Long Unshielded Poems

Your time worn hand rests on my shoulder
A gentle firm touch
Ancient fingers stretching awake
And for that moment in time, I receive you
My body marinates in your history,
Delicacies, trauma, and wisdom

I sense you riding within my...

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When giants hide their heads beneath the sand,
the body lies unshielded from the Sun.
‘Tis but a hedge to seemingly withstand
the winds of war that nothing will out run.
‘Tis opportune for those that seek to rise...

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this poem is my take on weary blues by langston hughes 
Langston hughes truly was a great poet and one of the best ever!

Bombilating a snappy euphony  rhyme
Fingers crackling against palm and time
I heard...

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In the heart of worlds, a whisper sneaks,
"We fear love," a question that ripples the calm,
We desire closeness, a sweet plunge into the verdure of the soul,
Yet doubt surrounds us when our steps become hesitant,...

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The lavender clouds, lowered, like a fluffy blanket
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Lincoln never imagined
today’s white victim zeitgeist,
pouting persecuted supremacists, 
their clenched jaws and fists.

Civil war rages in limbic memory.
Encoded somewhere,
the panic attacks and mirages.

Nobody is qualified because everybody is responsible.
So many whites have graduated from the...

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My connection to infinitive existance has been numbed from the very experiences written to ensure enlightenment for which my soul searches lifetimes repeated...
  As the distance measured by complicity learned into simplicity is explored...

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BANISH ME TO THE BOOKSHOP

Chain me, so I can roam. Lock me away in this bower.
Banish me to the bookshop - i’ll enjoy this affair for hours!

First editions recline behind smudge-proof glass.
Lock-and-key lick of lips,...

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A feeble old woman lives down the hall,
we chat on occasion.
I indulge her constant kvetching of youthful occupants invasion,
since this erstwhile hotel's trendy loft conversion.

Crook'd finger and conspiratory whisper
lure me to door ajar.
She tells of...

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Autumn Leaves

A children’s chorus opens with “Get Your Kicks
On Route 66” bringing some to smile or lip lyrics.
Others, who are closer to the intersection,
Are long since past the range of reception.

A woman is shuffling among...

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Yesterday ...
a lifetime of romantic dreams unfulfilled
Love to me
was only silver screen cinematically real
My heart held no one close,
the arms of acquaintances framed an empty repose
Pictures of loneliness adorned my vacant house of hope
Yesterday ...
an...

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Make me the food of the future,
An Egburegbu soup with teeth and mouth;
So that I can unveil the butterfly's teeth,
The palm of the sea can have a taste also,
That Egburegbu like the tears of the...

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The first Sunday I knew emptiness,
The day midnight opened its door,
With me, this hollow has stayed, 
A symphony that has intermittently played.

Unshielded I was for this,
Halted it had me in my footsteps,
I walk like a...

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Shining sun searing, sizzling, my scorched skin.
Summer summons suddenly, stories set sometime ago
Stories shaped so astonishingly, some say shadowy specter
Silently satisfied I sit, savoring seasoned story-tellers
Steadily speaking so sweet.
Soliciting salacious, sarcastic stories
Some stories sassily satirical.
Searing...

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In this prison I now reside
Ready to put my fears aside
Shielded from all hurt and rejection
I hide inside my walls of protection
Inside this mass is a is my fearful soul
release me from its gripping hold
The...

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Father once told me
darkness is absence of light;
spaces void of sight.

Fall is marching near,
stealing the identity
of the oak and pine.

The leaves surrender,
responding to gravity;
strewn like scattered chords -

Individually,
specks of changing emotion
watching from below.

The tremulous night,
suspended...

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