Best Choired Poems

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 
to an old pair of thrown-away shoes
two sizes too...

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I try to be a poet, turning everything I feel
into the magic dusted fairy phrases that I steal
from scattered, peeling pages of a strybook within
the cluttered combination of my unforgotten sins.

I pen forsaken fallibles surrounded by a word
or sometimes sweet soliloquy the likes you've never...

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From buckwheat bloom to goldcup flower, 
From my sill of shade, to your wealthy dower, 
The junctures, the times, we came upon together. 
Now these goldcups, finally had color. 
Transpiring your truths, I tally a noble four, 
And they, are like roses in the moor....

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It had been a hellish week.

On Monday
my lonely and tired AfricanAmerican husband
told me, as gently as possible,
that what I had hoped was a temporary separation
is to be extended into perpetuity.

This separation had been scheduled to terminate
when my Fetal Alcohol daughter turns eighteen
and can move into...

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I love my solitary matins,
morning excursions and incursions
toward simply divine places,
reading to hear voices from my past
inside prophetic choices 
occupy BeLoved Community futures.

In this sacred space
we sing full time health resolutions,
ego therapeutic gospel by day,
and dream Gaia's good-wealthy news 
remixed by night

Regenerating each dawn's richly...

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A fresh aroma of the winter roses bore upon
The break of the day light, the first ray hold upon
By the droplets beaded over the floral leaf
Mulled over by the sight so mimetic
The life glazed over the mist filled by the charismatic. 
An ecstatic jubilation bided...

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The equanimity of the day reached beyond my solitary realm,
As if the tune of demise fathomed the doleful heart of mine;
Escaped from the autistic aftermath blamed by mordacious charm,
Healed beyond charade of some credulous bonds -
As if the tune of avow choired with the tune...

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I reason out the drip-dried lakes in the modifying clime
When I flowed the dawning dew in the praising sky,
I promised to sojourn the supernal time
When I choired with the migrating birds in the autumn dry.

I look for the diurnal stars in the sidereal time
When I...

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I know I should apologise but I ponder at my fault
I truly thought that every cat had abilities to vault
Most other times he ran away when I backed out of the drive
I mean it's only natural a cat's instinct to survive

I'll admit I've damaged other...

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Each day mother opens her cupped hands to sun's benediction,
Opens her spaces too, to the multi-choired rhythm of life and the wings
Of the world touches her like whispers of leaves
On dew-bathed trees.

Here's her land of scattered stars - the fragile glass of gemstones
Where diverse tongues...

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Like an angel from paradise you came
In my dream - I believed that to be true,
Like a princess you graced up on me
The realism was out of true.
 
I walked to you like my destiny famed
With your shadow beholden for obstacles unknown,
I traveled along mirthfully
With...

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Communications among organic creations
of sacred EarthMother
are overwhelmingly rooted
in nonverbal
nonviolent communion

Complex evidence of things
within relationships of feeling
and touch,
creatures seen
and heard,
recreations smelled
and tasted,
cognitive awareness of purpose
and intuitive integrity for meaning
sacred smooth full-wombed
woked mindedness

We are, together,
at our best,
on and in and for and of
Earth's rest 
in solidarity play...

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Lusty two hearts
in the crimsoning tranquil eve
The lulling gentle breeze
coupled their juicy lips.
 
Playing with their tongues 
that sweetened the taste
Was blitzed deeply
untill they imbibed their sensuality.
 
Spur with the slurp
and fastening warm aroma of their breaths
choired with their dewed jucicy lips
Excrement drunk like intimated...

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God Bless You

Before me lay the Dust of us all
Treated by us all as an orphaned babe
The sun scalded my tan
You, you gathered under layers of clothes
-	the difference and similarity of us both

Yet the Tugela rages, the Vaal turns; they run as bold as ever
And,...

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i'm whiskey beats outta country
jazz, too classic
old's city in LA
high damn
runnin up you like water
all most hiding skin

and overatures 
lest i grieve through absurd
trist's with confi, daunting
clapper town

east block alter girls
choired saints lost frames
too paint
sorry bouts 
runnin up like water's mam...

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