Long Pigmented Poems

PROLOGUE:

For what's in a name,
That Shakespeare untamed,
A lyric gained fame,
But when it became,
A different ball game,
For one who's insane.

Yet if twin Yanks say 'Gogh' , 'tis equivalent
might meant, to be, like 'goes',
Dutch disagree, cite, annunciation,
could...

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Decades of art, and some as oil paintings, 
whereat, had most work made in just the last two years.
Persuades the heart, of similar taste, seems,
fair that, Van Gogh's work may be the best than of...

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Prayers and stagnancy remained this day,
Many a glance did I try his way, 
Our Dragon’s dark, silhouetted form,
Pressed to the burning stone barrier
I could see and hear his dragon skin sizzle
Against it, he remained
Fuming as...

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When heinous fangs
of life drain
the amethyst glow
flowing above 
infected ripples of time,
I question the 
chaos that claims
serenity through 
saline serenade 
of sirens, composed 
with midnight ink
across a mazed face 
of a starless canvas,
What if these...

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CHapter 14 King Ptoleny the 2nd (cont.)

Thus they charted weather systems 
Grey depressions bringing rainclouds,
Towering dark cumulonimbus,
Or the violent storms and cyclones
 
And in turn this processed data,
One or two days’ weather forecast,
Spirited across the...

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She's a rhapsodic tale of might
beyond falu dynamics sailing
through heartbreak's stormy
strikes and Lupus fight. 
In an exchange of blows with 
darkness, she steams in granite, 
kindness gleams in a tempo of battles.

A legend true, her...

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|We Who Allow devotion to end us.

{"My stability, our integrity, transpires to be poaching down into a gap of nothingness. I would coincidentally praise myself for not ceasing to function as a new youthful adult,...

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To my left, a withered lady
recounting each and every blink of life
To my right, an empty seat, Rather, occupied but the presence I deny, grown cold
From an asshole in a suit reading a Maxim magazine...

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" My mother shed her protective love around me and without knowing why, people sensed that I had value." ~Maya Angelou

" As mothers and daughters, we are connected with one another. My mother is the...

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There’s something ornately comforting, in a downpour of a day’s healthy rain
So replenishing, cleansing, as renewing, the ultimate giver to feed life’s grain

As standing undercover feeling the smaller flecks of the rain against your skin
With...

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The surgeon generals 
are scalpel meeting once again
Fear doktors of war
are planning to raise another mar
on Earth’s topographical skin

Pigmented epidermal cells
are being prosperity lullabied put to sleep
under the celestial lights
Souls with eyes and minds closed...

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Salmon Run

A flurry of reds emerges distorted from the river;
As the Sockeye Salmon return from the ocean,
Following the scent of their home stream water,
Swimming upstream to the place of their birth,
In this, their final act...

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A magic wand in the right hand creates, inadvertently,
the jewels of the night in untold millions,
*
.
*                   *...

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What is the purpose of your visit young man?
	
        I heard that you have the best marmalade in the world

Well we do import oranges but you look a...

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In our Asian-cum-Eastern land
No one prefers or admires
the dark-skinned or tanned

Gosh, as if the fair-skinned alone
belonged to the so-called fairer sex
And here, 'black is beauty' a phrase unheard
All falling for the light skinned almost in...

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"We don't speak Spanish here, speak English
This is America”

Unbelieving brown eyes
Turned, toward that face
Unbelieving that that this person
Had a right, to open his mouth
And utter death
Towards my culture

Furious, brown glory, pride, spitting
And I set, my...

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Soliloquy to Love

To be loved or not to be loved; restatement of existential indecision.
No less a question to the universe, no less unanswered, no less
Turned aside by fear of the unknown.
Not to be loved; a...

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Your red light betters consider you a black bug
on the windshield of life

That freedom flight of fancy smushed condition,
it don’t spotted glass much matter

Just another ghetto pest
that didn’t pass the police car 
collision course tute...

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i brush up on my painting skills
the room in my mind is slated clean
pastels under foot bring cheap thrills
actively brewing my mental caffeine

with keen anticipation i open the can
and scents arise from creamy hues
to stir...

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You held a subtle magnetism 
that gradually infiltrated my 
perception, like the leaf of a 
tree in the springtime soaking 
up beams of my awareness. 
This interaction propelled 
affection like photosynthesis. 
My yearning pigmented our...

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I wish    
I could into a deep blue sea dive    
Have the flowing flood of tears subside    
Let my smile surface and revive   ...

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Unbearable Beauty in Black

The light has fallen down the endless solid cliffs
                       ...

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Arrayed with a colorful spectrum that can camouflage
Imagine a butterfly’s life as it silently flutters in flight
Watching her solo or in a multi-pigmented entourage
Your eyes behold her until she disappears from sight

The sunlight reflected her...

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poetically fractured retractions
   gnashing night prayers, 
scribbling braille,
     written sideways
 dipped in holy water's resolution,
compromising statements
     of disbelief's proclamation
spinning music the color
   ...

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Do we not all deserve the sanctity of a blessed and joyous life?
Instead we carry common wounds from the powerful racial knife-

Are we unworthy of intrinsic, sacred, unconditional love?
Hated for our pigmented flesh that the...

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