Long Marsiya Poems

Domestic violence survivor killed after reporting my abusive ex husband to the fbi he’d began extreme attacks on me mental cruelty mostly first hitting me in my back with a brick I still stayed what...

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I use my hand to write poems that will convince you that my soul has been bleeding from start to end. But this may be a poem for those who think I've been writing from...

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THE COLOR OF HATE UNLIKE ALL 
THEE OTHER BRILLANT COLORS 
OF THE WORLD I MEAN YOU SEE 
IT IT'S STUNNING CAPTIVATING 
EVEN CAUSING STRANGERS TO 
GATHER TOGETHER SHARING THE 
VERY SAME FAMILIAR TRAIT OF HATE...

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Dedicated to my Dad Jerry W. Niday 3/20/1952 - 6/18/2013


I am who I am because of him
He’s the reason for my son’s name
He gave me my courage & my strength
To stand tall even when standing...

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(true feelings none fiction)


Dear Godfather Ernest Pinckerly.
       The day you died when I was young was horrible.
My life had changed ever since. The memory of you is like a...

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Craving sensual thoughts 
hidden melodies created 
mastered performed through 
necessity I’ve become to 
explore the nature of you 
the way god made you just 
for me how you balance the 
arch in my back the...

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Dare I Say 
who is coming 
to dinner who 
is now being 
seated at the 
table of plenty 
in this immediate 
bluster of chaotic 
bliss sitting across 
from me is he 
supping from the 
brass...

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Hollywood’s Lucille Ball, loved by many, 
had an enormously profound effect on me.

She was funny and kind and goofy,
and so wonderful, she lit up my 1960’s TV.

My favorite show of hundreds of thousands
is of her...

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