Keith Poems - Poems about Keith

"I was crowned with a spike right through my head." That's what Keith and Mick once said. I haven't heard one of their songs in a while, but when I do, I just have to smile....Read the rest...

The voice of death tho a whisper still If exercised is loud and shrill A couple of coins & sign the line May just buy you a little time Library’s filled with ancient tomes A lot of stories of the...Read the rest...

My favorite poem of the late, great Keith Bickerstaffe, Petal. ************************************************ Petal Pink and perfect mystery to which I ply my finger, she ripens so exquisitely the longer that I linger and fluff the modest blossom with my gentle loving...Read the rest...

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Sometimes we look at the spread of the open sky in deep awe and wonder At times even daring to claim the sky, like caged birds, we weep and tweet. We look at the ocean, the screaming...Read the rest...

Africa is raped. The continent of life is pumped dry, and the colonizer won’t stop, ’till he is stopped. And blocked. We pay colonial tax for the baskets we have weaved. Our own weaved baskets. We...Read the rest...

My son Brian is a special fellow, with just his smile he can turn my darkest days brighter than the brightest yellow. He sees the good in everyone and will make you feel love down deep...Read the rest...

An Angel, Fairy or Nymph Now In Human Form Collaboration with Keith O.J. Hunt An Angel, Fairy Or Nymph Now In Human Form Her exhilarating breath so quickened my heart, her poise, I stood transfixed in overwhelming awe. Gasping...Read the rest...

They met on a Monday She said her hair was a mess. Or was it a Tuesday? She had just come from the gym. It was the ice cream section On aisle number 5. Oh wait, it was aisle 3. I remember...Read the rest...

RIP Police Constable Keith Palmer 2017. By Stanley Russell Harris The new mad author Who shall we bury today? Who has been taken away? Not me yet I’m pleased to say. So I can write these words today! As we mourn loved...Read the rest...

So farewell Keith Vaz, we don’t really mind Whether you steered from the front or behind But the coke was a bit of an epic fail What’s that, you’re snorting, I didn’t inhale? So hello Keith Vaz, you’re still...Read the rest...

Kindly Evolving Into True Happiness Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet...Read the rest...

Kindly Evolving Into True Happiness Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Brown Philosopher...Read the rest...

Hello my name is Keith Edward Baucum. I am a black male who was born on the day of July 10, 1982. I'm the youngest out of my mother's seven children. I am from Laurinburg North Carolina. ...Read the rest...

Cradle my body, Deeply into you, tear me, limb-frm-limb, Can't deny your pulsing vibes, 380* spins my prime, moving mountains, amongst, early dawns, sunlight quake, where we lost all self-control, dangerously, Keith Sweats, song, fornicating,...Read the rest...