Best Prophetically Poems

Something strange

and unexplainable comes this way,
this way, it comes to us sly and fast, 
some say, perhaps, 
it has already arrived, 
it walks unseen, in the midst of all, of us 

we go about our daily business, 
as if all our tomorrows are far away...

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If I were a bird love would be my wings
My flock would be of hip hop
Allow me to cruise sky blue white streams
Without fear of flying treetops
And oh the blackbird songs I prophetically sing

Would I sing just as lovers do
Mating season is never in winter...

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Breakfasting with champions
Sound nutrition for a growing girl
Delicious, too.
Damn near perfection.

Cat in my cradle
sharp claws and foreboding meows
prophetically scratching out neural canals
filled with songs of the way it goes.

‘Charm’s a scheme’ – opus in D Major
‘Maturity a bitter disappointment’ – e minor fugue
and ‘The purpose...

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With women the heart argues, not the mind.
MATTHEW ARNOLD, Merope

1. The stand of old growth Melalucas,  graces the lowlands of our farm.
For over fifty years,  accumulations of leaves have formed small soft islands.

“With selective clearing,” my husband says, "larger areas of grassland will...

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United Nations, United Nations
What an oxymoron!
What an oxymoron!!

The platitude goes-
‘United we stand’
In the UN,
How erect we stand!
How erect we stand!!
We are *****erectus
Aren’t we?

This genocide-friendly unity of nations
With extra-care tending
The weeded garden of poison-trees.
When Hutus and Tutsies blood-bathe
The UN closely observes the situation,
When Israel unchilds,...

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The littlest Prince lived and died in the Vault

He began his music career early-on learning every aspect of the music 
The littlest Prince had received his first lessons from his father who had his own band

The littlest Prince father was not a king but also...

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Dear National Science Foundation--Economics Department:

So,
here's what I want to learn,
or research,
if you will.

Why do we have a Financial Sector,
Business and Industry Sector,
Religious Sector,
Education Sector,
Health Care Sector, 
Food and Nutrition Sector,
Services Industry Sector,
and a Political Sector,
an Economic Sector,
Science and Technology Sector,
Design Sector,
and then we have this...

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Lyricist phenomenally prophetically poeticizing
rIghteous writing sung into my spirit
so Zealous zeal again connected the acrostic dots and filled
my rAising praising pen toward her 

she's Gorgeous and gifted 
real tAlented too
she's buRst a boombastic bloombloosoming acrostic poetic blood vessel in my brain
poeticiZing prophetically phenomenally shooting the...

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I heard two distinct voices in the night,
Conversing amongst themselves most eagerly
They whispered like children in excitement
Their sardonic mouths sung many savvy tunes
It was Death I could perceive, defending me,
And he, a strange, distant friend
Seemed lost there, 
In suspense and confidence  

“It is endearing,...

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It had been a hellish week.

On Monday
my lonely and tired AfricanAmerican husband
told me, as gently as possible,
that what I had hoped was a temporary separation
is to be extended into perpetuity.

This separation had been scheduled to terminate
when my Fetal Alcohol daughter turns eighteen
and can move into...

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It all started when Mr. Pie was a little bugger,
Just a wisp of fluff in the palm of your hand.
"Oh, isn't mama's little man the most handsomest EVER?!"
Not a day has gone by when he has argued that point!
"Be careful with all that encouragement" I...

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Paul Tillich wrote 
"nationalism hates and must always hate Judaism and prophetic Christianity."

When he spoke of nationalistic patriotism
he was thinking of fascism,
as the logical conclusion
of those more loyal to a specific supremacist space and time
than faithful to our more inclusively holonic creolization history
of a bicamerally...

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SOYLENT FUTURE

Always left to pick up your pieces
HAIR AS FIRE
Words fly like lead
Stares sharper than switchblades
And when did you end up dead?
Where did I lose you? When did I become a liar?
Laying in screaming
Grass blades
Blood drains but oxygen increases
And the opposite of death happens instead
A...

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"The Precipice"



In the Autumn 
she wore a wedding veil
A cold winter would lift it
Kiss her lips passionately to 
speak words of 
LOVE
on a 
late roll call

“Well, that’s insanity for you” 
some snakes would hiss
others rapture-faced
on bent knees
plastered her walls 
with their 
revelation graffiti

bible passages
from well...

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Some time
before the biped thought
of history, he carved out image
of himself, and in the murky dawn
of consciousness, began to look around
to see just how he fit, and how it was
that he had come to be; he wiped the drool
from off his chin and then exclaimed...

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