Choired Poems - Poems about Choired

...i'm whiskey beats outta country jazz, too classic old's city in LA high damn runnin up you like water all most hiding skin and overatures lest i grieve through absurd trist's with confi, d......

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...I know I should apologise but I ponder at my fault I truly thought that every cat had abilities to vault Most other times he ran away when I backed out of the drive I mean it's only natural a cat'......

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...Communications among organic creations of sacred EarthMother are overwhelmingly rooted in nonverbal nonviolent communion Complex evidence of things within relationships of feeling and touch,......

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...Within the frame a sepia scene a dusty porch a rickety chair the fabric of your dusky face creased with ceaseless sunbaked woes your old pair of getaway feet gives a different walk of life......

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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 perpet......

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...God Bless You Before me lay the Dust of us all Treated by us all as an orphaned babe The sun scalded my tan You, you gathered under layers of clothes - the difference and similarity of us both......

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...From buckwheat bloom to goldcup flower, From my sill of shade, to your wealthy dower, The junctures, the times, we came upon together. Now these goldcups, finally had color. Transpiring your ......

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...I love my solitary matins, morning excursions and incursions toward simply divine places, reading to hear voices from my past inside prophetic choices occupy BeLoved Community futures. In th......

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...Each day mother opens her cupped hands to sun's benediction, Opens her spaces too, to the multi-choired rhythm of life and the wings Of the world touches her like whispers of leaves On dew-bathed ......

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...I try to be a poet, turning everything I feel into the magic dusted fairy phrases that I steal from scattered, peeling pages of a strybook within the cluttered combination of my unforgotten sins. ......

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...Lusty two hearts in the crimsoning tranquil eve The lulling gentle breeze coupled their juicy lips. Playing with their tongues that sweetened the taste Was blitzed deeply untill they imbibed their......

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...I reason out the drip-dried lakes in the modifying clime When I flowed the dawning dew in the praising sky, I promised to sojourn the supernal time When I choired with the migrating birds in the autu......

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...Like an angel from paradise you came In my dream - I believed that to be true, Like a princess you graced up on me The realism was out of true. I walked to you like my destiny famed With your shado......

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...The equanimity of the day reached beyond my solitary realm, As if the tune of demise fathomed the doleful heart of mine; Escaped from the autistic aftermath blamed by mordacious charm, Healed beyo......

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...A fresh aroma of the winter roses bore upon The break of the day light, the first ray hold upon By the droplets beaded over the floral leaf Mulled over by the sight so mimetic The life glazed ove......

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