Best Practices Poems

Please, May I Walk Into Your Paradise With You - A collaboration with  Susan Ashley
 
Please, may I walk into your paradise with you
with...

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Haiti, the home of voodoo practices
Seventeenth Century Spain cedes to France
Catholic Spaniards trembled when they saw
“Dead” men revived to wander in trances

A vile poison can...

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A whistling wheezing hamlet, whispering and emanating, tunes euphonic, 
In a remote isolated valley, far-flung from the abode of the temporal, 
Warbling quietly to whistle...

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Frightend children under the baobab
Of elders discourse playing
At the deep edge of rites
Of passages
With no Atlantic dream.

There is a beauty here
Before the other world began
Forgetting...

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Tell me, 
My dear friend, 
My beloved brother, 
My trusted ally,

Till when are we going to let 
The autocrats
The dictators
The despots, and 
The tyrants govern...

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Wonderful wonders woven within wild. 
Titillates theatrical tender thoughts
Consistently creation, contrives conservation concerns. 
Ecology evolves equations, entitling entities essence.
Empowering equality, enlarges existence.
Life lovingly leases Longevity.
Biodiversity...

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The Obeah Woman

Heavy musty air reeks with the Obeah Woman’s pungent perfume, 
sweat, burnt incense, bitter roots, and swirling black smoke,
dim light from a waning...

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Primose path leads to the slaughter of American
dream delete pause proficiency with internetty
webbegone after thoughts of yahoo googleyed 
interred intricacies that shed benign capsules of
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Strange this all falls on deaf ears 
a mockery of justice twist whichever way you wish 
people killed in a hospital act of terror yes...

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"The Crow Bar"

she said,
here I bury my dead,
you can hear them sleeping
somnulent forget-me-nots,
snoring blithely unaware,
in neat rows between 
the thick,
ink injected lines,
their soiled lives
ploughed and...

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Moment a desire arises 
we become joyous
Mind starts ruminating
We are hooked on to it

What began as a mere thought
Now controls our mind, actions
Mind thinks about...

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Please, may I walk into your paradise with you
with its streets of gold and bright skies of blue?
My darling, you are in my sorrow-filled sad...

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Multiple choices with one last try, amid this myriads maze

Someone very dear unto myself asked me the other day

"Is the sun shining where you are?"

So...

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Neither Tray or I take any guff from adults, especially adults in authority; it’s a result of having had the belt when you are young,...

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Is the Devil real? Who really rules the world?


Some say the Devil is just the evil inside each of us. If that is true then...

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