Mother Alexandrine Poems

When one eye is injured
Be certain the other is hurt,
The connection is certain
In flickers of light transferred:
Seven days now,
My eye is dreading the sun,
It was...

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Her mother is freshly buried
From wounds of a botched heart procedure;
I had never seen my wife fragile,
Yet so resolute:
I had never felt so helpless,
Many things...

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I, the end of man
The son of Mala
The offspring of Lamia
I care not for testaments
Ripping out the crimson hearts
They lie freshly dead
I kill all there...

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Counting down days from years,
Hours from days,
Taking out minutes from hours,
Seconds from minutes:
Beyond the second,
There is infinite peace,
There is hope, not of things to come.
There...

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Guess where I am,
I am meeting some of mine
Or maybe not mine,
There is something
About this place:
Stinking sense of surety
I had never known till I hopped...

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Crow,
Dancing on the green,
Are you bringing
My mother's spirit?

Crow
Picking grain
From my green,
Where is my mother's spirit?

Crow,
Flying in the sky
Above my house,
Where is my mother's spirit?

Crow
Do not...

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Now I can see
What my father went through
I thought he
Did not love my mother.

Have you ever
Walked on graves
Searching for
Your son’s soul?

...

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They say, I should keep mum
When I ambush my Samsons
Naughting with Delilas;
Razoring off their strength,
Nay, they got it all wrong,
Nay, they are misled.

They say, my...

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Nay,
You are not uncouth;
There is something I never taught you:

When my mother told me to play tennis at school,
And advised me to swim at school,
When...

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Dear Son
 We haven't met yet, Well not per-say, 
First think I want to say, 
Know that with my heart I love you, 
I love...

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Art is the lie that enables us to realise the truth
I think women need pen not a long manhood
That wipe them fiercely without mercy, yes!
Tell...

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Can we write a  poem of love?
Can we write a poem that we can't tell its story?
Can we become the fire of the pastors?
Can...

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Beautiful angel a soul's destination flies
High above on gossamer wings delicately 
Circling between heaven and earth as soul keepers

Eclipsing the light seraph twitches softly gaze
Touching...

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