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Harold Huff channeling his energy through words
Harold Huff is a poet from Long Branch, New Jersey. Instead of channeling his energy into negative places, Harold focuses on writing.
Harold Huff is a poet from Long Branch, NJ. Instead of channeling his energy into negative places, Harold focuses on writing.
Unheard Voices chatted briefly with Harold Huff on his love for writing and how he got started.
How long have you’ve been writing?
I’ve been writing poetry for the better par of 5 years and its been my outlet for things that are usually left unsaid.
What inspires you to write?
I write because so many people put on a mask and play the tough Guy role. Why show the tough Guy and hide the love? This is me not being that tough Guy but that loving person sharing what’s real
Who are some of your favorite authors/writers?
I absolutely can’t read enough books. I travel through many different genres of books, from history to fiction to political to fantasy and mystery and suspense. My favorite Poet would have to be Langston Hughes since I read Life ain’t no crystal stair I wanted to write like he did.
What is your style of poetry?
I don’t have a specific style of poetry I write about love I write about life. I write about God’s second most precious gift that is woman and how they should be treated. I also write about freedom and of course my faith in the Lord.
Our Storm by Harold Huff
They way my mind moves
Is like a raging storm
With you lie the most important elements
As the rains shower
This beautiful sound
A heart so perfect
That my love has found
The thunder rolls as a reminder
That God made you for me
My queen loving, gentle
Caring and serene
Take me away to the awesome place
Every time I lay my head in your lap
Our storm begins to rage
Taking me away
Leaving me with one care
You my sweetest love
Holding and warming from the night air
Rain only magnifies your beauty
As it trickles down your face
Come closer babygurl
Come and give me a taste
Let me taste that passion
That lies in your soul
And you can taste my passion
Our love can be whole
I hear the rough waves
As they keep tearing away at the beach
I hear the cool sand crunch
With every step of our feet
Flowing with those winds
Lighting cracking in the sky
Kodak moments made for God’s eyes
Still loving our storm
The serenity it vibes
Because through every storm
True beauty lies…..
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