Best Skinned Poems

In our Asian-cum-Eastern land
No one prefers or admires
the dark-skinned or tanned

Gosh, as if the fair-skinned alone
belonged to the so-called fairer sex
And here, 'black is beauty' a phrase unheard
All falling for the light skinned almost in reflex! 

Bachelors on the hunt for a non-fictional Asian 'Snow-white'
Even...

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Oh to crispy skinned Cossages
those tasty morsels of the mind
may imagining their delicate flavours
help your busy days unwind
		do they taste like asparagus
		or is it peach
		do they smell like running socks
		or is it leech

To crispy skinned Cossages
those rocket ships of the mind
that can fly you away...

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It's minor keys that resonate, I'll stay up late and wait
then in between the silence I'll hear the sound
of steel and cedar, the slow rebound
wrapping around my reflective heart
and so it comes,this slow release
brings me peace in dead skinned fingers.
It's me who lingers unanswered and...

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a small child
crouches
quiet
eyes taken
curious sight
brow creases
in question
 
it a new thing
these pink shapes
on earthy brown
face
fingers
backs of hands
throat
breasts
half covered
the same
familiar
patterned dress

she child
soft traces
them
on toes
tops of feet
calves
where flame's flowers
seared skin
pink thin

knees 
knelt down 
in plea
in prayer
kept brown

strange
new tattoos
alien
yet not unearthly

she
small
prods
lashless lids
pats
proud cheekbones
insistent
bows her head
dark hair 
falls forward
silk...

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Dark Skinned Lady. the ever poised legendary beauty, granary of compassion & culture whose stunning reign sparkles the night.

Dark Skinned Lady. comandress of matriotic forces, the earthquake that shakes the pillars of racism & sexism the stream that feeds liberating consciousness

Dark skinned lady. epicenter of...

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Six simpering thick-skinned shifty spinster sisters stiffly sit
Stitching sticky skid-marked scivvies of sixty sick stingy sailors.
Six sick from stitching scivvies of sixty sick scrimping sailors
Stickle over nickels; those insistent six thick-skinned spinster tailors!


For Joe Sandler's Tongue Twister Challenge Poetry Contest...

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“Thick Skinned – What it Feels Like for a Girl”



When you speak 
it’s as if stars cascade
out of your mouth 
galaxies you produce
musical incantations 
that I listen religiously to 

I watch your lips 
form glistening cupids’ bows

they spread wide open 
like the subtle legs 
of...

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What happens to all the brown-skinned girls?
Sitting on the stoop waiting for the ice cream man to come
20 plats in their hair
Turning the double dutch rope
Sitting in the middle of the classroom

You know, that one girl . . . what’s her name?
ponytails neither pony nor...

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The tall girl with skinned knees    hair of straw
Shirley ‘the hag’

Her voice cracks when she talks
Skinny    torn knees knock when she walks

She will flavor all Shirleys to come
Her face above    left    or right...

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My black Skinned knees 
I woke up to this misty gloomy morning 
with a scene setting unobtainable dream
a dream of impregnable God given justice
shared in a impartial world  
never are my emotional 
scrapes and scratches neutral 
but are occupied upon this scorched earth 
have...

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He grasped my fingers and I took a breath,

I counted to five and allowed my palms to sweat...

I stood, Converse clad feet turned inwards towards my opposite knees and thought about the
irony of plaid, I looked to rabbit ear shoelaces with tugs in the bows,...

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Not everyone see it
Not everyone wants it

Dark skinned
Born with it
Bleach it

Looking in the mirror and sees no beauty
Look at her friend
And see her end

Won't be seen as pretty
What a pity
She cries cause she's dark
Her skin so african
So brown
So fair

She is a dark skinned girl
Her beauty...

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prejudice,

mental jaundice,

distorting personal perspectives,

corroding humanity's noble objectives,

bigotry!...

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Always later than I'd like, richness in their cells when ripe
Backberry with Apple pie delight, once to taste is not my style
I've also found them there, at times and whiles, and tasted also before 
I'm home.' and now I've opened up the tome, the one...

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I'm black but I could never be a dark skinned girl
My skin is light
This they associate with different stereotypes
I've never been dark
So I don't know how their perceived
But what I see is that they are latching on
to our sexy men and taking them 
This isn't...

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