Long Secondhand Poems

WHY I LOVE NEGRO  SPIRITUALS   

I know why we sang those songs;
Why I LOVE NEGRO Spirituals-
I have a spiritual 
connection to
those songs we sang.
We sang out messages to the universe,
and to each...

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"Jealousy is just insecurity masked."
     ~Serena Mott

"If you use your words as a weapon, then  as a weapon, I'll shed no tears."
     ~"Words as a Weapon"...

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Today, I stand at candor’s peak
And yet, they all still look down on me
A prosecution of the persecuted, shall I witness
As Damocles’s sword hangs over my head
Today, I looked at the man who decides my...

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I have tried to teach people
that saving ten dollars per week
together, as a group of people 
can create wealth

If you invest each week
and help it grow,
you could buy off the internet
and sell through garage sales,

watch...

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 WHEELCHAIR BOUND

Dots appeared and disappeared 
a single sunray flashed onto 
wheelspokes, canvas seat 
 comfortably frayed 
bought secondhand
her unexercised legs flabby 
window bars rusted, panes cracked
nobody cared

there she sat thinking about 
cooking porridge with...

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This is Uganda
My motherland
My home that I love so much
Boom, boom, boom,boom
Another prominent leader has been shot dead
Who is it?
Abiriga, the yellow man
Panic here, panic there
Some arrests here and there
And that’s it
He is gone
And the...

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Nobody knows how life will play out-
the steps of a journey marching through each scene,
for futurity is sightless, only the beginning has eyes.

Nobody knows the number of heartbeats...
no artist, craftsman, designer, seascapist,
no orchestrator or sculptor-...

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I am a drug addict; I’ve never been high before.
 Infatuation is going to be the death of me. 
 Uncomfortable in my own body, in my own skin.
 I know happiness exists; it just...

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Picturing the hills green of Ireland
And sunsets of Hawaii secondhand
There are times when I think 
How one day as quick as a wink
This beautiful crazy life we know
Will be naught but an old scenario

 ...

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A heron watched me 
from painted rushes,
brush-stroked by a man 
who lived in a wagon
lacquered with stars 
and road-dust and wind,
who sometimes drank too much
and thundered.
They say he wandered for years,
trading canvases for bread, 
for...

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Apologies Secondhand Serenade in advance
I'm a poor boy with no words to shed of my own
so will you allow me the opportunity to share the world
this small story with borrowed words out of your thoughts
the...

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“Shouldn't we wash the pillow cases on these pillows?”
I say while thinking back to my face in the mirror breaking out, covered in grotesque red bumps my pimples have past the point of being categorized...

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Goodbye Nadine                                 ...

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Feelings, , sentiments, happiness, devotions,
Anger, jealousy, joyful emotions.

What is love? Is it a feeling?
Are their a myriad of kinds?
A spirit that comes stealing?
Perhaps a chemical that binds?

One definition I am told,
is the desire for the...

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DEAD AT HOME -For Veteran's Day 

It's a gray day, in the café, 
by the side of the road.
There's an old man, took a firm stand, 
trying to loosen the load.

It is struck luck, with...

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Mr Ragged 2024

The unsteady slow winter moon,
trudges towards a freezing night;
riding on winds back,of shadows feint,
blowing out the days diminishing light,
              ...

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Freedom.

Oh you can run now, I'm setting you free
So for once in your life, accept gratefully
Ignore every time I proclaimed in the past
My arms open wide will, again, be the last
I said that before I...

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Light switch: a toggle in which to turn something on or off...

Some would call it a gift
Others would say a curse
But I have dwelling inside me
A switch, a toggle if you may
That most don’t have...

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You came into my life, before I was born.
How could I know, our relationship was to be forlorn?

I knew in my heart, I should just walk away.
Time I was thirteen, you were here to stay.

I...

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A nine - to - five 
bartending job - 
the life, death, 
and fate of an 
artist. 

Forced 
to sweep 
cracked tile, 
and vacuum 
puke stained 
floors - 

until enough 
people notice 
him. 

False faith,...

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Second Hand Shoe

Bright and new, Stitching over and through, Not sure of your journey but inner confidence beams through.
Boxed off and brave, And now it begins, A lifetime of wonder, Or a lifetime of sins.

Looking...

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As a good gardener would do, 
she had to evaluate the quality of her trees plants and fruit,
She saw that some were rotten; they had spoiled at the root.

Unforgivness and resentment suffocated her delicate tree,
It...

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Born to create, deceived to consume.
We think we are so royal and grand. 
Brilliant and creative we do assume. 
In truth a wasteland, at best secondhand. 

We repeat what has already been had. 
Or simply...

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If I say your name loud enough,
It sounds like the truth. 
And still you don't listen.
Still you don't move,
Out of the room that I'm laying,
My secondhand heart on the line.
You turn and your eyes tell...

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stars,
above swirling dark,
in sky drained of color,
below,
sprawling Asia,
spread out in a carpet,
of billboards and humanity.
watching it all from the world's largest tower,
feeling like a king in a secondhand sky,
now walking among streets, stalls, and stooped...

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