Kwansaba Poems | Kwansaba Examples

Doctor blinks, breath caught, face goes still. “Oh,” he says, voice sharp, split. Hands tremble near charts, numbers all wrong. Room spins quiet, cold like a grave. Chest tightens, heartbeat thuds, loud, slow. How long have I lived this broken? Sick laughs die. Fear lives in bone....

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Never really know what part of Sunday’s sermon my mind’s eye will lock hold What portion of the Holy Story will ignite passion as Pastor’s lucid homoly unfolds “I DARE YOU TO PRAISE HIM CHURCH!” and Good Lawd did that church explode and I sat at the red light -Exposed. Bill Marable 12-4-22 11:00 am...

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Being a disabled person since 1999 my last employment I suffer severe domestic trauma severe anxiety disorder PTSD a result of my wearing wires pregnant for the Fbi buying weapons and drugs from corruption going deep inside hostage situations while my young children sat with the Fbi supervisor Leroy Heimbach Milwaukee Fbi and Chicago federal...

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Sitting in my therapist office calmly she takes her pen lines it with my forehead between my eyes my eyes make movements back and forth following the pen back and forth a sort of pendulum on a clock back and forth I’m to imagine I’m on a train in a coach watching my traumatic events...

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We danced all night on Maxwell street singing the blues and eating chicago style hotdogs driving by Halsted my hair blew in the breeze as I winked at the Cermax river flowing of winter green this year the infamous green mile lounge can be seen in a distance glare after visiting Logan square headed straight...

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A reckoning, daring taunt bestowed my weariness, a covenant catering to the boundary, of self why I'd become more open to resolve, life's issues abundantly, as though life was simply, a passing fancy, cleverly orchestrated to be rehearsed, over and over again while I'd gravely, excepted a single faint hue, as a quaint challenge flowing as a...

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Family’s purpose respond consent concord harmony oneness Licenses aptitude ability qualify oneness harmony Collect travail attempt struggle respond oneness Ujamaa’s service product consume society produce various Impetus intents apropos purpose fitting resolve mission Fertile inspire imagine product qualify oneness harmony Believe loyalty ability fitting resolve mission oneness 11/22/2023 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023© ...

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Your arm is Soft like sponge pillow, Heavy is the head that rests on; Soft but strong, made me embrace loner. Serene voice is all you got, deary! Your oxygen the fairy has breathe,gem! This being none have seen; pretty shorty. How I wish this was not...pseudo....

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The poems I never wrote are all here on my page on this site I mean it I plagiarised every one of them from some wannabe poet that got expelled back in pre school I’ve an excellent memory and am a recalcitrant liar But now I’m coming clean No time for homework I just wanted to play...

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Tackled by a stutter murmur of Deus. The praying ended and packed as threats. Err, umm, uhh, were cliched by vomits. Grasped all the needs and rusty flirts. Prune back Sheoak! The cutest green pine. Pity Sheoak no more green crown again. Where are Quechua and Sherpa? They go....

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I see a girl in the mirror A thing of beauty unseen by all She weaves poetry, and cooks sublime notions Paints the sky green, the land blue Twirls on cliffs, tiptoes along its edges Drama, risks, thrills, that is her life A thing of beauty unsung by all. K.S.Lakshmi...

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Image of South Africa Cape Town Table provided by Pixabay Token Steps Ruling winds the austral buttes naked slopes ... as vortex smoky rise aloft Zulu's kraal ...

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There are all kinds of raw fish that can be used to make sushi. Orange salmon is quite popular these days. Try mahi mahi or yellow fin tuna. Mackerel, and caviar both red and black Shrimp and surimi are still in demand. Please don't give me any sea urchin. ...

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In the bush the dancing begins early Leather drums call from far and near. Steady rhythms mark timed steps, and Swahili is proudly spoken here;...

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***NOTE: Poem posted on the above video. If you need to read it again, just right click on the video and then click on 'Loop' on the top of the drop-down menu, whereto, the video will continue to scroll. SONG: 'Run To You', by Kaue Penna VIDEO: The Voice Kids (2020) POEM: 'Adolescence: Apollo's Aria' - [Kwansaba Form] 2020...

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