From nowhere to somewhere
undefined to infinity comes son of soil
that makes something out of nothing.
There comes a black giant that spread it's wings to save a black nation.
Black blacky, you are black
From the beginning, in the middle and you are forever black.
Come go heavy abnormal rains, marshals black blacky.
Come strike shinny sun, beautifies glittering black blacky.
Black blacky you are black
More than a coal, more than the midnight
You are indeed black.
Black blacky rise and show them that
you are dynamic in structure and you are most beautiful without white.
Black blacky you are beautiful
You are naturally prominent and you are beautiful when you are black by black
Categories:
marshals, appreciation, beauty, nature,
Form: Rhyme
...He fell to the snow, choking his last breath,
Dalton watched despite his own fading strength,
Barnes dismounted and walked over to him,
said, “I see that you have found Miller then.”
Dalton just nodded. “They children they had,
I set them free, and they are running west.
You have to find them and help them get back,
they all are so young…weather’s not the best.”
Barnes nodded and said, “We will go get them
once we get you hauled up, onto a horse.”
Dalton shook his head, whispered, “It’s too late,
there’s nothing you can do for me anymore.”
With that he slumped back onto the cold ground,
the rattling growing loud in his chest,
both the marshals frowned, and tool of their hats,
as Dalton went limp with his final breath.
They told all the people of what he did,
and the tale went around for a while,
even though he never got his revenge,
Dalton still managed to die with a smile.
Categories:
marshals, abuse, angel, children, dark,
Form: Cowboy Poetry
When you hear
the war drums banging,
sense the bloodlust
running high
Set your eyes
upon the heavens
Your salvation
draweth nigh
For the world
has been turned over
and the bugs
and worms are loose
And your enemy
fights harder
'cause he's headed
towards a noose
As he marshals
all his angels,
wreaking havoc
'cross the land
To the last
he proves defiant
as he takes his
final stand
He has lost
his share of battles
Yet he thinks
he'll win the war
But the Winner
was decided
at the cross
forevermore
Give no place
unto the devil
Do not fear
a beaten foe
Just remember
Who has saved you
from the fires
down below
© Mike Wise
8-9-23
Categories:
marshals, faith, god, hope, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Wait until Dark
My womans gone down town
Crossed over the tracks
In the arms of Bourbon Jack
I aint taking her back
Theres no room in my game
I dont feel no shame
Il wait until dark.
Shes lost to me now
On the bad side of town
With a back alley Tomcat
Treats her Man like a clown
Theres no room in my heart
For a Jack Daniels tart
Il wait until dark.
I'll go get my gun
I'll load it for two
There'll be a hole in Her heart
The night breeze will blow through
She'll drop and bleed in the sand
But wont understand
Shes two timed Her Man
Im on the run, they got prints off the gun
Just near the state line Ive run out of time
Marshals on my game I done feel no pain
But a burn in my Heart
And its gotten so dark
A burn in my heart
Its just gotten dark.
Categories:
marshals, jealousy,
Form: Ballad
Flanked by four marshals, Ruby walked to school.
She was called names
yet she walked
and walked
tall
for
many
black children
who have a dream
to walk wherever, without four marshals.
2/25/2021
Categories:
marshals, america, discrimination, race,
Form: Tetractys
We drove all day on dusty roads to Xian
in the Shaanxi province
to see the clay men.
The army is deployed in large archaeological pits.
Our guide, a Chinese beauty, marshals us from the front
like any good general.
Her voice is a dulcet lagoon
in this desiccated place.
We all notice that her silk cheongsam
clings to her embroidered,
peach of a bottom.
The arsenic-poisoned emperor died as mad as a hatter,
believing a metalloid would grant him endless life.
It`s difficult to tell if his megalomania arrived
before his craziness, or after
but they buried him deep where insanity is timeless.
As we file out, I look back.
The clay spear carriers
the foot soldiers, the dusty officers
even the horses,
all of them seem to be stifling smirks -
their eyes latched upon
a heavenly peach, no doubt.
Categories:
marshals, poetry,
Form: Blank verse
'I lay here on the ocean floor, broken castle by the shore'
I have an earthquake on my mind
apparently the kind only I can hear
As I borrow phrases from The Used, the band my muse
indulge my frantic, unconventional thoughts
bleeding ink at my own cost
Me, there's lyrics to sketch and thoughts to put at ease
but there is only the ground to catch me
as I trust fall from heights air marshals can't save me from
Over the course of these recent trying weeks
my trust has been failing me
Like condensation on a summer day, I'm slipping through the cracks of life
calling for support upon deaf ears
hoping they wouldn't turn a blind eye
yet with muted breath I am left to doom
a sword to open wound
Rain persuades me comfort still it doesn't chase away
the haunting memories flashing before my eyes
subconsciously forcing words of suicide to part my lips
asking to be dead absent the meaning yet the actions persist
I need help, assistance, to know the cause of my affliction
but I don't know how, I'm just too proud
Proud, out of all my insanity
it's the one word clear, one more wish
I hope that I, I make you proud
Categories:
marshals, nonsense,
Form: Free verse
A weapon based affiliation is neither a cat cavern or a divided field. Marshals could be described as marshmallows as they are often rounded mush balls. Often a cape is found staring at a calender in a midday glaze. But guidance from sandstorms glow in minds. Entering like breadsticks. Forcibly correcting wrongs in specifies locations globally. Wisdom is not held in a button or a shoe lace. And lacrosse is an extremely busy explosive experiment when attempted by nine foot rabbits. How wonderful it is to sit by a plumage which is radiating. Undirected individual skylights of assorted colours and hue. Adjusting with the many lights. Across all regions but where to put a sparrow is the question for a branch. Perched placed pecking. And one must always admire the flowing of elephant steps. How quite quickly they assemble and move. Latter day layers then. No hahahaha actually for the fractions of house us segmented. Jalapeño halogen bulbs. Xxxx terminology xxxx tripods. *** gravitational gravitation xxxx
Categories:
marshals, animal,
Form: I do not know?
written:may/30/2009
You must go,yes!
Go against slumber,
When even early birds ignore worms,
But the falling thorns purnish gurus
As the roaming anti-mother blanket kills faint gurulings.
Here we march marshals,
Along grumbling swift paces,we shall!
Walking-yarn appetises expectations,
Since many paths leads to the road.
Diverging to coverge,we must!
As swarming of the apocalyptic plague of the book,
Brushing along all along that belongs,
Into the shipping tower,we all plunge.
Now blinking sea-eyes of a naked mind,
All beholding spoons for a bloodless war.
Its too late to retrieve and hot to hold.
An often dreaded monster you face,
Must in "Government call" retire.
Yes! warm to hum,
like a soldier into war,
triumphant but not victorious.
When asked why? we say,
this is the ROAD TO FSLT.
BY:TUTUOLA MICHAEL
Categories:
marshals, art, depression, retirement, war,
Form: Narrative
SILENCE!! The sea screams with rampage
The air combating with feaces and garbage
The sound of beasts rattling like victory over carnage
What a world, so sooty the atmosphere with great rage
Where am I? I could hear the voices of silence
The shores so deserted, dressing like imaging of great tense
The argument between the trees was the only scenery with real sense
I was in a world ready to devour me with her pretense
My mind ran so fast to overcome this anonymous mistake
My body automatically became a member of field marshals, planning an escape
My archaic shoes began to imitate the awesome speed of the cheetah's display
But the world was so smart to counter my reactions and leave me dismay
Suddenly, my emotions were welcomed with a strange but familiar noise
The sound jumped into my bereft brain and identified these words
W-A-K-E U-P!!! It was the exalting salutation of my mother's voice
Was this a dream? My mind unrest with the possible certainty of this invoice
Categories:
marshals, adventure, mystery, world, sound,
Form: Free verse
Marshals oh so loud
And massive in their stacking
Make the Rock Stars proud.
deborah burch©2011
Form: senryu
Posted:3/14/2012
Categories:
marshals, music,
Form: Senryu
She never dismisses with facile labels
differing points of view,
and she's habitually skeptical
about neat, precooked data
from the prosecution or defense
who lie professionally
through their yellowed teeth,
and disdains
the prepackaged responses
from untruthful, but well-rehearsed witnesses;
and she never pampers attendant sentiments
as she marshals objective information
to buttress
her every decision.
Categories:
marshals, people, political, work,
Form: Free verse
Happy Valentine
Love believers,
Love eaters, and love consumers in general,
Love lords,
Love THIRD WORLD,
Love soldiers, and
Love Marshals and Generals.
Happy Valentine
Wo-Men kind,
Who hates men,
Who hates women,
Who loves love, and who hates love
Happy Valentine
Who entered the SOUL MARKET,
The SOUL MALL,
The SOUL SMALL BUSINESS, and
Who missed it for any reason.
Happy Valentine
Moon,
Sun,
Planet earth, and
The forgotten continents.
Happy Valentine
My Valentine who does not exist
Only in my mind.
Happy Valentine
Who is planning for a gift,
Who has it
And who still thinking
About his or her pride.
Happy Valentine
Fertile women,
Pregnant women,
And who is unique and an exception.
Happy Valentine
America.
Happy Valentine
Eileen.
This is what I can offer.
This is my Valentine gift.
Categories:
marshals, art, imagination, inspirational, love,
Form: Free verse