🎁, Still fresh, poet in the rapper/
The voice of one crying in the wilderness, Old school 🏫, on the Avenue kid, Blocked shots, bulletproof vest on the hanger, Shoot, I was in the alley hooping, Back against the brick 🧱 wall, pulpit, I mean, I was in the alley hooping/
I do cartwheels 🤸🏽♀️, in your wheelhouse, I mix in, wear out fits, I see no box 📦, All eyes on me, I’m the one to watch, I’m big in the nineties, I’m way too Pac/
Practicing patience, with the Weight, of the world 🌎, that’s sick 😷, pandemic patients, I offer the Cure, capital C, The vac’ is supposed to suck, Only to track, and use you like a household tool/
My passport’s International, My signal is global, I try angles, Chairman of four boards, Square, Office is oval, Lithium ion, you know what I on, while they were sleeping, they dreamt that I yawned🥱/
Yes, I check her, My queen of hearts 💕, beats in my Chess ♟, Though I am not a game, My name is X, No box 📦, contains, I am the opposite of normal, Estranged from strange/
They struggle and strangle themselves, trying to explain, I am the manifestation of the contradiction, if I could die, you would have to live with, Ask Emenem, There’s two different Kim’s, Me, Ra, you lil’, small pox Pilgrims, big difference/
You can tell, Real men, wear that mantel, If you don’t know my name, Then I don’t know you, Yeah you raped me, yet I don’t owe you, That’s an old lie, yet it’s so true/
You know how haters talk, a bunch of gossip and rumors, I am royalty, prince, call me King junior, High school 🏫 clothes, in my closet, They’re just jealous, because my hair matches, I used to sleep 🛏 on an air mattress/
Chase the spark ⚡️ until the flame 🔥 catches, Fifty shades lighter, dark Rhymes from sixth grade, hidden under my tongue 👅 was the razor 🪒 , never shaved, pinky-nail, sharp as a switchblade, If I thought 💭 it, I Meant, to say it, They Genealogy, I mean, I’ve got a mean philosophy, I’m the distinction between wishful thinking 💭 and genie 🧞♂️ ology/
The content of my character, is my caliber, When you Address how I dress, And you view me as too loud, and I mute 🤐 you, by my protest in silence, My lifestyle, is my response, Period ⚫️, They fear that they can no longer write and speak my narrative/
Promise, the Creator’s covenant, rainbow 🌈, Mantle, Joseph’s coat 🧥 of many colors 🌈, So, you know, I stay Coogi, down to the socks 🧦, Passion 4 Phashion-ista, My brothers and sisters and friends, Human, Respect ✊🏾, equal treatment/
I’m about my Father’s business, doing your job, is Between you and God, Flavor of the Creator, Check my background, Artiste 👨🏾🎤, Transparent, My favorite color, The rainbow 🌈, inside out spirit, That’s why I wear it/
You've been listening to the poetry of PDVNCH on the Poets Weave. I'm Romayne Rubinas Dorsey.