Best Sooted Poems

When I was young the broom sage grew so tall
It towered over me, fuzzy tickling
Right there in front of momma harvesting
Harvesting just enough sage for a broom

Broom sage to sweep the hearth clean of debris
A hearth white washed with Georgia kaolin 
Nothing to cover the...

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catalyse of chalk
 circles sooted box, reveals
  the vortex inside
   stakes open her eyes
     pries into her private life

      draws blood with madness
       insists a deep cut...

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...and with a sip, the saddened lass
drained the half full, half empty glass.
As scorched sorrow burned her brain,
she drained the dregs that did remain.
There in the bottom, saw her world,
amid the amber, liquid swirls.

The gypsy reached out an ancient hand,
oil light danced off gold bands.
She...

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Deep within, settle our diamonds of hate;
Descending, slowly through our mind, heart and soul.
Hurts refined and ignored, forgotten in fate;
At first nothing but, a burning lump of coal.

The black-sooted singed wound, is hidden within;
We put on a smile and voice, 'nothing is wrong.'
The battle of...

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The crowd is drawn like magnets 
Drawing flecks of finely splintered steel. 
They stand and stare 
At smoke-choked, charred remains- 
Magnificent Medea. 

Her ashes slowly blow like dust 
Upon Atlantic breezes 
Rushing over achromatic beaches 
Soon to rest on Adirondac majesty. 

Death is silent still...

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Scents of burnt embers flowing over my windowsills
Charred are the palm tree fronds that
once fanned the breeze 
Seized are the pods, timbers     
Torches sparking  shrills

Behold the ashes drifting 
as they fall from my smoke-sooted skies
O but in b 'tween choking...

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the headiness of now
swirl of keystroke and ideal
new pages
new thoughts
flying on ether
buoyed by excited neutrons
flared by the plasma
of a thousand faceless pens
type it
spill it
splash it on out with a careless eye
falling slow on burning diodes
bundled up
like a mind's autumn harvest
fed to a soul's hearth
dripping with...

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Just as we are, we were made to be
Straight ties, ironed shirt and no sense of 
identity.
Who are they, they asked
Are they sooted white or just black as 
snow.
They talk as would an aristocrat but yet 
that hair betrays them.

Pitted deep in their heart was...

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I knew in the light
that shone on your lovely head,
that awoke the jewels in your eyes,
and the diamonds in your smile,

that it would never leave...
Not once more would I ever breathe
an air as sweet as that you've breathed
once upon a moon-kissed college breeze.

Oh, if only...

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After so many at the World Trade Center died
And after the carnage in the Bronx every night
Coming over this trail of blood like tears
Where that angry disenfranchised foot, booted
Start the course of searing pain down the inner thighs
The fetus left in tumult on the floor,...

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Poker Sketch “The Brotherhood of Eternal Love” 

What did we contemplate; 
while at the fire-front, sooted:
Hot faced, In three D:
In those long minutes, of pleasant ;
extended hours of misguided endless,
diluted from an unseen  “two named” hourglass !
Dripping; its sandy content.

It the darkness ; crept,...

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We bite the dust every morning,
spitting gray powder, like desperados.
Firebirds nosedive in forewarning, 
perverting the trees into hell’s tornadoes.

We taste sooted smog on our tacky tongues,
dragging all our shadows of remorse.
Finding no habitat for our wheezing lungs,
we long for the rain’s fecund watercourse. 

We find...

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Until now, the skies were only blue or gray.
But today, wrathful Cacus set the sky ablaze.
Today, the spectral smoke choked ochre sky mirrors  
exploding wildfires unleashed below.

Today the tarnished jaundice sky measures
the crumbling Constitutional edifices,
the raging roving injustice burning
everywhere across the land.

Today as thousands...

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Dear Diary
It's the 13th June today
It should be a Friday
An unprecedented day
Dark as my mood

You see diary dear 
Today she asked me
What's your greatest fear?
For awhile I sat quiet
Debating if she deserved a reply
 
Deep in the recess
In the abyss of my mind
I could feel...

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Focus me to the horizon
Let the clouds slip into my nostrils
Let me inhale the deep pools of carbon life

I start to loll
As I forget what watches are
The strange figure in the dark sooted suit walking on the brook
I sit in my chair in my room...

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