Best Harking Poems

TOTAL   ECLIPSE   OF   THE   SUN    
 

We watched horrified, awe-struck for hours while the sun died
Slowly, shorn of long golden locks, suffocated by the oncoming moon-rock.
Samson,   blinded.   His eyes ...

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Innocent, juvenile, moppet
I am a child
Courageous, gallant, dauntless
I am a free spirit
Hearing, heeding, harking
I am a listener
Open, direct, frank
I am honest
Liberal, understanding, unsparing
I am generous
Trite, worn out, bathetic
I am tired
Divided, severed, separated
I am divorced
Forebearer, ascendant, parent
I am a mother
Contributor, benefactor, supporter
I am a friend
Devine, heavenly,...

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Flirting flappers
Whipper snappers

Prohibitions
Big restrictions

Legs are showing
pearls are Swirling

Charleston’s harking
Lovers sparking

Dancing Lindy
With Miss Mindy

Jitterbugging
Afterwards hugging

Raccoon coats
Rowing boats

Bathtub gin
Fun never ends.
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Flimsy fig leaf camouflage,
subterfuge reveals montage,
mind games at play everyday,
as conscience to rest we lay.

Enacting oneupmanship,
demons of mind we worship,
anchored in hypnotic trance,
enticed by dark desire’s dance.

Engaging in acts feral,
we find our soul’s in peril,
yet we wear the fig leaf mask,
making weary earth life task.

Naked...

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Why this boat?
Could it be the boat of destitution?
Conveying Epidemics, Hunger, Rags,
Malnutrition and Illiteracy.

Descend from me!
Banish from my world!
You cursed word!
You that called education a"Privilege"!
Patrimony of the ghetto!

W.H.O called you "Lion of Africa",
U N called you "Agenda ".
Predicament to the black,
Livelihood to the white.

Harking to...

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At cockcrow, I head down to the river, forsaking my little log cabin situated in the dense forest till dusk, which was strongly built by my endemic hands. I have no compulsion for rods and hooks, no bait. I have my ways. I be sincerely...

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Rosy rains still keep dapping on me, rippling into me, trickling in me  
My sentiment and sentimentality set into sediment like descending haze
Settled, stagnated, then crystalized into concrete and constant gaze
Gaze from adrift to assured, from timid to fuss-free
Where her long-winded Hebe falls upon...

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SULTRY zephyr's gust incinerate milieu
Estival breath perfumed the whimsical view
Perfect metamorphosed season ensued
Torrid wind whistled as fall foliage mind-glued
Exquisite maple leaves cascade in vivid red - auburn dyes
Moon of AUTUMN's nocturnal murk in premature soar - in it's crib, he lies
Bursting colours of halcyon "era"...

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Waking me in the wake of her brilliance
words spoken,written in convoluted high tones
ringing meaning esoteric and quite unknown
the craft was hyped in meteoric terms
shining bright, sending craven tremulous brain numb.



Harking, in glory she strode the road

on which no one else was allowed 

they lined up...

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They marched past my lane warriors all
Smart green fatigues, mirthful soldiers tall,
Hats inclined, their buttons shining bright
Boots drumming into a warming light,
Young hearts harking to their nation’s call.

I laud mother’s who have given birth
To lads seeking a heavenly berth,
Spurning their tomorrows’ for others
Courting death for...

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'Dress Rehearsal Rag'
of humble beginnings,
'Who by Fire'
melodic intrigue,
'Nevermind'
 a gravelly 
  reckoned voice,
'Everybody Knows'
his razor sharp witted
comic relief in
self-deprecation,
he knew it was
'Closing Time,
shared his last
sentiments,
 'You Want it Darker' 
with all those in loving
accordance relishing
his masterful talents,
poetry, music &
stories intertwined 
'tween the life
and death...

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Softly, it lowers itself from above, 
an adagio of light,
whispering eternities into the crevices in the air,
so pure it makes the silence around it audible, 
a muted chorus for its song. 

A voice that is an androgyny of original beauty, 
divorced from Man and Woman,...

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Mull was culled from intestines of smeared thoughts
raking the dandruff of exotic dreams that swelled in nights hot
destined to be doomed in spectres of rejection that loomed
the party grooved on, intentions danced intricate, bodies just symbols
motives targetted serpentine and they had the groove
music lullabied sleepy...

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Across the globe, music ascends—a universal zephyr,
Bridging cultures in harmonious yearning;
Chords converge from Andes to the Zangezur, xenharmonic,
Dulcet tones of a duduk—in the air, they whisper.

Every note—an echo of humanity's vibration,
From flamenco's fire to the finesse of a cello's undulation;
Gamelan's gongs—a gamut of sounds' timbre,
Harmonium's...

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