Metaphor History Poems

I stand with a treasure map,
no X to mark the spot.
A scattering of clues,
roadmaps of endless dots.

Your name is on an envelope,
surely that’s proof enough?
But...

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Biographies of different kinds,
Orwell with Atwood, intertwined,
Old books, new books, a thousand rhymes,
Keeping their words, holding those lines,
Singing caged birds, sit whistling chimes,
Histories, mysteries, marking...

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SPHINX STONE 

I am Sphinx Stone
Sun stationed statue
silent sculptured synoptic 
not marble or granite 
nor black tourmaline or
crystal sapphire quartz
vortex for Void actualising 
sacred amber...

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	IN THE NIGHTS OF TIME. By: Godwill Larry. December 23, 2023.

	People dance in life, unrestricted by a single melody; 
a tapestry woven with threads of...

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what, I wonder, did you unlock
winter songs of summer birds
in a dingy cell with clawed-at walls
in drawing rooms where princes died
and all the soldiers marching...

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The singers sing of me,
Of my trials and my triumphs,
Of the battles I have faced,
And the victories I have won.

They sing of my journey,
Of the...

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At last,
Education stood to teach.

Acres of agonizing memory.
Hectares of Hecate,
Tripling in advance of nonsense.

Peering round and round in vertical cylinders.

Spun web-less in a lore of...

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In the heart of vibrant Africa, where democracy should reign,
Two shadows lurk, two specters haunt, two faces of the same pain.
One a soldier, gun in...

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In the orchestra of being, 
   life’s patterns emerge, 
Ancient voices resound, 
   as harmony weaves its surge. 
Music breathes life...

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All dinosaurs died
  mystery never solved
only footprints shown...

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Through this world
  I wandered around at random
  I was at the mouth of the volcano,
  I've been in the cold of...

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Oh, Africa , the roots of all the races,  
The truth is buried and lies shine all over.
Oh! Africa, strong old house filling young  women...

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Oh, my beloved toaster,
How you start my day with delight.
Your warm embrace, a comforting boast,
A breakfast staple in every right.

With your sleek design and metallic...

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My mind is laid bare its components 
& functions are under your razor's gaze

To compare…

My aged bones are yours to dig into…
My past, like my...

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OLD AND NEW 5 : REBIRTHING

Machines spit out White Papers
in the name of change
birch cringe on law laden desks
chairs swivel, bins overflow 
forests curdle to...

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