Rain Culture Poems

Sabali

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The Solomonic thoughts of revolutionary minds strike like lightning in the rain, and prophetic missives pour from my spirit like Yah‘s word hit a...

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Black Cloud 
The sky frames this backdrop 
Footsteps - always moving - but never in the right direction 
Bang Bang 
What is that?! 
Stay Away!...

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I sit here pondering the next move as I watch the hour slowly slips away, and chance standing in the horizon muse steadfast at me....

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I: cherry blossoms 
wither in morning sun 
whither life is bound

II: rain washed
worn steps to temple
tight-fitting sandals

III: passersby drop coins
in dented singing bowl
gnarled fingers

IV: anamnesis...

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I shall mould thee
Saidth the board
To be adorned
Forever and ever
Red pigment
Which with
Cement looks like
Clay
I shall mould thee
That ye shall stand
Forever
Throughout eternity
Forever and a day

Georgia an...

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I shall mould thee
Saidth the board
To be adorned
Forever and ever
Red pigment
Which with
Cement looks like
Clay
I shall mould thee
That ye shall stand
Forever
Throughout eternity
Forever and a day

Georgia an...

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There are times when I walk down the block
I ask myself: why don’t I just walk into the woods
To live a little bit more
When I...

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an unexpected rain when the sun shines. 

the king says ," the royal leopard has given birth to cubs." 

many folks who believe that culture...

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You can always hear the jangling sound,
Of the organ grinder as he makes his way around.

He's out there in the rain or sun,
And everyone looks...

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DREAMING LAND
By
Kyile Jacquin Carter

Salt rice pot dog cat logs
Hope scotch rum, apples wheat drum
Bees sticky sweet, flowers smell nice allergies
Eggs beans protein, hens lay chickens
Toast...

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Water the spirit of life.  Rain
Washing, it drowns.  And floods
The ground. Bemoan the dead.
Looks like leather seats. This
Luxury luckily Looming. Jet Black
 black...

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The Age of Man

We carried on
The age of man
Till moon of tin bore
An electric sun

And all machines 
Shone bright and clean
Keeping silent
But wanting more

Till the...

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A goat without blemish
And creepers and verming
Are inserted in its mouth
Then all it's orifices are bound
The ancients sewed them up
And it driven to the wilderness
To...

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I can still hear that voice speaking as if someone was dreaming, it is the voice that you hear when someone is trapped between mid-night...

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In my dream, appears a mysterious land from far away...                       
of the vermilion sky at...

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