Repetition Poems

A Well Paid Collapse

The alarm clock sounds off to the tune of Neil Young’s, There’s a World. 
A place that is non-existent in today’s life of a constant upwhirl. 
Our dreams and aspirations are put to the side.  
To get ready for the day of demands and haste for pride. 
We enter our vehicles to begin a

Insightful Praise of a Pretty Little Liar

Chiaroscuro ballerina,
Rond de jambe in chaînés
Jeté, jeté
Grand jeté

Mariana Victoria,
Your Seiren eyes speak in
Adamantine lies
Forbidden apple gates

Amina Afrikana,
Runes enjambed in chains
Adamantly denying
Grand opries

Bloomeria guro,
Your six-petaled cries sing
"Beaujolais, beaujolais!"
Forbidden pomegranates

Chains On The Gate

Each day is the same; we all sit here and wait,
listening for the sound of the chains on the gate.
You see, that’s our signal; that’s our cue;
that’s how we know what we're to do.
We all soon learn what each sound is for,
even before someone's open the door.
We get excited when the laundry is clean,
the high

It all dpends

I know you can groove
but I wanna see you
dance
i wanna see you dance
I wanna see you dance
Dance
Dance
Dance for me.....
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It all depends
and those who
so evers
and whats going on
and who's deemed clever
taken in account to
the calender
your plans and mine
and to what
each prefers
it al depends
it all depends

Giving consideration
to your cumstance
I'm opened to agreeing
dancers need preparation
lyrics need beleiving
it all

FlipFlop

You make me happy/
You make me sad.
You treat me like a queen/
You hurt me bad.
You want me to stay/
You tell me to leave.
You say you trust me/
You don't believe me.
You're caring and sweet/
You're cruel and degrading.
See,I'm on my feet/
Now feel my love fading.

Rowing Through The Pain

Rowing Through The Pain

Row, Row, Row your boat gently down the stream
Merrily, Merrily, Merrily, Merrily life is but a dream

Row, Row, Row your boat why can’t I scream
Merrily, Merrily, Merrily, Merrily perfections not how it seems

Row, Row, Row your boat forever never ends
Merrily, Merrily, Merrily, Merrily my pain never mends

Over, Over, Over again until I

Beneath the Iron Veil

Echoes of the holy grace, for this place,
Endless woe of devolution,
Forever entice, your grace,
The moon is your solution. 

Confined in this space, of endless grace,
Under the moonlight, it is illusion,
Illusion of woe, forever retrace,
It is all persuasion, or is it union?

Shadows creep, where darkness breeds,
A symphony of sorrows, never-ending,
Lost souls wander, planting crushed seeds,
A tale,

AN UNMOCKED ALLEGORY

         AN UNMOCKED ALLEGORY
(A Message In And For Each Day Of Ourstory)
 
Granny said that all things have a seed
and that every seed produces its own
thing to be reaped:  good or bad:-
 
At the time, it was hers and the bible study
lesson to be taught and

Repetition

Once is never quite enough,  
Once again feels more like trust.  
Once more, close to sure—  
Eat, has eaten, ate, will eat—  
Breath itself repeats,  
A ritual done compulsively,  
Yet never fully satisfied.  

Like tasting twice, the second time charms,  
Knowledge grows through shifting views,  
Education’s

Who is right and who is wrong

Somewhere, a poem exists in our minds about love, life, politics, natural disasters, religion, and contentious issues.  

Suddenly, political uprisings and wars emerge, with ISIS and figures like Donald Trump acting as modern crusaders.  

Here we are, as citizens, once more feeling disheartened, striving to discover beauty in life amidst chaos, seeking a

AN UNMOCKED ALLEGORICAL FLASHBACK

AN UNMOCKED ALLEGORICAL FLASHBACK


When we were young and growing up,
Granny said that all things have a seed,
And that every seed produces its own
Things to be reaped: good or bad:-


At the time, it was hers and the bible study
Lesson to be taught and remembered; however,
At that time, I didn’t get the full allegorical meaning
Of what she

Our roots

It can be coily it can be straight 
It can be parted many ways
It can be texturized or revitalized 
Our hair is reversible 

Cultural, unique, a symbol of power
You can braid it up, twist it up, loc it up 
But you cant mess it up!

Cycles and routines

Cycles and routines
create a loop
it can be positive or negative 
the loop that is never ending 

You can be stuck in a cycle of
progression or degression
seasons they never end
thats just how the loop
Begins.

Again

enslaved to the cyclical void,
abused, confused, and paranoid
of that endless—(somber schema)—
cyclical void, enslaved to the?

sheer gravity and that friendless
somber schema.—Of that endless
wicked, whirling, said wanton wheel
and that friendless, sheer gravity

of motion which sent atwirling
said wanton wheel, wicked, whirling,
hurtling through hell? a meager twitch
sent atwirling of motion which

shook all things fused.—And all this spell:
a meager twitch,

Looking Forward Too

In the rush to satisfy
                                     one must think of himself
         

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