Can we rise to the challenge
Can we truly love all
the thin and the heavy
the short and the tall
Can we accept everyone
of all different colors
none of whom look
much like each other
Can we bury the hatchets
of antipathies long past
To build and maintain
a world that lasts
Categories:
antipathies, destiny, endurance, love, world,
Form: Rhyme
Megan Markle's lost her sparkle
Prince Harry's nothing if not wary
Oprah preys on their vulnerabilities
Eggs on their petty antipathies
Categories:
antipathies, anger, power, sad, scary,
Form: Epigram
She brightened like a child whose broken toy is glued together,
summon tears as one summons servants,
and danced like a flower in the wind.
She disclaimed the weariness,
that dragged upon her spirits like leaden weights,
exude a faint and intoxicating perfume of womanliness,
like a crushed herb,
and felt like an unrepentant criminal.
She flounders like a huge conger-eel
in an ocean of dingy morality,
gave me a surprised look,
like a child catching an older person in a foolish statement,
and gave off antipathies as a liquid gives off vapor.
She has great eyes like the doe,
heard me like one in a dream,
and let the soft waves of her deep hair fall,
like flowers from Paradise.
She looked like a tall golden candle,
moved like mirth incarnate,
and saw this planet,
like a star hung in the glistening depths of even.
She seemed as happy
as a wave that dances on the sea,
walks in beauty like the night,
brilliant, and as hard too, as electric light,
silent, standing before me like a little statuesque figure.
By Seth Yuhi Musinga
Categories:
antipathies, beautiful, beauty, blessing, boyfriend,
Form: ABC
I will always bring water to your lips
And the let the little fawn over your bramble skips
For memory cannot close its doors
On the lanterned woman laddling from your shores
Welcome for: the tired, the paltry poor,
Blown in the blustering winds rhizome and spore
"The huddled masses yearning to breathe
Free" of tyranny, and the vulgar claws of callous greed
"The wretched refuse of your teeming shore."
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed now to soar
Where the lamp is lift 'side the golden door."
The dragon spewed its water out
But like a great, strong, mother, you opened your mouth
And swallowed the flood, and the child
That watches now Babel's kingdom crumbling, riled
With pity, will not let you thirst
But will while toiling for bread again build you first
An altar of its flesh for iniquities
Commissioned by anitquated theories, antipathies
Sulked in the bosom of your guests
Be careful though, do not spurn their faithfulness!
Categories:
antipathies, historywater, water,
Form: Verse