Long Maestros Poems

I'm here to clarify 
My passions that I never defy 
Prescriptions of my essence
My drug is my vibe 
Addictions to what I do 
No cure to my being true 
My body is vacant of disease...

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Listen to the shifting winds 
carrying musical meteors,
there soars floating
letters between 
lyrical lines,
emanating runes
that reflect 
revolving rhymes
of faith within
and beyond.
For we are more than
just spectators or actors, 
in this theatrical life,
we are the assigned 
maestros...

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Returning unto the college campus and our exclusive Sororities House...

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The sacred lily of antiquity;
                      vital, that centuries have not defied.
   ...

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I've wandered many islands,
    Seen countless shades of blue.
But none compare, my friends, to where
    The glass and lace ring true.
Let me paint you a picture,
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Hidden Beneath the Rainbow

Guatemalan villages have rainbows of dreams.
Magical thought whereupon each soul gleams.
Locked by a culture engraved on the soul. 
Harvests where births’ golden customs unroll.

Living antiquated amid pompous brochures
Sleeping upon mats on plank...

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Even if they try to pluck it,
the flower submits itself onto their hands.
If it happens to prick their heels,
the thorn scorns itself all its life.

The dream too thinks twice, gets filtered to go soft
to be...

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Sometimes when 
moonlight weeps to sleep,
I sit, draped 
in burning dreams,
and beautiful nightmares 
of moments lost,
engraved along the rising
of blushing blossoms,
within cerulean azure.

But shadows fade, 
as clarity descends 
upon the ivory beach,
adorned in pearls 
and...

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He’s stitching the truth within his tome
Pulling the needle with woe
His fertile mind shall serve as his home
Tethers too rigid to sew
All precious detail is rendered there
Memory puts on a show
Clarity finds him out of...

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Like sparks trailing
from a million, billion fireflies,
a single thought limns a trillion suns.

From the first small bonfire
flickering across four million years,
whose light imprints itself
upon the canvas backdrop
of a feckless, barely cohesive Infinity,

the matter of man,...

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Black folk kept in sad condition
By owners without contrition.
What to do, what to do?
Wage war for emancipation
And forge a fresh slave-free nation.

The Forrest-Byrd Klan and Jim Crow
Surely are the ones you should stow –
What to...

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My name is Black.
My mouth is diseased.
I walk on walls behind your back.
I've come for your soul.
You had it out on lease.
(You forgot.)

Stop tending to the chickens,
Or don't stop tending to the chickens.
Either way there...

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O gentle sleep. Most precious of secrets
Carefully placed between sunlight and twilight’s touch of warm air and wet kiss

Asunder from me, Yet all of me woven into a spiders web of silken spun strings. Reliving...

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Magnificent marauders masquerading magically might mean 
Messy mollusks masticate marbled marigolds momentarily. 
Maybe. 
Moreover, momentous mosquitoes might make marvelous mini-muffins mixing marmalade momentarily. 
Meanwhile 
Minnie made monthly memories merely medicating masses 
Mediocre men mysteriously manufactured...

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I sang melodies and choruses for the choir
Written and composed by maestros
The harmonies soared for earth’s life time hour
Even those that proclaimed the holy cross

I sang Handel’s Alleluia Chorus
As I did the songs of us
Singing...

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Have you ever marveled at the maestros’ pieces?
Have you?
Composers – who capture with music
Moods which can move us…
Writers – who work with words which
Amaze and absorb us…
Craftsmen – who produce with patience
Art which astounds us…
Painters...

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Letter chosen "V"
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Virtuoso

Carnelian dawn reflects red sun rising,
Mirrors glow of vermillion flycatchers,
With scarlet plumage, so mesmerizing,
Dawn’s songbirds – virtuoso stature.

Flight song resounds through the still morning mists,
Woodland thickets embrace the day song,
Artists on wings with...

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Outside the bounds 
Of suffering 
Within the song of soul 
Precarious maestros play 
Nocturnal notes forgotten 
That flash and splash 
Like rivers 
Of silver-threaded 
Raindrop pearls 
Against my window pane 

Memory unfolds 
In silent mood...

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Time racing quickly
       
                         Clocks...

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pizza, fries and golden  beer...
the good company of the men 
who took me a dozen times round 
a crazy boxing ring, sharing blood 
and bone and sweet stadium lights

and after the final bell had...

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A rhythmic sketch of melodies new
 Often leaves some singing the blues
 Bereft of passion and desire
 Unable to spark a musical fire

 Tenuous tunes leave us to sigh
 As music changes as time goes...

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lovely words prance into her mind at night
spiritual guide helps with all of their might
exotic phrases dancing big and bright
but some disappear into the morning light

creativity resounds within thee
the maestros who understand let her be
she...

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The crowd awaits, for the 
most auspicious of nights
...Standing ovations & red 
roses, ready to be put in flight
Conductors & maestros alike 
ready their positions
The echoes of my thoughts 
seem to harbour an omission
Strokes of...

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Maestro’s violin floated to heaven ahead, clearing way for his gentle soul
Notes from Stradivarius warmed the angel’s hearts, reminding them
Rivaling classical melodies from other cloud realms, butterfly notes
Souls hearing the Stradivarius gravitated more quickly to...

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