Best Sickles Poems

We loved the lollipops, cracker jacks, and Holloway candy sticks.                          We adored the chocolate-coated ice cream bars and the tootsie...

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Listen to the trees…
how dark their voices in the moonless night--
unnerving shades that only today were bright, green, sunny things;
and now their quivering leaves, remind me more
of scarecrow sleeves,
nearby not a bird would light
unless he were a terrible sight.
Listen to the wind…
storm voice near the...

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May we be saluted as we stand brave and tall. 
For we do not smile into the face of danger, though we brace ready for the brawl.

What is that, that that I see, it's the 
Dark Angel glaring down upon me.

Hold still my courage tightly...

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The Tear Collector


Tears they fall, sometimes bless-ed
In their burning
Watered reminders of a hearts capacity
To connect emotions
Soft welling they sting
And find their language of wet lashes
Run their courses
As ancient rivers carve their way
Through stone barriers 

Tears collected vanish in vanquished aches
Evaporate to silence
Leaving their mark, their...

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Written: November 27, 2024, For Contest Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
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Whimsical whispers of wind 
are my wondrous wicket  
restive and ready, a...

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You walked those savage streets
Without a clue
Without a care
You could not see the dangers or sense that death was everywhere
Predators and prowlers...they all look for parts to play
They saw you as a playground
Your heart and soul would soon to pay
Big wide smiles they turned to...

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THE SNOW FLAKE

What happens to angels tears, as they fall from the
Heaven above, into diamonds of ice so are they
Transformed, turning, spinning in the atmosphere.
Until unique unto themselves, white pieces of 
Frozen lace, perfections icy miracle, descending
From the blue hewed skies of Nirvana.
Covering the last...

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A northeaster snow storm is rampaging air
A roughshod young warrior, launching ice as a spear 
Without any warning, he comes from nowhere
bending trees into sickles, while he conquers with fear

Plowing up roads with a gust and a till
Burying leaves along the gutters and streets
Furrowing rows...

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I have never thought of death.
Well, that's not true. Everyone
does at a time. A peopled perishing
 
if you will. We constitute it
with sickles or in a carriage
or call him soft names. Man
 
versus death; man conquers
this nothing by attaching arms,
ears, heart so it may feel...

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In the dream my nightmare strikes,
With human faces like zombies,
Hairy and teeth like vampires,  
Deep in the jungle beneath the caves.
I tried to run but my feet were stuck,
Something holding them down,
The scream wouldn’t come out,	
And fear took the best of me.


In the midst...

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behold now everything on this earth;
    the fields with abundance of grain,
    palm-grove harvests rich and fruitful,
    the forests that separate kingdoms and the fires that scorch them;
    the brickwork of ancestries and...

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Two wheeled commuters with heads booted with helmets, dotted the highway;
The four wheeled rich hooted at pedestrians daring to cross their path,
While rental three wheelers heated them all, filling even places like foot path; 
Traffic winked red, green, and yellow to jam, trim, and brim...

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More than a vacation, a vocation
In the field of tranquility you
Search the Caribbean blue
Sensation or mental refuge

White sandy beaches wet
Peaches in drinks collect
Making the experience perfectly
Sweet, worthy as a bodily

Treat. Club nights, escapes
In lantern light vases
Erases memories of work
And the Jerk in Apartment

24B. you are...

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frosty spears hang low
satin shield shrouds barren tree 
enfilading beams 

(ice sickles)...

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This
This is
This is a
This is a call.
This is a call to
This is a call to prayer.
God
God is
God is one
God is one God.

And a song goes out
And a song goes out
And a song goes out in the morning.
And the crier’s cry
and the crier’s cry
and the crier’s...

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