Long Peelings Poems

You raise me up above the mountains
You bring me below the vibrant valleys
You allow me to weep happy fountains 
When I walk in your bright alleys

Enormous in envy my heart is
Nervouscited for what lies ahead...fed...

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POVERTY IN AFRICA
Nzongi N.Mwero
Large population live in slums,
Youth unemployment looms,
Illiteracy looms,
Poor health standards zooms,
In Africa poverty has rooms

A protein starvation diseases on the rise,
Due to a harsh natural environmental and subsistence level,
And semi skilled farming...

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A poem unlived
is a poem merely written -- 

sustenance our words

let the body digest with heartfelt
regurgitation – a poem unlived
is a poem merely written
 
as well as tasty center, a healthy chew
needs skin-like peachy, tickly...

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Starvation, famine, death for all.
The prophecy foretold long time ago.
Bear no fruit of hollow labor.
That makes the urban and rural looks varicose.
Ploughing all day nothing to bring homeward.
There is many a brave heart here dying...

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Love, like a pomegranate can be bitter sweet. 
Its tang lingers long after laughter swells. 
The soul puckers pleasantly with each bite.
A luscious love, precious and unique, thrives.  
Life’s enchantment surrounds sweet-tart living,
Likened to...

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My lady you must have been sent from above
Immediately we clicked
You fit me like a glove
I don't know what it is
But you better not give me a kiss
Or it could lead to something bigger
Probably you...

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I think on Sunday when it rains 
And the print stains on my fingers, 
Profiled whorls of black and pink 
Whilst the dishes fill the kitchen sink 
And the scent of burning lingers. 

An avalanche...

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A view from a teaspoon selection is very spellbinding indeed. Half a cup of multicolumns and a pint of milk singing and swaying together. It takes much effort to pick up a seed. Much kilograms...

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Snapping beans, the summer pastime
Filling Mason jars
With cornfield or half runners
Filling a crock with layers
Of beans and corn, canning salt
For pickled beans and corn
That would make my mouth water

Peeling ripe red tomatoes
That I called maters
Cutting...

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The underlulating flight of a caterpillar in mismatched socks could well be confused for a cyber created calorie called counter. Counters are calamities and calamities are neither calm nor chaotic. The robotic maneuverings' of a...

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Here is my own recipe for  Diet Fruit Pie.
Perhaps you’d like to give it a try.
It will be a success I trust,
if pounds need be shed 
as I assume they must.

Peel five large bananas...

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I put on a mask to shroud my care,
I pull it away when no one is there
Yet behind my mask my feelings I share
A secret existing between me and the air

Yet this mask has features...

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I moved deep into the forests not my home
There lived liberal minded monkeys
They sat me on a heap of banana peelings
And lectured me about flora and fauna life

Young liberal monkeys edged me all over
Others, democrats...

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LIFE

Peelings,
wrappings,
covers of things, 
you see come from many a place of residence
from trees, 
from stalks,
from vines,
from boughs
from trestle taut to hold,
from earth,
from garden plot
but no matter what,
at the end of the day
as they display
and add...

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Summer on the Farm
As Related By Britches
By:Tom Wright
8/7/2006

Britches gets up early
To greet the breaking of dawn,
A stretch, a scratch,
And if sleepy, a yawn;

Old Elsie the cow
Anxiously awaits his pull,
He hopes when they’re done
His buckets near...

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I have watched the sun pour fire
into a glistening lake


I have heard a miracle born
as mornings line did break


I have seen a thousand angels
living in this world


I have survived as feeble cries
were ignored and never...

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Apple pie, fresh from the oven
cools on a rack, whiffs of cinnamon-nutmeg
aroma rise through the pastry vent
then drifts out through
the kitchen window opened an inch or so
mingling with a hint of moulder on the breeze.

The...

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I stand at the gate looking outward,
o'er its spires of gilded gloss
of silent hinge that never wither
to the ravages of time.

Long have I found haven 
on this side of the gate, 
even as unkind gods...

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Harassing me for days now
Landing on my eyelid
Nosing up my nostril
Tickling my ankles
and every other exposed body part
Little bastard...

Fly-Swatter? Jack be nimble, Jack...
Folded bath towel? (Lamp destroyed)
Raid? Sprayed til I sneezed and choked
and had to...

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Picking apart meanings written
Seeking ways to fit in
A mosaic of song and show
It makes your skin glow

An angel in every breath
At every corner denying death
You held my eyes
But I'm haunted by past lies

Yell at me...

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I live in a world of villainy
and those villains
pillage unabated,
unchallenged
and without
any heroes to respect.

Our hopes and dreams are sold;
our voices wane,
knee deep in tears
we pray again,
for someone to save us.

The courts are run by villains,
no...

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Some folks say I am quite good with words, 
But, I hesitate to believe what they say 
Should I have hired on with Merriam-Webster? 
Or better still, taken a job with Roget? 

People who do...

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We said our goodbyes in June,
and the months since blur into mist.
At unexpected moments, awareness
of loss hits; tears spill unbidden.

Family gathering, Christmas Eve 
as usual . . . minus one.
We quietly exchanged gifts, 
found flowers...

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Peelings of oranges lying on the floor,
Forging a scent of a time that had passed long ago,
Obliterated shards of memory started to ignite,
Diving to the forest of crimson pale light,
Crushing into nothingness and falling into...

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Baboon was tasked by community
that he gives to orphans birthday gift
consisting of clusters of ripe bananas

Earnestly he received the gift package
halfway to orphanage of the little ones
he sat down among trees and ate all of...

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