Inspirational Literature Poems

I rise at the crack of dawn
push-ups with a weight
of ideas – rhymes with my
eggs; a slice of daily bread,
no juice, it gives me heartburn,
so...

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Let the heart speak!

knowing its mind and own
place,

knowing its opulent space -- 

knowing our lies and truths,
the shallow or depth
of window-eyes, the soul that records
our...

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The writer learns early-on
the dry process of wet ink…

as the Driller knows his wells,
the years of emptiness,
and worthless deeds -- 

nothing good comes
without great effort

for...

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Seven beams of unveiled light 
Enters the breast caged by bone
The Spirit’s pity of might 
Her seven fingers now known 
Softens skin and hearts of...

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Crushing weight of time
Pressed by mortal hands...key on
Write and write 'til rhyme....

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Gears juicily primed,

pendulum swung,

the first step on rung
elevating – the first palpating
rocket blast into orbit, reaching
escape velocity

pulse into pulse into pulse, 
divinely evolving, expressing

what will...

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The acoustic resonance of written poesy,
Is like a fabric of silk, warm and cozy,
The letters, the words are a silk thread,
Interwoven into verses and couplets...

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heavy feet burdened loose temper 
engraved silver tongues borrowed
 
laughter portraying fascist beliefs 
fascist energy exploding over white
 
sheets, malice moves throughout 
the narrow streets...

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I want to be known by one name
Like Dessalines, Christophe and Pétion
Like Pelé, Ali or a Great Champion
Like Edison, Jefferson and Washington.

I want to be...

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If pressure makes diamonds 
why do you feel the need to press,me
Stress me  when the most high blessed me
 I’m poetry for real, yeah...

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I imagine that somewhere... exists---
(I'm not sure, but my theory persists)

Moms who read --what their kids read-- from school
Then... :-) they book-club about it --...

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When seeking to write
a poem, no need to
descend into deep, dank
mysterious wells of 
creation – after great depth
only to come upon 
one's ignitable soul-fuel

my muse,...

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Poetry, You are Illumination!

Not the point of descent
but the ascending apex of
God's triangles – you come to
me, a bride...after the dutiful converse, 
you come to...

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I swallowed
Your decision
I’m leaving
The mansion
I accepted
The defeat
And I acquitted
All debts
I loved you too much, darling
Oh! You forgot everything.

The surprises
Of life
Are not sweet cherries
I’m leaving my...

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