So I happened to meet this poetry author Brian Mitchell at my club not too long ago and I was so impressed with him and his work that I decided to put a little plug for him in an upcoming post. (with his permission of course) Now his poetry is not your run-of-the-mill poetry. And this is how he approached me. He had not tipped me, he does not get dances but had approached me in a way a customer had never done before and he really stood out to me. I was sitting alone at the bar after I had gotten off of main stage for my first appearance that day. And he just got my attention and simply asked,
"Can I recite a poem for you?"
I was surprised for sure, like I said no one has ever apprached me in the club with that line before so of course I had to hear this poem of his. Now unfortunately I could not find the poem he recited to me however I definately feel the need to share a couple of his poems. Now the interesting thing about Brian Mitchell is where he finds his inspiration for some of his work. His inspiration he found for his book Broken Lyrics was in the black light of the strip-club. He could peer into the seductive eyes of the girls and pull out the real stories behind the string bikinis and g-strings. He put stories behind those girls that men idolize on the stage and made us real, his work is strong and profound and I felt a kindredness towards him because I believe in my own way I am trying to do that with my blog as well. I am here to help new and old girls alike with my experiences and show who is willing to read it, the reality of who we are and why we do what we do and this is a man who understands. So I applaud you Brian! Here please enjoy some of his poems that are previewed for free from his four published books at this site:
http://www.blurb.com/user/bmwpoetry
So he gave me permission to share a poem that is on his site for free here on my page. This poem really spoke to me. So thank you Brian!
Economy of Self-Worth
When I first started in this business,
I felt like a lump of coal.
But once the pressure wore off,
I started pursuing a higher goal.
The valley of violation
is defined by unspoken closure.
Amidst suicidal selections
I settled for a career of total exposure.
After picking up the pieces
from a lifetime of broken dreams,
I learned to distinguish between fools gold
And a substance that brilliantly gleams.
In the economy of self-worth,
our value can more than double.
There's hidden treasure in each one of us;
You just have to sort through the rubble.
By owning the mistakes of my past,
I can help others to be wiser.
Sometimes the strongest smelling manure
Is the perfect fertilizer.
I've discovered glamorous potential
of gems and exquisite fine pearl.
Reflecting beauty in the night
I shine as a sparkling diamond girl.
