Long Rudiments Poems

I listened to his heart profusely, 
For a beat like his was much to ponder
I often wondered, his thoughts, and,
A light in me knew, with wretched wonderment
What the whispers in his mutterings meant to me

They...

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LITERAL SENSE :

This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.... 
VERSE 1:
This ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.... 
Concrete counterintuitive ratioed for looser and Leader;
Interim arguments to know who's worst and best person,
Makes no sense either.
Itemised unique personalities need no prejudice session. 
Sparked...

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My Mother taught me
how to see through language, 
paper was rare, iron ink wasn't free
so she sold some jewelry for porcelain lettering, 
and we clapped and sang the alphabet into life
our life, our joy, our...

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A boy and board in Brooklyn
bedeviled by the breath of baroque battles
bemused with a belligerent brain beauty
and befriended by battlefield bravado, 
the chessmen championed his ego
wickedly warring to a visionary's voodoo,
those soldiers of black and...

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Yesterday I worked with Wole Soyinka in his 
farm; a farm of poetry where we harvested words
And sow imagery like a spring of seedlings.
I kept pace with him in the field of words until
He smiled...

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Tis the season, for"Love"....

The time of giving and caring

Peace on earth, and good will, to all of life!

To lay aside the swords, the spears, the guns

Embracing the hope of a tomorrow

Clear, from the sediments of...

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Image of Black Sand & Sand provided by Pixabay.

The Hawaiianism of Ho'oponopono

A word, astir, in undulating waves surges and awash a clear open black shoreline of Hawaii nei, as it recedes in cycles dashing back...

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rudiments of the day progress like every other
matches burning 1 by 1 so quick 
one can lose count &
if the practice is to tally up the path to death
step by step by step
(as if the...

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"Every secret memory, every experience in life, and every 
thought can be written within the words of a poem."

               ...

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I suppose since time immemorial - Dads have provided tutorial,
Doing their best to strive - To teach their kids how to drive.
Though Dads were never all that keen - Kids pestered him once a teen,
To...

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this spine tingling reaction that flushed testosterone from heads to toe
sketched out sometime from ~july or august 2012
and triggered a chain reaction
of wishful desires in overdrive seeing this aesthetically pleasing gal
in the summer of her...

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My long-sufferin' Mother tried to teach me the rudiments of social graces,
So as not to make a fool of myself at fancy affairs and such other places.
But even so, at the school prom I splattered...

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I never found,
myself reading.
Even before reading, 
studying a book,
that publish alphabets.
Many times I drawn, 
on the walls
and,
ragged curtain of the door,
of my so called
illegal shelter, 
those simplest rudiments,
but never I understood,
meaning of linears.

I saw that...

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PART THE THIRD
The battle is won, 
but the war is far from over.
Still the requirements aren’t met, 
and still the fulfillment of inner peace lies motionless in a Chicago gutter.
But the rudiments and metaphysical concepts...

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Can you feel your wings?
Can you see them, do you even
Bother to wonder about what
They are for?

There, growing from your back,
Growing since then when
You looked up at the skies
And realised that humans
Are mere particles of...

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From predawn birth, you dwell alone,
Preferring deep shadowland over light.
So much easier to conceal what is shown,
Nascent ember forelimbs that daunt your sight.

With growth in undying murk, and wings in flames
In brilliant reds, yellows, golds...

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Hate as much as you wish,
but the jerk,the jolt,the pound,the thrust
experienced by a tender drop
happen to be the sharp engravings
upon the chest of the robust rock.

Never trained to peep cautious,
never taught to note whispers
the wounded...

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youngest progeny Shana Aubrey Harris did need
recipient (thine offspring)
     received private lessons to help her lead
a supposed "normal" life,
     thus this biological papa did heed
and amenable, lovable,...

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Dead are the pure days, when colour wasn’t the issue
When food and culture, before the moral punctures
Before came predators to hunt, and scavenging vultures
To make a rudiment of, our own footpaths by tortures

Dead are the...

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Common Ground


They would emerge
sandy grisly looking beings
mysteriously become a presence,
a part of a momentary event
Following the scent of happiness,
creeping past the invisible sentries,
blending into the fabric of time’s
need for companionship.
They carried the rudiments of fun,
a...

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At dawn I gazed at the kaleidoscopic canvas, 
                          ...

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Greed sways motionless
It plummets into the valley of worthless  
Is it immoral stealing 
It does obliterate opportunity
Selflessness is a river of unbreakable unity 
It jeopardizes our freedom,
A determination that makes you fearlessly overcome
It is...

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somewhere in the back of the freezer,
there is an old gallon of ice cream
somewhere in the middle of the refrigerator,
there is a cup with some cold cashew milk in it
somewhere deep inside of me, 
there...

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An empty auditorium, echoing with the voices of those long past
Life’s stage, we the characters, parsing the script in a caricature of truth
Phantoms of a thousand different productions, acts, scenes leave the frissons of their...

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Holy prayers
Shine light from above
Sacred grace
Falling soft on the heart
As angels fly
Wings breathing satisfaction

Heavenly promises
Sing silent and warm
Throbbing revelations
Coloring the spirit
In a vision of sweet joy
As angels smile
Wings beckoning, fearless

Beautiful feelings
Bound in faith
Pour over the...

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