Best Auction Block Poems
Escape of the Bluesman's Song...Within the frame a sepia scene
a dusty porch a rickety chair
the fabric of your dusky face creased
with ceaseless sunbaked woes
your old pair of getaway feet gives
a different walk of life......
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Categories:
auction block, africa, america, grief, racism,
Form:
Free verse
Grandma's Hand Sewn Quilt...When the auctioneer first shows it,
I feel a sudden piercing shock.
My grandma's hand-sewn antique quilt
Is on the auction block.
It is the lovely basket pattern
And her stitches are so neat,
I......
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Categories:
auction block, age, grandmother,
Form:
Narrative
The Day the Chains Fell...The air smells different now
cleaner, somehow.
Like a breath I’ve never taken before.
June, 1865,
a warm wind brushes against my skin,
and I stand taller than I ever thought I could.
No more th......
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Categories:
auction block, freedom, history, slavery,
Form:
Free verse
The Whips of History - 1...This whip is a relic of war
an instrument of severe education,
come now Avia, look how lovely and vulgar,
it is essential for you to appreciate it's intention,
feel it's supple weight, the simpl......
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Categories:
auction block, christian, history, passion, poetry,
Form:
Crown of Sonnets
Planned Parenthood Diabolical Money Maker...Planned Parenthood’s Diabolical Money Maker!!!
The most heinous crime that has been demonically inspired
surely came from Hell below;
tearing an unborn helpless baby from inside his mother’s wo......
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Categories:
auction block, death, dedication,
Form:
Free verse
A Man Called Joe...Lend me a listen
And hear this tale of woe
The life and times
Of a man 'called' Joe
Keep still, keep quiet
Hush, listen to the sound
The silent footsteps of a man
As he walks his native gro......
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Categories:
auction block, black african american, uplifting,
Form:
Narrative
Woman's Rant On a Hot Summer Day...just because you see me walking down 'ho boulevard does not mean i'm for sale...
i don't have an advertising sign up inviting you to taste and see
a woman can't walk down the street in broad daylig......
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Categories:
auction block, angst, black african american,
Form:
Free verse
The Gift of Song Pt. Ii...She flinches, shudders as chains tug at her flesh
The ruthless slave trader and rapist whispers to the auctioneer
And instinctively she knows that it is her turn to be sold.
The noise heightens, ......
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Categories:
auction block, black african american, history,
Form:
When Deferred Dreams Become Blurred Visions...(Apropos of Hughes’s Proverbial Question)
What happens when rotten strange fruit…
Hanging from trees of auction block wood
Become stinking pieces of black flesh…dried blood
Putrefying in murder......
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Categories:
auction block, allegory, black african american,
Form:
Prose Poetry
The Auction...The auction began ------------
Black, bronze, yellow and other girls were there,
Only the most lovely and fair.
They were brought in from everywhere.
Shackled,
They formed a human chain.
Baffled,
Th......
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Categories:
auction block, satire, me, money,
Form:
Rhyme
"playing the Dozens" Ode To An Oral Tradition...A tradition rooted in the pain of African chains,
On the auction block, where slaves experienced the insane.
Separated...the strong from the weak...the young from the old,
So that by "The Dozen" t......
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Categories:
auction block, on writing and wordswords,
Form:
Rhyme
The White Patch...I lay my head down to sleep to the calm and peaceful sound of music flowing through the thick trees cruising from the subdivision below my dwelling.The rhythmic sounds of crickets and frogs composed ......
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Categories:
auction block, angel, dream,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Sliding From the Mountain Top...SLIDING FROM THE MOUNTAIN TOP
(APROPOS MLK: 3)
Lingering in the spaces of time, standing
On the muddy banks of reality, wandering souls
Chase the dream of Moses: the gleamed glory
From the ......
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Categories:
auction block, america, anniversary, birthday, black
Form:
Prose Poetry
Living On Titanic Land...
I’m the son of a slave,
living in ancient Greece of modern day
I was born in a city-state:
Detroit, South Carolina
Iron oar delivery
through the transactional Middle Passage way
......
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Categories:
auction block, allegory, metaphor, slavery, truth,
Form:
Bio
Car Number Sixteen...This train is coming down the main
This train is rocking my brain
This train is the overcrowded train
This train is washing in the rain
This train is the messy train
This train is filled with pa......
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Categories:
auction block, confidence, desire, endurance, forgiveness,
Form:
Narrative