Nature Metaphor Poems

BLACK DEFORESTATION

Like innocent trees rooted and growing
In a black social forest, we’re being chopped
down by roving lumberjack officers of the law,
as if we were arboreal-like...

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Beautifully she stood,
shadowing the pretty grass:
a sweet poised mushroom:-...

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The clouds are swirling in the wind,
Unique designs appear within.
An artist’s brush could be the air,
For many forms are found up there.

Look up there, it’s...

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TEXAS FLOODING WARS
(Apropos Of A Lesson Of Nature)

The flood waters came,
leaving lost lives washed away;
eyes flooded with tears:
Nature herself, warring with
collateral disaster:-

So many children
won’t be...

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Your smiles frozen over,
and you stand tall above the water
like an iceberg, so tall and elegant
in your presentation.

But surface-level trickery
can’t fool or satiate
my scuba diver
curiosity.

I...

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We dont have to use our voice to scream
Because a voice isn't just words
It's art, it's our presence, it's how we exist
It's being unapologetically black

Our...

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In The Waiting Womb Thereof
(Apropos Of Poetic Onement)

Thanks for being here with me
in the waiting time of the birthing 
flow from the poetic womb thereof:

We...

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Dropping Flowers, Blades Of Grass, And Us

Like flowers droop
but refuse to die
from the heat,
like tanned fields
subsumed in the struggle
to survive and keep
the flow of transpiration,
like...

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JERICHO AWAKENING

Deception has always been
A strategy and ally of injustice;
Veiling its ruthless deeds,
And shifting attention
From aged-old atrocities,
While living and percolating
Behind invisible Jericho walls:-

Let not the...

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In life’s wake
Are trailing memories,
Born from dreams
With life’s bow fixed
Toward an unseen horizon.
Willed by bold stroke,
The soul is set afloat
Down a river never traveled—
A river...

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There is a garden between my ribs,
A hidden place the world can't see.
It blooms in silence, softly lives,
A patch of green inside of me.

I never...

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I watched a leaf release its breath,
A golden sigh upon the air.
It tumbled softly into death,
A quiet dance without despair.

The wind, a gentle funeral song,
Caressed...

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Touching time, towering, vast
Time stands high in grand relief.
Layered stories  trace the past,
Etched in stone, stark and brief
As I wander through a layered cake...

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summer peaks are coming
cicadas are singing za, zi zi, zi...!

How many whispers of time,
flower, fire, rain, cold...
earthly dreams in cycles...!

New shoots on the earth,
renewal crying...

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Let me rest, 
For now I am tired of these quests.

What prize for me awaits?
Those hollow salutes and opened gates?

Or those meretricious praise that would...

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