Long Accessories Poems

I know what it costs
to parent a tyrant
24/7
52 weeks/year
and yet avoid judging,
feeling guilty,
self-blaming shame
for all I am not sufficient,
yet.

I remember learning curious distinctions
between genuine remorse
given, when LeftBrain verbally requested,
yet without RightBrain capacity
to feel even the...

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Sometimes I feel so

Insignificant.



I have yet to understand why I’m here.

What’s my purpose?

Will I be forgotten easily when it’s time for me to go?

Or will I be remembered by many?

It’s difficult to pinpoint what makes...

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(21st century pearly white prosthetics,
restored jaw bar wah key) 

Aye noel hunger bristle,
and when false teeth soak at night 
     in tandem with stubby facial gristle
har reckon noah kisses
 
 ...

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(There’s a song for this: ‘Confessions’ by Sudan Archives)

I remember it like it was yesterday (it was yesterday).

I arrived on a cool (42°f), blindingly sunny New Haven afternoon. It was as if they’d opened up...

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“Pictures could not be accessories to the story – evidence – they had to contain the story within the frame; the best picture contained a whole war within one frame”. Tatjana Soli, The Lotus Eaters

“There...

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Advertising triolet poem with narrative:


 Toyota Revo
(triolet)

A four-wheel drive,even purchased as second-hand
Still runs smoothly and safe, never trundles around
With its superlative engine, mileage is grand
A four-wheel drive, even purchased as second- hand.
Best gasoline saver, once...

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dousing your non-kinky hair
with peroxide in hopes of forming curly kinks
and without manipulation
the matted strands
finally intertwine
except your Peroxide Dreads
don’t resemble mind
            limp and still...

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One crying kid after another sat on Santa’s lap.
He tried to remain jolly while holding onto squirming, screaming, kicking and 
scratching children.
Those who did not cry had endless lists of toys and games they wanted...

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I once thought to have the world within my grasp, that all I needed I already had.
I once thought to be unable to feel more happier than I was while you were around.
Only way to...

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MY SWEET MISSY

                                ...

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THERE IS THIS MAN

THE MAN THAT CLAIMED TO BE A FRIEND

THE SAME MAN WHO STOLE MY INNOCENCE

HE TOOK MY CHILDHOOD FROM ME

AND NOW THE ONLY WAY I FEEL LIKE A KID AGAIN IS TO CRY...

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My sister’s smile

Fourteen years ago, my sister founded something, something powerful, something she wore everyday, a smile. A smile that could defeat anything that was against her and make everyone around felt nothing but joy....

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The heavens brush by her fingertips
as she reaches for the sky
but her feet stay nailed to the ground
when she stretches past those pearly gates
catching a shooting star in one hand
while grabbing Orion’s belt with her...

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What If There Was No Tomorrow? - The Polar Ice ‘Cap’

- this time it’s burnt and curled upon a new head. The 
sweet smoke of his sugarloaf effigy black as night, 
surrounded by a material...

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The simplicity of yearning. It burns softly, like a hand grazing over a candle. A mouth full of sweet nothings to be spilled onto the damp from your tears pillow, alone. To be alone feels...

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Saga (2)

Trust upon source of peace where ever you may be
The law of power produces puzzlingly to complete
The course as a fruit
Saints who followed this advised 
Follow the system of power with belief
Everything returns as...

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HARLEY DAVIDSON

The roar of the victorious twins that spark,
Enigma of the spotless glint in the dark,
The riders, symbolic of rare brood,
Tattooed with insignia and bandana as hood.

Third year of the twentieth century, there starts a...

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The more weapons there will be:
the more likely a crime will be committed using one;
the lower their SES (socio-economic status) will be;
the lower their intelligence level will be;
the more likely they are be mentally and...

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               I inherited a magnificent antique natural black diamond ring,
it is an impure crystal from Central Africa, it is entirely opaque;
...

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oh turn-
turn back time    the pages of my life
I wish- 
I could go back
go back to when I was a child
full of happiness and joyful glee
      ...

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As I walked into the banquet hall of the 
 Goodman’s Inn, the first thing that stood
 out to me were the eyes of the people. I
 felt as though I could actually see hope....

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Created a little ditty about hypocrites and 
double standards, racists with drawing boards. 
Media dinners with dubious 
double meaning placards.
The Spade of hearts. 
The Jack of Swords.
An adversity of diversity, 
assorted stuff for their hating,...

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Keep your distance from my choices
You, with the staff of valor,
With the staff of all-truths
Deem me a simple fool
Dipping my wavering feet
In the pools of this ghastly world

I do not love to be in this...

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A nation with the southernmost capital in the globe
whose identity has constantly been bullied
by the global acknowledgement of a larger one.
A place where economic empowerment comes through films
to the point a movie employed a minister...

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I praise God that you are my owner, trainer, friend...
who lives out your faith and practices the Bible verse
"A righteous man regardeth the life of his beast.”

Bear with my nervousness through my whinings 
as I...

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