Metaphor Brother Poems

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Walking across the grass, tall, unopposed, well dressed as always.

I say to my brother, must we talk?
He nods.
I hug and kiss his cheek.
He appears a...

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Future Dreams

The hot water in the teapot
is boiling and the kettle whistling loudly. 
It seems to have gotten hot, very quickly, 
as if time was...

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Arab and Jewish Conflict
bloody the jordan river,
Jesus does not approve
  Allah does not support!...

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For My Sister and Brother  Poets

Mornings, again refreshed, I wield up a 
sledgehammer to strike the stone walls of 

the confinement of my assigned...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Memories of those nights at Ekpoma
Cling on to my dreams like bees to raffia palm
Seeking for food to be produced

The Muse said we left many...

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I am the Zombie
The Monster is my master
He’s the creator
	
The Zombie I am
Numbed-out, Psycho-extremer
Daemon demeanor

The Zombie I be
Doppelganger controls me
My animator

I be the Zombie
I can...

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Cockleburs

Small green weeds, 
with little seed pots, 
that stick to your socks. 

They travel with you, 
to the next place, 
that God wants them to...

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The Fever Spreads

I am slipping. 
Not slowly but faster than expected. 
I wanted it to go better. 
I made a plan and have a goal....

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Nothing Has Embraced Me With All Its Might
Its Grip Is Firm & My Hope Diminished
I Have Searched & Searched For An Ending
Night & Day Day...

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Soft Songs

The fountain water plays, 
a quiet sound, 
an instrument completing
the orchestra...
downstairs. 

The Christmas Ball, 
the sheer joy of elegance. 
ladies dressed in finery, 
men...

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What Party Are You?

Huh?
Does it matter?
Who I voted for? 
I am alive, 
so it was legal. 
I have not been dead, 
for thirty years. 
Surely...

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Mush-mellows and Cream

Sweet cream and butter, 
sugar, milk and eggs, 
the treat to eat, 
and no one knows, 
the secret. 

“Mush” is a funny plant,...

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If Money Grew 

I would plant a garden. 
I would make every row, 
straight. 
They would be perfect, 
as hard work, 
produces the best crops....

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