L'Nass Shango Poet Free verse

I Am a Maroon

I am a Maroon
Flesh and blood and everything
My spirit cries against the toxic air
Of cities, and broken moon
Perched on skyscrapers
Surveying ruin
Blowing with greasy scraps of paper
Through the horror of night
Eagles with broken wings.

I want to enter the bush again
And be still
Within the wash of rain
Far from the folding clothes of pain
Cankering my will.
I am Maroon
Lover of the land like Muta
Baruka
On when the California fires burn
I sit and smile with the sun
Staring at my wings of wax.

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Cesar Cantu May 29, 2009 at 12:43 PM Last line reminded me of Icarus and the whole language of the poem put that image in an urban context, mixed with some jungle stuff, don't know why @.@ so this poem rules because of that, the language and the whole rythm sensed when reading outloud! thanks for the experience xD

Yoni Dvorkis May 27, 2009 at 11:57 AM Very nice. I like the Icarus reference in the end, I think it's an Icarus reference... Feels like a cry for older pre-skyscraper times. that in this world anyone can feel marooned in a city they tried to love and understand but never quite got the hang of it. I had that relationship with NYC before I moved away.

Edward Orozco May 26, 2009 at 8:40 AM Beautiful use of imagery master! Beautiful indeed. - jeremia

Sajdah Al-Riyami May 23, 2009 at 3:28 AM You Ended It Perfectly!Tops For This Poem

Brandy Megens May 20, 2009 at 3:16 PM i see clearly your descriptive image beautifully done

Rhia Madison Thomer May 16, 2009 at 9:21 AM i see why metaphors are much better than similes hahah. this was a descriptive visual write, very beautiful i think i hear the musci :) <3 madison ps. you got soupmail!!

John Rhinem May 15, 2009 at 4:07 PM Smile~"Oh How I Love Your Soul!!!":):)~"You" pour it upon the pages L'nass, straight from the depths of the greatest treasure that any life could ever know~"The Treasures of Their Soul!!!":):)~This is a wonderfully written, image filled, creative and amazing write!!!:):)~And, I shall always love "You My Brother," until the very ends of time...."A Perfect Write L'nass"...."My Love Always & Forever, To You & Your Loves, John!!!"~"Have A Beautiful Weekend!!!":):) Bye ~

Nadia Shahwan May 14, 2009 at 7:25 AM Beautifu word.

James Peranteau May 12, 2009 at 2:34 PM L'nass,..this time you have nailed it with me,.....I am caught in this concrete jungle,..though not as concrete as some of my neighbors,..still not the lush I desire,..no steal step! TY for this write,..and I hope for many more far away friend! james

Carolyn Devonshire May 12, 2009 at 10:15 AM Vivid and tragic images of fire-damaged cities. Love the reference to "wings of wax." Very compelling as the reader considers the way colors bleed and drip through the sky. Nice work! Love, Carolyn

Carrie Richards May 12, 2009 at 8:27 AM You took us on a journey...through the dry brush of devastation...and made it seem almost serene...and beautiful...like the skyline over Santa Barbara...with a maroon sky above the flame. wow!