Best Amulets Poems

Now, when the day is cool and new

While fragile light is still allowed

My paper captures views of you

Your eyes, the shape of shifting clouds

While fragile...

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Sometimes my soul 
resembles distant horizons, 
like burning stars 
abandoned between
  dusk and dawn.

When the 
     sky hangs 
as heavy...

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I kissed the moon tonight, enveloped 
with quartz amulets of Luna
as luminous streams of stars
paint my poetic sky 
glazed in citrine dust
tracing rain dews
in your...

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Something strange

and unexplainable comes this way,
this way, it comes to us sly and fast, 
some say, perhaps, 
it has already arrived, 
it walks unseen, in...

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In a world bejeweled 
with tainted trinkets,
and feigned flowers,
we follow the 
wailing waves below 
whirling wind,
like secluded silhouettes,
stranded on the
cusp of chaos,
unable to find the...

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   "A crescent dahlia floats, birthed in decay ~
            midst emerald ferns,
...

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I sketch musky infernos with kohl ink
when dead wings of flurry moon lace my
copper blue lashes and ripples
of faith crash furthest seashores,
Draping stelliform-soul
in strokes of...

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This February will not usher spring,
wisteria like grapes hung on their roods;
more pewter shadows does the season bring.
Now I've misplaced all the beatitudes

to lambent grasses...

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In a cynical realm where truth is tainted in black, rises she, 
amidst whirling vortexes veiling reveries where she walks.

Yet society thrums thick skinned lies,...

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I've always 
wandered in 
venus' orbs, 
searching for
the star-seed 
of my spirit that
has forsaken
it spiritual 
sanguinary and 
caged every 
fluorescent flicker 
in a sculptured
sanctuary of...

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This poem is a special devotion for my mother, who has always been a healing sun for these wintry eyes. Mumma, you're my hope, my...

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I'm

the

white fog

layered on

gold-jasmine face of

the orange moon, shimmering with

shy starships and laced along hailstones of honesty;

When the sapphires of earth are etched with orchestral milky...

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The Obeah Woman

Heavy musty air reeks with the Obeah Woman’s pungent perfume, 
sweat, burnt incense, bitter roots, and swirling black smoke,
dim light from a waning...

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The Holy Spirit is like the wind which, comes and goes

Cascading diamonds of Light....

Swept into the breeze; met by Clouds of comfort

Cherubs, whom disperse its...

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10/17/19
"Brand New"


I'd be damned to quit
Putting out some brand new s***
With a brand new drip
In my a step a brand new skip

Brand new tint
Steering wheel...

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