Long Cakewalk Poems

Despite the day-to-day signs of man’s bitter degradation, there were many in the South who somehow still failed to see the endless pain of segregation. From the viewpoint of those who never lived there as...

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AntiPoem 4
“Santo and Johnny”

(Poet’s instruction- Play “Sleepwalk” twice by Santo and Johnny while reading)

Santo and Johnny play Sleepwalk on Fender steel and bass
Just oozing out their mellow electric dream sound as the
Santa Monica Pier exudes...

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Born after freedom; I witnessed 
The 25th year Independence Day celebration
The Silver Jubilee; the country was underdeveloped,
Yet there was jubilation, happiness all over

Years went by: I grew bigger
I witnessed the 50th too:The Golden Jubilee
The country...

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Born after freedom; I witnessed 
The 25th year Independence Day celebration
The Silver Jubilee; the country was underdeveloped,
Yet there was jubilation, happiness all over

Years went by: I grew bigger
I witnessed the 50th too:The Golden Jubilee
The country...

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III.
It was a strange and ersatz family,
but for now no better could he achieve,
and those first few weeks would be no cakewalk,
a real struggle to see to all their needs.

The house was paid off, at...

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                              If I held the power...

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About time,
I've paid my dues I've crossed the line,
This moment I thought would never come,
Is in my grasp, the deed now done.

Don't get me wrong, I loved my Mum,
But all that passed would surely stun
Even...

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It was once upon a nursery rhyme, 
An old familiar story line – 
The prelude to some fairytale disaster
Where the trail of breadcrumbs through the woods 
Is known to lead to damaged goods, 
Bad coffee...

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To a rhythm my feet were moving.
Left, right, T.A.N.G.O.
Moving at a pace full of life and spirit.
A willing partner I had.
Twirl, pause, five steps always ahead.
Stamp and up he holsters me.
He was best with the...

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October held 10 family birthdays
all between 4 houses on Troy Street.
Each night after dinner we
set out on our walk for cake.
Aunt Lory’s house was rum
Aunt Josies, buttercream frosted white,
and Aunt Lu’s lemon, bright yellow, rich...

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Charley my wheel horse says that Jim is a yack, always jawing now.
They are both scrunchers, they nearly swallow their teeth on chow.
Jim is unsalted, but not lazy or slow, although he has trail dust...

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“may refining consciousness layer by layer
be our pristine childlike heart’s, breath by breath prayer”
            ~ quote by poet 


Caged in feeble form, our odyssey...

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MY  BIG  BROTHER   JOE                  


Joe I’ve never been up to your standards, no potential...

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*Image Raptured in Heaven by Pint.

Raptured in Heaven

The unearth enraptured in Heaven's flock,
Those who have mourned, the meek, and merciful,
Answers to who holds the key to unlock,
Plus, hungry and thirsty righteous dreamful.

Newness befalls refreshed innocent...

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Life in Reality

Life is not a cakewalk
Many a things stand in the way
It is up to us how we look at them,
And keep our problems at bay.

We work our way through hardships indeed,
But we fall...

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"A huge majority of humans fancy themselves game-changers in being hugely mistaken."
-- a Truth
a piece of cake

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My knowing human life to be a single-player game,
the fierce pursuit of happiness...

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