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Requiem For a Paper Boat

The reason no longer matters.
The finality towed out behind that small,
paper boat has now severed possibilty 
and left the hand that launched it, empty.
Birds follow, singing a requiem.

I want something in its place, large enough
to envelope thought, accomodate catastrophes 
and offer vistas of stars, galaxies and out
towards that edge where all things cease
and exceed understanding.

I would like something that creates
no fracture or disturbance in the order
of things, but settles gently and calms
the rush and anger boiling on the surface
of where life is lived.

To have no hierarchy but that given
gladly in the inherent value of life itself,
to accept what falls from fate and celebrate
that which comes forth in the exquisite 
play of this unfolding world.

Letting Go

Clothed by a smile, naked through words
A beginning, bound to no end
Life, an observation to be captured
Freedom sought, by a captive soul
Autumn feels, so much like home. 

An unsteady commitment, a promise betrayed
To return, an ideal that reality cannot accomodate
Conflict borne, through a mind too heavy to decide
An engagement of fulfilment, finding loneliness
This hand tires, just as this page. 

The introduction of a pause, births stillness
A fallen pen, awakening failure
Incomplete pieces, consuming wholesomeness
Momentum lost, a crutch to prevent continuity
Wallowing again, time without purpose. 

Another day, another return to uncertainty
Every attempt, shadowed by finality
The joy that had been, anxiety's casualty
Reminiscing of the old, forgoing the new
Where release was apparent, cells confine.

Not without hindrance, the last stains arrive
To deny the inevitable, or embrace it's truth
Slowed has the heart that paced, passion subdued
Mismatched lines, chaos pervasive
Letting go might be best, of a love without direction.

Rebounded

I'm so flexible but I can snap.
So never push me too far.
I'm very strong but I can still break..
My strength depends on how kind you are.

I work well with my own kind..
Together we bounce off the wall.
But just like Humpty Dumpty..
I can't be repaired after bad fall.

I am resistant to extrusion..
I can bend to accomodate most needs.
If respected I'll stretch the extra length..
And I multitask when asked with a "Please?"

I can hold many items together..
And tidy up a messy space.
My resilience will always rebound..
My versatility can suit any place.

I will always make you look good..
And give your hair a modern style.
I can help you break bad habits..
If you wear me on your wrist for a while.

You'd be surprised how many times I'm needed..
I come in many colours, styles and brands.
My abilities are absolutley endless..
Im your hard working, loyal RUBBERBAND!

My Grandmother's Love

'MY GRANDMOTHER'S LOVE'

The name of my Grandmother's
house is the same with the name of my Grandmother's town.

My Grandmother's love is formless.
Grandmother found me formless.
My Grandmother's formless love,
form me into a perfect form.
Outstanding unicorn
With men around in uniform.

In my Grandmother's house.
I become a diamond.
Just as the name of my
Grandmother's house.
Diamond House In diamond town.

But my Grandmother's love is worth more than ordinary diamond.

Although, my Grandmother's big 
house is big enough to house all of the children of earth. 
But my Grandmother's BIG loving heart 
is already BIG enough to accomodate the earth itself and it's children.

My Grandmother's love is the divine love you know.
The divine love light force that brightens you out of the dark
hard matrix. Aho!!!
@Solo Man.
1/08/18

Arcobaleno

There's more to rainbows
than sunshine and rain
the arcobaleno
can accomodate
the dreams of everyone.

Things Poetry Do

I breath lyrics to dying souls.
crafting art for the aching souls.
To see feel and share.
Till I say you see you care.

that expands the strings of hope.
when the mass production becomes well coped.
and it boils their spirits with tender,
when their mutual respect regards no gender.

if I utter motivation to hopeless.
it offers priceless happiness.
but if  greatness speedy surrounds.
Joy and Joy copulate more rounds,
 and freedom born free.


I draw people's destiny ,
even when a vision is blur. 
I introduce their desires.
and devotions conductively like wires.

on the Genesis of poetry,
 I poor a tree, 
 to grow more shade on the garden of Eden. 
For a snake to cool down and allow adults to decide.
A forbidden fruit ,  how it is  eaten. 

I accomodate all species,
I scribe solid lines for  blind,
so one hand can feel,
the prosperity poetry paints prowessly.
then bring bravery to infants to grow and die fearlessly. 

Kiwi, made me realize
God sometimes polishes all nights with dark clouds to have a sunny tomorrow.
you may bruise today ,but you gets stronger tomorrow.

Mirror Mirror

Here's sumthing I kinda find funny
All these friends around really don't know me
everyone has a reflection here of
Stay outa my image if you can't look in the mirror
Now you can go with this or that
Whatever you choose, passion is where it is at
I will never gyrate to accomodate
your irate
as of this date i can and will be someone you hate
Passive agression 
I thought this was a two way conversation
I'm just saying............ I see your lips moving but I don't feel nothing but a breeze
I could see your body language had nothing to comment
and this my friend i peeped on you with ease.
Copyright © Alesha Roche' | Year Posted 2012

Loved By Few-Hated By Many

An expression of a Nurse

I am a Nurse,
I am loved by few and hated by many
Everyday I dedicate my life to saving lives of others
From 7 o'clock in the morning to 7 o'clock in the evening
Whether its winter, whether its Summer

Day and night I sacrifice my comfort
And put myself at risk of developing deep venous thrombosis
Through standing
Swimming in life threatening infections
And deadly diseases
Yet I am loved by few hated by many.

My dedication, my determination,My willingness, my passion, my care
They are all never recognized
Only my mistakes are visible in the eyes of everyone
Because I am loved by few hated by many

From vomitus to faeces, Urine to blood, sweat to sputum
My hands discriminate none
In all body orifices they navigate to heal where it is injured
Assess where it is wrong and comfort where there is pain
From head to toe they travel to provide holistic nursing care
To bring back good health to those afflicted by sickness
Yet I am loved by few hated by many

I am a Nurse, hate me, love me
My hands will always be receptive 
To accomodate your entrance.

How I Wished Biafra Was Here

HOW I WISHED BIAFRA WAS HERE

How I wished she was here
There won't be spilling of blood
All over the street of her mother
Looters won't be seen around 
Bad leaders will be totally exiled
Only those with the spirit of the Umunna 
Shall accomodate the rising sun

Cracking walls will be repaired
Without exploiting the righteous masses
Our currency could have been higher 
Then the pounds and dollars
She could have been a paradise island of love
The national cake could have been for all
She could have harbour all in her bosom

How I wished Biafra was here
She would have been the beauty of them all
Biafra I know was a home of freedom
Created perfectly for the perfection of mankind
Her kingdoms are made of gold and silver
Oh! Biafra, I love in the name of freedom

My country home, Nkporo,  could have 
Been a befitting clothes decorated with lights
That shines until the perfect day if 
Biafra was here in her full regalia.

Frozen At Night

violent bristles of the tree 
equal to my hearts state, 
rattling,with images of she 
how can one accomodate .   

it seems absurd to rearrange, 
ones palace of boundless love. 
to make any simplistic change 
causes crying like of a dove.   

seasons always shift too late 
always like ones personality, 
a palace door that locks its gate , 
as ours to theirs open casually.   

new beginnings arent at ease 
always something to be apeased, 
So let it surely be another good night.

 For my angel that places me in misery.

Mirror Mirror

Here's sumthing I kinda find funny
All these friends around really don't know me
everyone has a reflection here of
Stay outa my image if you can't look in the mirror
Now you can go with this or that
Whatever you choose, passion is where it is at
I will never gyrate to accomodate
your irate
as of this date i can and will be someone you hate
Passive agression 
I thought this was a two way conversation
I'm just saying............ I see your lips moving but I don't feel nothing but a breeze
I could see your body language had nothing to comment
and this my friend i peeped on you with ease.

That Place

Like a stillborn child they slept;
Their good and evils they 
couldn't do again.
In a place quiet, dark and 
lonely,
Where even prisoners are as 
free as kings.

Many hopeless people desire to 
go there and live;
Those who are grieved; who 
seek death.
The rich, the poor, the famous, 
the wretched; 
Those who prefer the grave to 
any treasure.

They desire to go there; 
A place with a mouth that 
never closes;
 Always open to recieve;
Always expanding to 
accomodate-
The vast populace trooping in.
 
How I hate to go there,
 The tombs stones and 
engravings;
Oh! what a terrible sight!  
Always, I pray earnestly,
Not to travel that to land.

The Zulu Crier

THE ZULU CRIER

Where thou thee
Sons of Afrika
There over the edge is a halo
It's coming to crown the world

He who stands wear it first
So rise up my people, my children
For we had long remain knelt to the giant
That charmeleon, Ananse of our indiference

End him now with the swords of oneness
You Asante man marry that Buganda maid
You Zulu landlord accomodate that Fula
Thee Igbo barter with that Nubian

Yee men, men of this land, I call !
All tribes, all caste of Afrika
Know thy neighbour
Break the land's fences down

And travel the sands and the rocks 
From Cape Town to Alexandria
From Capo Verde to Eritrea
And share the goodness, tastes of Afrika

Of our new communism
The twenty firsst revolutionary calls
Now, Now, before the sun downs
With joy and pride.

Awake Mama Afrika !

Fantasy Trip

When without umbrella 
it poured mind wandered

how if it rained horizontally
it would rain as a blanket above 
and not stagnate to breed bacteria 
no spoiling of leather shoes 
 
cow dung on road is waste
but in farm is manure
rain on road is not of much use
in lake in farm its lifeline 

                >^^<

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By Hitendra Mehta
April 2011

For Members contest - Stream of Conciousness by Debbie Guzzi  
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The Boy Next Door

Too large for most to accomodate,
If it is important he'll be late.
Sometimes vulgar and crude to the core.
Never mistaken as the boy next door.

A hard headed Giant that's misunderstood.
Entirely too intellegent for his own good.
Cares for nobody but himself 
and anyone else in need of help.

A bit chauvanistic, a womans man
bedding as many as anyone can.
Intimidates others just for fun.
An aberration to most, enigma to some.

He takes a few drugs. Make that many. 
Rarely his pockets carry more than a penny
He eats too much and never enough.
Gives as good as he gets, It's only stuff!

He is never wrong, less often right.
His sense of humor is quite the riot.
I have never known a man such as he.
Always there when I've been in need.

Talk all you want and think as you may
Sure he has a few faults, but he is really ok
A brash gentle giant who will often offend. 
My brother, my buddy, my friend to the end.



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