Long Bleeding heart Poems

I used to slit my arms open like I was peeling fruit—careful, slow, watching the skin give way like wet paper. The box cutter blade was dull, sticky from God knows what—maybe dried glue, maybe...

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{Poet’s Note : I wrote this poem for the passing of my very dear friend & comrade, Cecyl Esau, Umkhonto we Sizwe Commander in 2021, as a contribution to his memorial service. Cecyl was given...

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From that day on and forward,
I began to see the wretchedness my God had warned me of
He cursed the Lord wholeheartedly, for inflicting yet another agony on him,
In his well he called The Prison of...

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In my chambers where phantasmagoria undulate
    not as vigilant watchers but as mnemonic parasites
    I ruminate—
        no longer a singular entity but...

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Move on over ole Joe...

and let the youngbloods take the reins
infusing our promised land with hope.

You done good for America,
serving as laudatory President
from 2020 to the present
Vice President from 2009 to 2017,
and in the United...

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"PHOENIX: Bleeding Hearts and Blue Violets”


 

Broken Hearts bleeding red
You lie in white sheets
Turning in the crisp clean pages muddy with
Black Dogs barking in your head
They run all night chasing your tail
You twist and turn...

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Hey bruh, 
haven’t you heard,
ain’t you read the news?
The White House is gonna eradicate 
the fear infested inner city blues
That Trump fella says,
he’s got his poison pen ready to use
He says black folks got nothing...

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When In Love's Immense Depths, You Are Truly Cherished
 

Mystical web spun memories of our sweet nights,
love began under stars and brightest of moonlights.
Hold onto that image, its joyous dreaming dreams;
fiery echoes, night trysts and...

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“The Evolution of a Broken Heart”



In thy hands, 
I gently placed it

lacking hesitation’s pleas and virtues
‘twas ne’er a time to be uncourageous
plucked somewhere from deep within
my honorable, clean gilded home where
pure intention sat regally spartan
upon...

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EPIDEMIOLOGICAL NAME: Donkey Pox

ORIGIN: First detected in Orwellian hippies, Leninist/Marxist think tanks, insane asylums, the Deep State, secret societies, and faculty and student lounges across America.  

TRANSMISSION: Pathogen mostly attacks highly sensitive unhinged white...

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Highly prized hopes lift up the hopeless, the needy, and the helpless again and again
When will the weight of fire on my bleeding heart be extinguished?
I wish that’d happen someday…I pray that joy will prey...

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My (bleeding) heart is filled to overflowing, 
To see any growing glad(iolus), garden glowing;
Each sun peached, (petunia) petaled delight,
Is frozen in precious moments of pure delight,
From bursting buds, to the spicy boom of blooms,
Nature is...

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I ask myself a rhetorical question regarding...
the durability, longevity, and tenacity of Homo sapiens,
after screaming headlines report one after another atrocity.

How did the human species manage to survive
with many means
of self destruction at their disposal?

Atomic...

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The moon has groaned home;

And soon the shadow’s drum,

Resonates the rhythmic silhouette,

To the ferocious pains of the spine;

Hear the heavy throbs of the drum,

The panting steps of the trumpet,

And the singing sage of the flute.

See...

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Mystical web spun memories of our sweet nights,
love began under stars and brightest of moonlights.
Hold onto that image, its joyous dreaming dreams;
fiery echoes, night trysts and pleasurable screams!
Love's greatest truth rests in thy bosom and...

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This is about a First Time Spirit of the Soul Adventure Looking Eyes around with eyes wide with joy joy joy joy is kisses jubilation celebration soul to Soul laughter tasted sweet  But the...

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A new day rises above my  Comfort Zone!

Now understanding had graced my fate to say to myself inside my bleeding heart moans in pain at what others thought of me before my birth came...

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TO MY FAVORITE GOLDEN RETRIEVER BO

Poem I Written September 26, 2015

You're beautiful golden hair,
with a splash of gray on your face.
And so what if your fur,
is all over the damn place.

If you gave me your...

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Richard Lamoureux has not forgotten me during my absence. He faithfully visits my older writes and leaves lovely encouraging comments. While I'm busy working on my thesis, I got this notification on this poem. 

Richard's...

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Epitaph – Eulogy
BY
Linda Blair

This man, lying here in state – DEAD – lives.
His aged soul - but not his heart – he gives
to me – for me - this is such a shame,
so on him...

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carry me I carry you
look up there 
you see the miles
our destinations
is still so far 
gave me your hands 
cos together we can 
make it 

oh 
carry me I carry you 
together we can make...

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I didn't want to offer him my life but discovered it was not mine to give
When he entered my world my heart beat to the rhythm it chose to live
My muse was awakened from many...

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Water drop 
Yes water drop 
E no drop from the sky oh
Na from my eyes 
My eye no fit drop blood
Upon all the wahala e don see
Nothing else e fit drop 
Na Only water 
So...

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Hold me within the virtual chalice of righteous
And never let me stray too long amid the imperfection of this body
From this visage of dignity, once poured upon my soul...
That not deceit nor hypocracy become the...

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Rest in peace my charming friend; lo your body is now asleep but you spirit remains with us always. With our constant lively action, everything seems much more still without you here, but we shall...

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