Best Locust Poems

ADEBIMPE

Going through this life at a frenzied pace
It's clear why we call it human race
I saw a piece of carefully gathered stardust
A desire for every...

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~
across the sapphire
blended with emerald hue
ridges rise in praise
~
clusters of pine trees
birch, poplar, oak and locust
merge to give sweet peace
~
bright flowers grow wild
dancing with fresh...

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Traveling along these celestial corridores

Through the spectrum, called life ~

Brought forth by a birth....

Bourn, for this very purpose in time?

A revelation revealed, by the hands...

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The power is out
but rather than pout
I'll sit down and write a few rhymes

It makes me so happy
to write something snappy
when life throws me lemons...

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Frisky, gray squirrels scramble
Beneath a massive, old oak tree
Gathering the best acorns they see
Their fluffy tailed, lively damsels

Opossum wobble on short legs
From their laurel sheltered...

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The track marks are exposed, so you’ll have to look twice without getting caught. Your mind starts to wonder what it is he’s been shot...

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My toes squirm
like fat little worms
through this moist soil
they let go of their convolution;
disconnect from the brain that tells them
each day
what they are
and are not.
Here...

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The eyes of mild dawn on the body of sky
No nose to smell
No ear to hear
No tongue to speak and taste
No hand to touch
No leg...

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Time has been that slavery was a common practice
War lords take over a nation then use the people for slaves
This went on in Israel, Egypt,...

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Numbers, numerals,
like words,
combinations of letters,
mean something,
sometimes more secular,
sometimes more sacred ecological.

Numerals and letters share sacred iconic human-intelligence root systems
within a bicameral ecology of mind-body nonduality,
both...

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He was born in backwoods Missouri.
1840 the year he arrived.
Conflict, sickness and hard times prevailed.
Through it all he grew strong and survived.
Skills to live were...

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On a whim, 
a demon will grab a fist full of mind.
Slap it down- roll it out- sprinkle it with lye. 
Then pull out its...

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The day she was stolen
The skies turned black
Locust ate at our very souls
In the name of God
I shout why?

The flowers of Hendon
Surround a black tombstone
How...

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(a poem by Aare Tunde Dawood-Akerele) 
Sympathizing with every motherless child. 

The Pain of Motherlessness 
Is far beyond measure 
Especially for a green mind. 

Begins...

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A vortex of wind dancing, with drums of thunder  Waltzing, plunders the lands it turnsA partner revolves around the twisterThunderous beats escort the funnel...

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