Best Manifold Poems

Modest woman moderate woman
Your inner beauty strikes me
Like the tongue of noble eloquence
More than gold even refined gold
Or our purged fulgent silver.

Black woman proud woman
Your...

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MEMO for Destroyer Poet A Linda: 3. 20 p.m., 23rd April 2013 – Paris, France
  
If you are Red   I am Brown
If...

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the light breeze
   cooled the morning sun
daytrip Venice
            had begun
vantage views
 ...

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Red, red roses, you flowers of immortal love
You first blossomed in God’s Garden for Eve
In my garden too, you bloom so bright
I tend you with...

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Awaking blithe each morning,
with eyes upon the World,
I wonder, are we mourning
with ebon flags unfurled –
or are they but a warning,
some draped like snakes and...

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assorted like the washing on its lines
the words appeared along my way
in bunches of neat paragraphs    
they briskly flapped into my mind
still...

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Why Poets Are An Illumination In This Dark World


Gifting poetic words, let the flow be of friendly act
and not darker falsehoods that so many fear...

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I was a productive, proficient painter, long captivated by the manifold colors,
An infinite parade of hues and intensities, like tales of a thousand summers.

I worked...

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Of bud bossed delicate; in its aroma much will enfold!
The turbulence of youth; also the seasoned and the old.
Tetra pedes, cross pages, sober.. in black,...

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The air is shivered; to displacements whim.'
From the Ides of heaven’s sphere
As smote was the skin of a cosmic drum
Throbbing walls of pressure ‘push in’.
Then...

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Rudolph the red-nosed




Rudolph the red-nosed,
when for pic with Santa posed,
Slipped off the sleigh, down he rolled,
yet nose in dark, illuminated manifold !





Written December 13th, 2014
For...

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Let's take a step back in time,
step into the golden temple of God
that Solomon built
There shining on a hill
stood the beautiful sanctuary of God,
casting forth...

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The rib of Eve is fashion's price
A sadistic trap of six-inch heels
Some masochist's torture device

Or for added bust appeal
To wrap the torso so austere
And lift...

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Born into this earth one day quite unaware,
We grow with time and eventually age.
Pass through stages many and varied,
And in activities manifold, we busily engage....

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Nature be my religion;
Prayer be my dominion.
Words felt but unwritten;
In fields of green and crimson.

I am a dreamer and a drifter;
A non–conformist, resister.
The wind is...

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