Best Obelisks Poems

It was late in gorgeous springtime, and I was teaching my class,
A lesson in African history, and the events of time's hourglass.

My fourth graders were very attentive, as I recounted the glory,
Of tales such as Mansa Musa's, maybe the richest man in history!

Sultan of Mali...

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Take me to the place where the aromatic fragrance
threatens to envelop our obelisks glorifying death;
to the place where the seraphim of old long to steal your breath
only to resurrect you again,
because they adore your shell-shocked epiphany.
The twinkle of wisteria eyes that say star-struck goodbyes to...

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In the stray lavender of twilight
as cactis' spindled obelisks
brush spreading lapis sky
a honeyed sun 
holds tight
to desert crags
for a last glimpse
of fulgid sage
and adobe rainbow dwellings 
sprawled in the valley.
I await the candle moon's 
flickering smile
shining in gully water
and darts of starlight
glowing in my arid...

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In golden chains of bondage, was the royal queen
Brought forth, force to kneel, before the newly crowned
Pharaoh of Egypt!
Branded a heretic, a blasphemer of the Gods, a traitor to
Her people, unworthy to wear the serpents double crown,
Of upper and lower Egypt!
In silence, this once proud...

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Long before Babylonians, Assyrians, Persians and Greeks, 
Before Hammurabi, Sargon and Ramses ruled 
The world below their feet;
Before biblical scenes and mythological dreams 
Of magical carpet rides,
I knew you back then 
Where sea breezes begin
And history was a gleam in your eye...  
Alexandria, Alexandria,...

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The Totem      ©

The totem speaks of the tribe’s history, lore, 
deeds of courage
Animals, fish and gods
 carved in reverence,
from a fallen tree hundreds of years old,
living wood, with a face, a fish,
a bear, a bird marching down it’s trunk,
a seemingly...

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I'm a simple guy,
I like video games, music and succeeding without trying,
So when a man comes up to me and tell me he can save my life,
Who am I to turn down a free book from a generous passerby,
Strange how after hundreds of Reddit articles...

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Forgive them Father for their souls unclean
Hardened hearts that demonically demean
Camouflaged cathedrals a silent smokescreen
The towers of Babylon crumble as foreseen

Inauspicious idols obelisks of the obscene
Magniloquent mirages of man's made machine
Feeding feculent fires with gorging gasoline
Pampered populous with a Vatican vaccine

Malodorous men with a nervous...

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... long ago
in the timeless now,
we traveled, when
came a shaman
giggling in the glee of bringing us chest-to-chest,
his eyes mirroring our
lustful wonder of nipple-kisses
in burnished darkness, a dawn
flooding our mouths in feverish melding, and
the wind opening, ravishing us to
find our roots in olive groves between the...

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I weave rhapsodies   |  words dance before you
     Enshrining words on paper  |  obelisks of enlightenment
       Heartbeats quicken pulse  |  hark metered rhythm
   As i map stars with my quill  | ...

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Legend Of The Black Dove  
                              (Part 4) "The Imposter"

When the dust had settled in...

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In Gettysburg, the soldiers fell
In shock, in pain, in death,
As thousands from the North and South
Cried out with their last breath.

Their bodies lay in bloody fields,
A vista grim and stark;
Today, those hills have been restored
Into a hallowed park.

With monuments and obelisks 
Commemorating all
Who fought and...

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I have seen the formation
Of ancient lands
I have seen the creation
Of ancient hands

Pyramids
That soar to the sky
Here amid
Temples majestic and high

I have seen
Wonderful things
Tombs and scenes
Of ancient kings

I have seen huge blocks of stone
Cut by hand of flesh and bone
Fit in place for reasons known
To...

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Menu A or Menu B ? oh dear! quite a dilemma really. ha

Tadpoles induced symphonies in a bowl of custard cued. But cued is neither curd nor carved caverns catering cafés. Cafés cage craterous carefully created considerate cream crêpes and deepest are the deepest diamond...

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An indissoluble overcast
hazes stark starless skies,
submerging neuortic Atlanta's
shapely, contrasting shadows.

Peering through magnetic stratus
neon flashes a stuttered stammering staccato.
Silent voices scream out 
from their calico maze.

Treacherous felines prowl roof tops,
searching with iridescent eyes
for unway soaring eagles
jetting through the cloudy sky

Nesting clouds reflect
patchy haloed night beams,
outlining vague...

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