Best Black Book Poems

I wondered how that I could be a child of the King.
A long lost soul, I had no goal, but to maybe act and sing.
I...

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Hallelujahs 
Everlastingly!
 
All knowing God
Rewards faithful souls.
Omnipotent forgiveness is given.
Sin is deleted from God’s “Little Black Book.” 
Easter celebrates innocence; Jesus arose from the dead....

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I spent the whole night dressed up like a witch
collecting lots of candy and then YOU
stole all of it! You’re lucky I’m no snitch,
I won’t...

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You&me
it's like that song:you and me together...
it'll never happen
you go on with your cap on
thinking no one ill see what you wright in your little...

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Last night the thunder came out of the east
Rolling like a freight train into the desert
Dog collars and burros
Blew by my window
I watched with much...

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Interludes of a Night Rat

You can not plan out the day’s use of words.
You can not predict noon’s thoughts and moods.
You can not lasso in...

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Antihero


An old stone built tower stands above all on the skyline;
The curves of its body twisting spiral’s in the air.
The moon shines around its peak,...

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Welcome...to the 5th world of mysticism well I see
A Crystal Vision and consulting my big black book of
Miracles to recite the incantation you need tonight...

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High spirits in a dance with a flying mood
All burdens at the moment are in memory’s black book
Pleasing and pure the world seems
Perfect and powerful...

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A dreamer - yet they thought that she was mad
But dreams allowed an escape of reality, whenever she felt sad
Nobody special, lost in a fantasy...

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Only on his palm were cowries
And thread-cloaked bullhorn found.
Only on his neck we found 
The  coral beads of truth and courage.
Only on  his...

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no Artist, no Poet
Vickie M. Ortiz Vazquez

I am not an artist
So, I doodle
Play with shapes, colors
Juxtapose
Yet, I am no artist

Inscriptive, descriptive visual symbols come about
Recognizable...

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Hot as hell, emotions fire the flames, 
Nervous about meeting doctors, nurses, 
Curtain separates them from congregation,
The veil is not torn in two, but steamy...

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-His Wife and Mother I would Be-

I would love being a sheep like a mother
Whose thrust is for the betterment 
Of her husband and her...

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Dark as Midnight,
but with a aura that radiates like sun.
100 watt smile, must have seen it from a mile,
& knew right then within my heart
she...

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