Long Battlefield Poems

My first grade field trip begin Joseph Medill school of journalism Chicago my first grade class sang African American spiritual hymns performing at the Schubert theater the museum of science and industry the museum of...

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I walk o u t...

I am lost in unapproachable light—a spectral broth
I am tasting the screaming silence—the archetypal observer
dissects my essence-fossil Passion
a seismic rupture between life/death/rebirth
gnaws at my marrow This dilemma-kudzu
coils tight, constricting tomorrow's breath

Death...

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Placed First in:
This or That Vol 22 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh                       ...

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Prelude to what…..

I see you,  /  you / yes, come into my…… 
laboratory of alchemist mystical languaging.
where arsenic spills into the whirlpool of thought 
and savage syntax shatter like glass on concrete.

Where Titans...

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War shapes the warriors it touches, leaving behind vestiges that linger in their lives long after the battlefield fades from view. In Recon Marines: Searching for the Real Enemy, we are thrust into the unrelenting...

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“Up men to your posts! Don’t forget today that you are from old Virginia.” 
– General George Pickett

Beneath Gettysburg's sun a merciless blaze
Stood Pickett with his face etched with war's haunting gaze.
A mind torn asunder...

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Good mother, bad mother, locked in a war,                           ...

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A lot of acquaintances deemed me lucky, and I knew I was,
For I had a successful life, when all could have been chaos.

I had a wonderful job that I loved, making plenty of money,
And a...

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(Every year in the lunar month of Muharram we Shia Muslims commemorate the brutal martyrdom of the grandson of our Holy prophet Muhammed (s.a.w) and his family and friends at the hands of fake hypocritical...

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We welcome the dawn and the dawn’s sun
Surrounding myself with hope till it’s all gone
A new day ‘round here has just begun
Enduring another night – a battle of bewilderment, 
A war left unwon till dusk...

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A Simple Pen

                                Ever...

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ME dear FATHER you already know,
But you need to be briefed,
On a tragedy I believe you must not know.
There’s a deadly dance with violence killing teens in America’s Black Communities.
Use to be, 
Good Christian mothers,...

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Radical conservatives are cooperatively embracing a culture war.
Our battlefield is our ecologically evolving brain.

At stake is what Earth and Earth's hosted tribes become.
Our cooperative vocation is to radically co-arise nondual human development
to fit conservationist moral...

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Verse 1:
What’s the point of promises if they end up broken?
My heart is racing over the fact that you’re gone away
Can someone show me how to shake away the tension?
I don’t want to keep on...

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Warriors in us, 
                      When time comes, we fight our fiercest battle
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Poetically impressive 
Mentally progressive 
Addicted to my writing
it’s becoming a bit obsessive 
But this is the medicine 
A therapy for my depression 
Post traumatic disorder
Is the cause for my aggression 
My heart gets heavy
My mind...

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Death Does Not Discriminate

The plains are now silent, a brief moment in time, and we steal every second we can,               ...

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I never could live without leaving something behind—
a trail of words, a bottle of bourbon,
and now these reflections,
because we can’t escape the truth forever.

The world smells like a battlefield,
and though I was never afraid to...

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Neither a fable, 
Nor a tale, 
This is a fact,
A story to tell,
To everyone, female and male.
To generations, younger and frail.

About a threat, a monster from the East,
That struck the world like a beast,
Attacked Europe...

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“Just when he thought he’d had all he could take,
April arrived like a careless mistake.” 

From DRIVING DIXIE DOWN by Anonymous Brown
Smithstonian Folkways Recordings catalogue # 317-704-1106

When something is broken, it’s no longer of any...

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War leaves scars. They are emotional. They are physical. They are spiritual.

My brother had proposed to my sister-in-law on Valentine's Day, and so it was on that fateful day, 12 years later that his and...

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A boy and board in Brooklyn
bedeviled by the breath of baroque battles
bemused with a belligerent brain beauty
and befriended by battlefield bravado, 
the chessmen championed his ego
wickedly warring to a visionary's voodoo,
those soldiers of black and...

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Wandering in the woods for years,
Trials and Tribulations without fears,
Scorching heat, thorns and flood flow,
Came the Pandavas with a divine glow.
For days not Fortune lay wrappen,
Wait and Watch the thing to happen.
 
To manifest the...

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“The Dissolving Heart” 

How many keys
played for seeds 
bleeding a life

read, received 
cast out 
in the left field 

planted in the heart
of karma to become
new life reflecting

inwards out to another 
holding the echoing
music kept safe...

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