Long Diviner Poems

Poem One: Inspired by my reading of -Lady Labyrinth's---magnificent

poem ,  "Courting the Sublime Significance of Nothingness"

 (1.)  Poem One

Seeking The Boundaries Of Love's Depths And Her Hand

The air, its surging breath sings

into the...

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Our son CJ celebrated his 40th birthday,
Immediate family invited to Ramsgate
In Natal, to celebrate this day in a special way,
A guest house was rented by our son,
Which once again became our fate!
By the sea, what...

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With each morning comes a new genesis 
That today would craft a dissimilar, Then 
The echo of my voice to be perceived too
As it outs the grief that lies within the soul.

For father, disillusionment was...

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I do not know what happened 
before I became a singer, yet Agbozo says
we are where we all belong on this earth

they say the dog does not birth a child in public, 
to whom should...

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once upon a time there was a handsome dude

made water into wine and then walked upon it

a sorcerer diviner hero and likeable companion

washed sore feet and sins in anterograde fashion

but just the same a clairvoyant...

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In my little village, Nkporo,
We celebrate the Iza Afa Festival
And the Most Magnificent Igboto Nma Festival.
The two are more than four hundred years old,
Our forebears told us that it began with
Their ancestors who immigrated from...

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Marcus Mosiah Garvey arose from a little town, yes my lord
A Leo lifting Harlem, kingdom bound, yes my lord
Resuscitated religion around the black man’s looks, yes my lord
Cuddling pickaxe, hoe, and cradling books, yes my...

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What Fallen Apple Dare One Take Sweet Bite

What value an oracle that denies
Time and Fate both join to join, to create
rich dessert with man's miserable lies
and dish it all up on a dirty plate.

What steady...

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"Babylon Candy"


“My god you 
babble on”
he said.

the guy 
thought he was 
a giant, 

as far as writers go.

She chirped, 
“it’s all post humus 
humour, from here on in
you know”.

Code-named, 
“The Owl”,
she rolled her eyes

and hooted,

“You...

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Fess up! You demonic influx of tolerance on the balcony of desire! 
A pang is felt in a faint smile of an orphan that awakens senses.
I speak the prescriptions of the heart, provoking and extravagant,
While...

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So there she is, a park bench crone, mother of the listless,
the passing-by;
head bowed, caught between dark and light I sense her 
yet.

There she is, she’s grown beyond root and branch,
at peace despite the incontinence...

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she sends me news of bushfires with the rain
falling, not falling, and the pain of the old man 
in the cold, biting hamarttan and the suspended feasts
she speaks of births and deaths on village lanes...

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Once upon a time in land far far away,
The citizens were demanding their president find a way,
While he still held sway,
For climate to have less say,
In how they should plan their day.

With baited breath they...

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something tells me
I have to leave this place
unremembered

the wind smells foul
the grass has changed color
the shrine is now a Clubhouse
and the Diviner has lost his memory  
where do you find blessing
when everything stands still

where...

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Poetry in motion
is prose 
encapsulated in 
warring thoughts,
notions conceived 
in time oscillated 
flows,
harmonically 
shifting mental 
tides to whence 
the Tasmanian 
wind never blows,
where meditating 
and trancing 
souls,fairly prowls,
like watching the 
future in an 
ancient show,
I...

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MAN TODAY,  DUST TOMORROW

Man is no diviner nor a god,
Why cast your burden on man?
Man today, dust tomorrow
Why trust in his abilities?

The earth belongs to no man,
Evil created by men are inrepairable
In the tattered...

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Poetry is the push behind
the wave – the brilliance
sparking light – 

the poet, a wonder-er 
and wanderer...drawing 
illumination from wells 
of glistening shadows – 

never pondering 
the where and when, 

his focus always toward, 
the...

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There is a place where a diviner lives
It’s a place of shouting, invoking spirits
A diviner plays tricks on the young
Dealing  in business of words and tricks
All are like witchcraft at work

It’s  a place...

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There she is, she’s grown beyond root and branch,
at peace despite the incontinence of an unlooked for
wisdom.
And there I am,
of a sudden snagged by her knurled spell
as if she were the Virgin Mary, and I
a...

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There is a potential so pure in your nature
that it be nexus between diviner and rapture
where freedom finds the fire of Prime Creator
deep in the brain's interior, a glandular mind expander
crossfertilizer of electrochemical ego and...

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When the diviner reaches out for truth
And winds of fury hurry through the plains,
The youth of summer loses all her gains
Though love’s caresses linger long and smooth.

When time is lost at silly childhood’s will
Or gained...

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Abandon through the flowing blue ice streams, 
          then rise to thirsty trees and fields of dreams. 

Abandon in the beige fields of Indian red autumn,...

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Abandon through the flowing blue ice streams, 
          then rise to thirsty trees and fields of dreams. 

Abandon in the beige fields of Indian red autumn,...

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What if darkness is our natural state
bear with me bubonically
we spend most of our life dead or asleep
less than a third awake
some stars are still forming
wear the ice eroded
mountains now mole
hill of a sentence
i've got...

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 ALL OF ME 

World's written with the fictions that one can't explain ,
The streams full of photonic dust leads to abodes in gain. 

Empyreal deity embraces me ,
Episodic cuddlefests then braces me .
Bouts and...

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