Best Lineage Poems

forging
noble timeless art
brute strength and skill
reverence for the forces of fire
innate passion for working metal
precious knowledge passed down the ages
honoring with pride millennia of blacksmith ancestry



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on May 26, 2019...

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Discarded old car
Star on Grill
Still a Mercedes...

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Time takes age and does what it will
Man ages and wishes time to stand still.

There is infinite turning of the hands on a clock
As mortals we hear the constant tick-tock.

There is a human desire to leave something behind
Hoping our earthly possessions ease our greedy mind.

What...

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to be silent even though it might hurt
our ancestors, our sons and daughters to
I feel the fangs of dogs ripping their shirts
the hoses of hatred drowning our roots
the hats we wear those imperial crowns
will silence doubt and reveal our lessons
to fight on both legal and...

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Between a castle and a moat
One small goat
Strays too far, too long
But nothing happens
Yet scared stiff, the goat is scared stiff
To see this beast, this terrible monster
The medieval lands have made him out to be
What can this beast do to prove
There is beauty beneath his...

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I speak
I am not heard
I cry you do not care
I scream into deaf ears until
you're grown
you're grown
in frustration your tears fall
you scream into deaf ear
your child -like you
I smile...

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Never forsake the lineage in which we
originated from because
the ancestors are watching us
Their eyes are on the sparrow
anticipating us to soar into
our excellence 
Wash ourselves in their royalty
while remembering they were 
kings and queens long before
they became slaves and strange fruit
Society wants to wipe the...

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A deep pink color tinged with orange like that of a flamingo 
walking with our feet in shallow water 
As I gazed upon the sunlight, dazed and bewildered 
Squeezing the life out of us we believed them just like Adam and Eve 
were cruelty taking...

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Their will be none to follow after
my footsteps tramped in the wheat,
no surname left to hear the laughter
no eye to see, no heart to beat.

Time will never stop its running
with sun and moon and touch of heat
like old stones lie in their sunning
not caring for...

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With
earthly
green and blues,
his blended view
birthed
the
new way-
a bridge from
impressionist
art
to
abstract
expressions-
a father of
all

Ekphrasis 'Mont Sainte-Victoire by Cezanne...

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My grand father
is a father to my father,
and my grand mother
is a mother to my mother.
Today iam a father,
a father to my children
and my wife is a mother,
a mother to them.
One day or one time,
i will be a grand father
and my wife
will be a grand...

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In These Days, We Prayed
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The Curse On My Linage 


Oh linage 
I now sit and wonder,
why thou have grown so slow in progress
And wasteful in resources.

Ah!
Then i realize our great forebears
Laid too numerous generational 
Curses on us all, curses 
That now beat the drums of...

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Honeycombed crocks, like patterns 
On an old quilt
Start and pause without reason
Long dandied extravagant  Peacocks
Strut below airships rising above
Pale blue seas…dust has no  taste
Light reflects off shadows of rouge
Rubbed rough by tears
Only today matters.... white caps roiling
Over  loyalty, held for centuries,
Never released,
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I am a son of the verse and the word,
                                 the spoken and...

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The tree of life has roots to the beginning of time
infiltrating depths unfathomable
lost in the nebulae of bygone memories
the illusion of neat lines soon tangled in a fog
hiding stories obsolete and long forgotten

Diluted storytelling buried beneath fresh tales
and soon hazy with its clouded details
the feats...

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