Berber Poems - Poems about Berber

...From Maurus' shore, a tide arose, not of ocean, but of faith, and shadowed Iberia's sun-kissed coast. Moor, a word that held a continent, a tapestry of Berber, Arab, threaded with the blacknes......

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...Wanderer, free spirit, gets around the endless world, he relentlessly seeks happiness. Open your eyes encounter an aurora borealis simple to perfection, like a lost Eskimo or as a Buddhist mo......

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...TAKING THE OATH For those who are born again through the Oath of Citizenship at the Onondaga County Courthouse, Syracuse, New York! The morning prayers over the neighbor’s car cold, the ride......

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...THE AL-ANDALUS QUARTET THE AL-ANDALUS QUARTET: PART ONE GIBRALTAR / DJEBEL-TARIQ 711 AD / 92 AH In the eyes of the hawk Djebel Musa to Djebel Tariq is the tactical distance across the tur......

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...I dream of magic lines but they elude me. Chapbook on acrylic tube palette, janus-faced cave in at the crack of dawn, crescent moonlight awnings turn to circus of the soul, images that colo......

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...In the seven hundreds, we traded salt Arab and Berber traders Were gold and ivory graders Horses and tigers bartering came to a halt Cloth, swords, and books traded for chocolate malt.......

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...This is the first of five found poems based on Microsoft dictation trials. I took the verbatim text filled with gibberish and put into poetic stanzas otherwise no editing. Her and they moved t......

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...I’m walking through another crowded room wondering if people can sense the tremors behind my eyes. Fluttering wings of falling Angels full of hellfire buckshot. I’m seeping into the Berber carpe......

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...RECIPE: “Poulet Roti” French Style - Ballade Le Chant Royal 6 (NOTE: This French “ballade” is being composed on permutations of the number ONE repeated twice, I.e., 11. Eleven syllables to the ......

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...I glimpse a boy sitting on a chair alone, his feet are hanging down, his patched face blackened by smoke. He is unable to cry, unsure where his family may be, he scoops clots of fresh blood ......

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...Listen Sister HEARING this makes you WONDER… I am a PHOTOGRAPHER and I can be a RAPPER... And If I would; I could play in MANCHESTER… All I wanted with HER, was to be her, BROTHER… All I wanted w......

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...I've come to old man Berber who's grey-haired and skinny To solve problems that I'm tortured with. "I see, my son, that through you beams hot light as you breathe But you are not his owner, silly.......

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...The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Eight At her feet gather daily plumage dark white to brown leather Pigeons geese crows sparrows larks and wild ducks in sunset colour And the resident owners......

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...The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake- Part Six Awake! Dour Dreamer! And draw the curtain of benumbing clouds Fairies hover by ears to whisper mantras dispelling doubts Already unheeding magpies cluck r......

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...The Flamenco Dancer and The Bull The acoustics of your snuffle is an absolution of a descending staccato in an E chord. Behold, my lancing third, an urgency to trick you with my jalapeño-colore......

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