Long Manacled Poems

My jubilant latent, nascent poetic tribute to black history month

Which acknowledgement ought to be year round,
similar to altruistic, humanistic, and philanthropic
unconditional acceptance and respect
crafted with the following words 
mostly written January 23rd, 2023,
cuz I, (a...

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Nascent poetic tribute to black history month...
crafted before onset when people of color  
got acknowledged for twenty eight or nine days
depending if leap year occurred. 

Though I yam Caucasian,
rightful to honor most bitter
racist genocidal...

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My nascent poetic tribute to black history month

more apropos and alternately titled: 
praise to thee people 
of variegated melanin color,
whose immense understated improvements
and enhancement of webbed wide world
worth more than paltry words
of yours truly can...

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GILDAS TRANSLATIONS

These are modern English translations of Latin poems by the English monk  Gildas Sapiens (“Gildas the Wise”).

“Alas! The nature of my complaint is the widespread destruction of all that was good, followed by...

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Idyllic reverie during break of day

May today bring unbridled bliss 
delivered courtesy sunshine kissed
giving Midas a run for his money.

When the last trace of night 
evaporates analogous to milky hue,
whereat a dreamy state 
pervades thy...

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My thoughts wander as I wonder what I'm running for. 
It's like I'm hunted cos I'm wanted for the chalk under juggernauts. 
Now I ponder what I'm running from.
I took shelter against an atomic bomb....

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"Do you know where you come from?"
she asks me;
"Do you know the founders of your own city?"
DuSable I answer her triumphantly.
She smiles.
"But do you know where you come from?"
My mother Tamika, my father Bernard.
"I ask...

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though I yam Caucasian,
   tis rightful to honor that most bitter
racist genocidal crime
   nonetheless ovation qua

   quintessential significant contribution
   vis a vis that doth litter
  ...

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Ironclad choke hold tightened
around pencil necked geek
stranglehold noose asphyxiated
courtesy mailer daemon freak

specifically America Online
server gremlin sought out meek
resplendently attired as Doctor sheikh
wordsmith scouted out as weak

cussed link within human league
surprisingly springing thru Lenovo
external screen, simulating...

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Fate propelled me into your belly 
When my own prayers went unanswered 
In the wake of the harvest of thorns 
When the alien- buffered by our silence 
Shackled, manacled and butchered 
Those of us that...

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his eyelids conclude why bother
manacled they led him away
to the exact center of their city
they tried everything
cattle prod fire hose blow dryer
ineluctable forces of nature
now there are wires in his head
his neo-cubist portrait
ended up on...

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The air on board was foul and putrid.

Chained together at the ankle in

coffles, evil dragged me and others

with scabbed lips on board.

Humiliated under the sun, we were

stripped naked and examined from

head to toe and put...

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Their spears did not get heavy,
flower blooms did not sprout from barrels.
Some chew on ancient bullets, many captured themselves.
In dark allies a switchblade blindness entered their hearts.
Everything is a memory.
The living kill awkwardly, randomly with...

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"My Own Country"



I am my own country
these firm battlements
have delivered milk
like honey to a baby’s lips

traversing the landscape
these undulating hills 
are the alters men worshipped
now less than sacrosanct

pushed life forth territorial
like vice admiral commanding battalion...

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"He who looks outside, dreams. He who looks inside, awakens."
                         ...

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The dead they are burned not by heat or cold.
Their spears did not grow heavy,
blooms do not sprout from their ribbed barrels.
They chew now on spent bullets;
they have captured themselves.

In dark allies a switchblade blindness...

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Good morning Nelson; our 
imprisoned hope
Yesterday, in a darkened cell I 
thrived
Firmly manacled by apartheid 
sorrowful rope
And torture upon torture I was 
served.
When shall our freedom come?

Your sufferings I have tasted a 
bit
And felt the...

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long term thinking is a creator of appetite
but brain chemistry can play tricks 
like a rattlesnake bite can play tricks
once you toss your conscience into the gutter
and the desire for being the most free
becomes last...

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Masked maiden
In lacy black frills
Manacled, chained
Sensuous thrills
 
Birthday suit bare
Heavenly toned
Sweetened and ripe
In wanting groan
 
With her laced black fan
She lures with her scent
He slowly walks to her
As her eyes lament
 
She looks up to...

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Cat-suited and cute
Baring flesh to her navel
Her bronzed body
In wanting able
 
Wrists manacled
As her chest pouts
The needing of join
Her heart shouts
 
In tethered mode
With silken scarves
To her body delight
One caresses her curves
 
Her chest rises
Saluting...

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Masked maiden
In lacy black frills
Manacled, chained
Sensuous thrills
 
Birthday suit bare
Heavenly toned
Sweetened and ripe
In wanting groan
 
With her laced black fan
She lures with her scent
He slowly walks to her
As her eyes lament
 
She looks up to...

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You held me in your arms 
But never had me in your heart 
I could never play the better card 
My heart in my palms 
But still enclosed and manacled
By a shell .I exposed and...

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Held fast!

Ruthlessly trapped in a white sepulchred vice
that slowly, inexorably, crushes all hope.
Starving we wait, with lips black and caked,
all frozen in a wasteland of ice and snow;
revealing desolation and utter despair that 
relentlessly flows,...

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Day joined to expired day, 
nights lost to darkest night. 

Another year has defected 
to the phalanx arrayed against us, 
their iron hooves now thundering, 
their sheer number mocking
our plundered ranks. 

Do we then muffle...

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What mankind dreams,
he will create;
his dreams will likely,
seal his fate.

Plenty of men,
have fallen prey.
To dreams that left them, 
to rot and decay.

The great inventions,
that man’s seen;
with good intentions,
were his dreams.

But when he reached a pinnacle,
his...

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