Best Powder Poems

Black Powder Dreams

Vast o’ the seas carry forth desperations 
Lives cast aside in the faces of war
Rotted wood planks, salted skin aspirations
Wind tattered sails bound of endless explore

Black powder dreams aft the end quarter season
Cannons at wait, closer still to the bow
Manned by the weak,...

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the injustice of
the powder blue box
standing proudly
on the corner of
fifty-seventh and fifth

A symbol of division
extending the partition
between wealth and
everyone else

back around the way
the old shabby
half shingled house

was home to the
second hand charlie brown
size thirteen shoes

worn by
the size thirteen girl

sitting on the second
stair stoop

when she was...

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Once upon a time... a child celebrated
Colorful lights of Crackers...
Fluorescence of Fireworks.
The black powder bonfires in sky 
Illuminated  his darkness ..
Sprinkling showers of acoustic pops.

And then...
Demons ignited black powder to enslave his mind.

His cranium was detonated with guns and bullets.
Blitz of Bombs ticked his...

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Likened to a beast of burden
I groan with back breaking strain
weary laden and fraught with pain
working mightily in vain
under this black powder rain.

‘Tween strife, sweat and stain
I pour out my waning strength
time drags on for hours at length
while black powder keeps a'raining
down on me.
 
For...

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A powder puff moon
hangs in a languid sky
gathers stardust from the milky way
and airbrushes the faces of passing angels...

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The noose is a nightmare for any seafaring man
Especially those who thrive the best they can

Danger lurks on the waves like a mugger in the shadows
The only concern is the prize and the gallows

For the young pressed into service have two labors
Cabin boy or powder...

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Pieces of heat scatter and scorch
Over the orange rusted sky
Wildfire season has arrived
Dense and thick, stern charcoal
Eyes capture and deny
Relief's cool rain, as tongues of flames

Kindles tender clovers red
Eating clean the succulent
Green laced gentle ground.

7/14/21

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damp powder puff drips
cool in the heat of summer..
fog rolls quietly fast ...

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Swarm robots sing                                         your dreams...

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I’m broke ‘n’ don’t think I like it too much.
Last night’s cab ride.  No one turns the wheel now.
I stare through cathedrals whose glass I can’t touch.
I want to go home but I can’t see how.
Snow blind.  A slow rolling conveyor belt.
Fresh plumes...

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a pale blue heaven
sets the high temperature
in balmy tropic 














6-10-2016...

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Sometimes I enjoy to eat fish
I even enjoy to eat powder as a side dish
At night I have to go find some in the trash
I usually end up finding some hash
I smoke it of course because i didn't want it to go to waste
It had...

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I consider it ...
with indifference, at first ...
the black charcoal powder coating the sole of my boot ...
I slap at it casually and watch it drift off, spinning ...

Then it hits me ... my breath, gone ...
that drifting ash and soot -
the seemingly meaningless particles...

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Neck a smooth, cylindrical mold
As sheathe with fibers carefully rolled
Pale, satin sheen artfully scrolled
Grace on soft, silky strands doled
In light, silted hologram to behold
Calamus breathes through each fold
Herbal essence from tight pores cajoled

Swabbed cheeks cloud high cheek bone
Naturally brushed with light coppertone
Puffy mounds rise from...

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For My Sweet Grannie, Alice Ernest Clay, 1900 - 1997

My sweet, Grannie, tonight I embrace space
seeking your dear, fresh powder presence

gentle words of love’s selfless attention
turned to silence way too soon ...
in my heart we still share love 

Grannie, you were the softest light in...

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