Dance Conflict Poems

I watch the days roll by and my vision explodes in the sky, morning and noon is merging in one and my energy is spilling...

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The devil dances in your eyes
Whispering sweet nothings and lies
It's only a shame your gaze
Can no longer see past the malaise
That corrupts your brain
And fills...

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In chambers filled with laughter, light, and carefree sound,
A discordant echo hangs, heavy and unbound.
A specter in the corner, draped in deep shadows,
A chilling truth...

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"Come," whispers a friend, with a grin sly and svelte,
"To the realm where the grandest of marbles do melt.
Take this ticket, no charge, it's a...

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In the labyrinth of the mind, shadows dance and whispers weave,
Where thoughts like twisted vines, entangle and deceive.
A battlefield of neurons, firing in a orchestrated...

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The Mind's Labyrinth

In the quiet chambers of thought,
Where neurons weave their intricate dance,
Lies the mind—a labyrinth of wonder,
A cosmic tapestry spun by chance.

I. Echoes of...

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The Naked brazen placid blue
Meets its foe the dark forbidding nemeses
Who unleashes his growing anger and fury
Obliterating and defeating his enemy
Proclaims a victory and unrolls...

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I feel riddled with sickness,
plagued by all infirmity.
Like a fiddle playing a -
score of sombre tunes.

(Kouta form - Japanese quatrain, 7,7,7,5)



03.20.2024...

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What is a "gloatsmere"
one would ask as we thought
she created the term.
But she described it as fudgelling and
Positioning oneself to be seen as more
available.
We asked...

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S/he is troubled
about how to dance more green
in this overwhelming Anthropocene

And has grown to love 
an outside starlit image
of Universal Red SageGod 
resiliently dancing under...

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Is it me? Is it you?
Is there nothing we can do?
But grasp... both sword and bow
To the valley death below.

And in revenge... make bittersweet
The cost...

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	We can fight, we can dance.
	We can have a night of romance.

You name the song, I’ll sing along.
You know we belong, just give me a...

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I have a slavery folktale of my own
I am Mae Rock, and I was once a slave
Always taught being black you must behave
How did I...

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In sun-scorched dunes, beside a weathered sentinel, 
a glint ensnared his weary gaze.
A tarnished lamp / grazed / its secrets unknown / 
a genie unbound,...

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Time and tide again waits for no man
tempest-tossed upon life’s billow
The hull or the dinghy
Serves as a fortress
Though steady on its keel
Knocked his wits and...

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