Girl City Poems

(inspired by ‘Dusty Rose Dreaming’ by poet vb)

We’re powdered city girls heading into a club,
bright orchids entering the hothouse
spreading fun with noblesse oblige,
qua somethings suited...

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YOU ARRIVED ON CUE I SUPPOSE RIGHT AFTER THE CHRISTMAS DAY ARSONS MURDERS PROCLAIMING MY LIFE WAS IN GRAVE DANGER WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT...

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Look look it’s crazy I’m the one they want to represent
Young black girl,I can probably be the president
I’m the voice of the youth,you heard my...

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I'm a cat and city girl now,
Enroute on transit doing a twirl.
...

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Black lives matter. Me too.
Not my president. Give peace a chance.
Luck runs out. I like immigrants. 
Power must be challenged by power. 

Equal and opposite...

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In such a spacious park in the city 
You could pick up to stay in places
Where will be far away from the corner
Where is filling...

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I rush every morning holding my coffee .
I board the bus , checking my phone 
I want no problems .
As mind prepares for hectic hours...

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Let me watch at that sea that
I've been haunted when I was fourteen.
      My teens, at the high school, a...

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Atlanta, Georgia
Is filled with some smart people
The parks offer peace
'Til someone is killed by guns
Sometimes~stabbing, girl and dog

Nearly every night or even in daylight someone...

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Was a small town girl,
With big city views.
Gained a reputation,
On the front page news.

Met a rich young man,
While serving hors d'oeuvres.
She noticed his smile,
He admired...

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*** At Age Seventeen ***

At 17, the wooden heels of my boots echoed
My audacious immaturity along my entire way 
    exploring
Manhattan’s south-end...

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ruckus on my porch 
perked my ears 
last night
at the wicked hour I
flicked on the light
to hear
thumping and
chairs rattling
but in my window--
--no body
wayfaring thief
or wandering...

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I stole an hour from work
Drove a few blocks from our downtown office
To a cemetery
And there
In my preferred shady spot to park

Where I typically meditate
With...

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When I stepped in here
I caught the unsymmetrical patterns on the wall,
The dark maroon contrasting curtains,
An open cupboard and 
A thick layer of dust on...

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it's a beautiful day
and i'm passing through this cursed place:
they are celebrating free lunch at crack land today!
on the dirty and horrible street,
zombies walk around...

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