Best Consultations Poems

This pledge that l,Ntando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed l am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only lie
in word alone but in action as well.

For...

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“The Fixer”


While clearing gutters of the autumn leaves 
I was pushed by a wintery stiff breeze 
 Falling from ladder, by freak circumstance
Crumpling into flatness by haphazard chance
I felt a beer can directly under me
Memory of him, forever would be

For my Grandfather had tossed it...

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Patterns gleam in the sun
Threads lie side by side
Or criss-cross
In intricate patterns
Like individuals intersecting
Within the family
Each dependent yet separate
Blues, reds, greens and yellows complete the rhythm
Any strand pulled from this parade of colors
Reveals a gap in dreams unfulfilled

How I love you,
My middle child,
You are the...

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Maybe in another lifetime
There will be no classifications or 
generalizations, nor discriminations.
Stereotypical consultations of 
people with no limitations of racial 
inclinations.

Shall external images forever 
dominate?
With eliminating of faces who do 
not pass on rankings.
God-forsaken souls trapped in 
bodies with boundaries.
Bodies trapped in bordered 
countries.
Why all...

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This poem is written with a fair of Jamaican Patois but I hope you all get the drift.


Cow Cock Soup


Boy things a get bad, really sad.
Went to bed last night
Mi wife feeling fruity
Mi eyes get bright
Put on her nightie
And gave me the invite
She sey come...

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Saul & the Witch of Endor

“7 Saul then said to his attendants, “Find me a woman who is a medium, so I may go and inquire of her.” “There is one in Endor,” they said. 8 So Saul disguised himself, putting on other clothes, and...

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Wounded Sacred Dementia

My last foster care-provider
and -receiver story
is also a sad story
of my last special needs adoption
of bipolar born,
and oppositionally reared,
alcoholism.

My BiPolar Wounded Child
turned an auspicious five
on the day I first saw her,
and promptly rejected her,
not in dipolar person,
but in a picture of Little Brown...

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The world is a vast market of trading love
though it is not a visible commodity at all
every man and woman are buyer and seller
they either buy or sell love at an uncertain profit
some make interest, again some lose capital
but nothing can be obstacle of its...

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This poem was inspired by the interviews by Earl K. Pollon and S. S. Matheson conducted with native Sekanni peoples who were negatively effected by the flooding of their communal homelands by the building of the W.A.C. Bennett Dam. “This Was Our Valley” tells that...

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Signs of the Times 

A dictator-ship sailing the seven seas
A night-birds song on the evenings breeze
An unorthodox relationship with anti-freeze
The heimleck manoeuvre over a piece of cheese

Nuclear undertones among armies of genetic clones
Spectacular telephones in secluded containment zones
Grand consultations with lethal, hybrid, danger drones 
A...

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Disaster knell, disaster bell, disaster cell
Fly into my matrimony faster
When in a short time spell
I choose to plunge my home into a cluster

Where nonsense and indifference
Grow a foothold
Steeped in a circumference which in one insane incongruence
Smiles, conversations, consultations and touches withhold

All because a wrong option...

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A heart stolen, a heart fallen
In the pursuit of a suitor’s suit en route to company
Thought wondrous in warm words of Ellen
Despite purging a loneliness litany 

Uttering unspoken pleas
Defending decisions to cut off oxygen
From sarcastic trees
Thought to yield a carcinogen

Slaying possibilities to revive consultations
Meant to...

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Humanity Upon the Falling

Catastrophic predictions for humanities future
Another universal wound that needs an international suture 
A forced appropriation into sacred laws and culture 
A non linear approach to living by an exhibitionist social vulture

Wondering through the alleyways of regret, loss and fear
Meandering through a lonely...

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Golden Harmonies of Existence

Grace falling in essence of pure gold from the sky
Place the lightning bright vision from the centre of my third eye 
Embrace the old derision as the armies can only try
The lace of division lights up the angels in the sky 

Benevolent...

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Emergency Circumstances 

A heavyweight contender for the Consellation Crown
A ready to wait pretender of a serious genuine frown 
A street sweeping vendor in the middle of a mid-western town
A parcel marked return to sender while the  is going down

There is no knight or white...

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