Long Dubois Poems

I know you invited the Brothers to side-line along,
but only if we are here to listen;
Don't speak.

Yet I may have credential for qualifying voice.
For I, like some of you,
know what it means to develop cooperative,
too...

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I need some natural,
organic,
spacious kinda time.
Where is nature in this time,
my time,
our time?

Perhaps nature is to time
as solid forms are to flowing recreation,
as body solidarity is to mind creativity,
as Yang is to Yin,
as Full-Blown Climaxing...

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You died for our equal treatment, and we demand "affirmative action."

You died for integration, and we justify segregation when we throw public brawls and destroy property.

You died to stop the Klan and the supremacists from...

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what is my claim to fame
a face in a crowd
no name
that stands me out from the multitude
wading aimless in this bottomless vat
searching 
for a glimmer of that somewhere light
climbing on ladder straights
that bend and break
from...

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Martin,
Not the German patrician, his vision was a stair
But our own peaceful prince
Well he invoked you
And not by calling Samuel back from the dead
He invoked you as seeker
He invoked as our searcher
For history, he said,...

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Land of the free
Home of the slaves
The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate
Amongst the soil where they were slain
I’m hearing their struggle
I’m feeling their pain
I can’t imagine being forced to part from my...

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SHE PATIENTLY AWAITS...

                        In memory of the teen Amber Dubois and 
...

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Where did all those black people go in Black History such as W.E.B Dubois, 
George Washington Carver, Sojourner Truth,and many more that came before.
      Why have their families disappear?
When you...

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like ms. dubois i feel that i’ve always found something in the
strange kindness that can be brought on
in just 
the exchange of money for a newspaper
the asking of directions and being told where to go
the...

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Colour intermingled
in the spectator’s eye
divisions juxtapose
 ‘as is’ moment ..dot.. by dot..
frozen forever
as a ‘still-life’ shot
Colours in contrast
 one next
to another
patiently painted
dab by dab
Planes into particles
pigments of paint
in patches react
divisionist,
 pointillist    juxtapose
into our eye colour flows.
Meticulous,mechanical
the illusion
into shape
palettes of the fleeting
made permanent

Pointillist People
louis hayet
 alfred finch&
verhaeren

  .. then

 georges lemmen
angrand henri cross
van de velde &
albert dubois-pillet
& lets
  not forget

camille&lucien
father&son pissarro

you may know

maximillan luce
jan toorup&
van rysselberghe

& you'll already heard

of
 signac &seurat

stand so tall

 pointillistas*

              one&all


Colours in contrast
 one next
to another,
patiently painted
dab by dab.
Cyan, magenta
yellow and key
 illume the picture we see.
 Planes into
particles,pigments of paint
in patches react
divisionist pointillist
 juxtapose
into our eye 
  distinct colour flows
Meticulous mechanical
eye into mind defined
the illusion into shape.
In palettes of
permanance
the fleeting flies
sans such subtraction
luminosity lives 
Seurat, and Signac’s  
    legacy survives

...

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Over 200 years of oppression
Now days are we paying for our transgressions
Doing slavery we used our bravery
Breaking the chains doing the inhumane suffering and pain
While being disrespected by being called ambiguous names
Tubman took us through...

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He goes by the name of Dizzy, for he is a dancing dervish
               On the banjo his fingertips always pick’n a...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Raise Your Hands
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: August/2013

Raise 
your hand
black 
prince
and
black 
princess -

Don't 
be ashamed
to show
America,

just how
intelligent
you are -

Know who
your
ancestors
were -

know who
you are -

Raise 
your hand,
be proud,

and
confident
about
your 
righteous 
place 
in society -

You listened -
you learned -
you put in
the work -

Now
walk straight
in...

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With open hands I touch my mirror
A moment of darkness becomes much clearer
As my body transcends into its realm
I am entranced and totally overwhelmed

Darkness subsides and a dream-like effect
Takes over my being, in every aspect.
So...

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Amongst the countless grains of sand
I sit and gather some in hand
A moonless sky is up tonight
Glittering stars with all their might

The grains of sands I dare compare
To the stars above to which I stare
The...

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The world is bleak the world is dark
There is no spark left in my life
A worthless journey with worthless goals
Made up with years of empty holes

There is no future there is no gain
Just a life...

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The birds are chirping, the sun is beaming
Why is today so very frightening
It is a day like any other,
No reason to feel this ugly quiver

Am I alone, can no one feel?
This nasty pain that feels...

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A petal falls as morning dawns
flutters and sways gently aground
a light breeze may carry it away
before nature finalizes decay

the golden rose from whence it came
stands bare, its grace dismayed
a bud, a bloom, a scent to...

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