Best Indented Poems

It was many years ago that I used to dream 
that with a small run, I could lift myself
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Indented by harsh waves
Injured by cold sharp rocks
Inflicted by failures
Irate at injustice
I come to you naked
Indolent, extinguished
Illuminate me Lord

Written on:02/27/2016...

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Like a nest on a little church
indented in the rocks.
The sky is low.
The twitch 
of the air flower-beds –
the passing angels.
And voices like gushing
streams; rivers...

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It is an old dream, brown, crumbling at edges,
best that I leave this old dream undisturbed -
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The Sun rises...

I know the supposed science 
of light,
bips and wavy lines of
pulsed propagation

like a heart

like emotions~ 

how human feelings start
and stop, the forward/backward of...

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Over the hillsides, together we burned space and time
Galloping with the wind...
Clouds took me by the hand,
Wind took you by the mane
Nothing outside our world...

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A FULANI GIRL’S COMPLAINT


I carried water. I did all the house cores. I drove and bred the cattle one and alone, singing songs, running and...

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I can visualize you on your side, sleeping
Gently, I lift the hair from your shoulders
To expose the nape of your neck
It whispers, quietly sings a...

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Passed the old church at midnight
Night time dark, damp and windy
Thoughts about coming home to a warm bed
Hear sounds from the bushes and trees
Glimpsing human...

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When I pick up Sweet Williams
And inhale their spiced perfume,
I see them on the windowsill
Of our tiny old back room.

Their sweet indented petals,
Coloured every shade...

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Broken tears is where it all begins, the love has lifted for now a mist in the air. Tears fall upon and evaporate into love...

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In the darkening sky, there's a depth one can feel
My breath forms a cloud in the late evening chill
My eyes search for the sign of...

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Hard line mid line, keep on limbo from corner to corner, side to side confronting and confining glue to bliss back to punk music the...

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Part Two

From that moment onwards
Not when the fingerless muscles unclasped
    the indented bones
But from that moment of knowing
   from that...

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Early this morning, I found, much to my chagrin,
the flowers in my garden were as if they’d never been.

Bitten off above the soil, green stubs...

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