"My things as you."
People as Friends and kettles?
"My things as you."
The witness deprived
Absorbent in deny
How in interchange
Are we spoken
Misleading waste
Papers as snakes
Only in cuisines
Last, hander of things
Gone in time
Decade of take
Sales of ink
And all town
How to announce
Tone?
And all are tow'n
Being towed in the time
Time of all Involved as microcosm In discussion from?
Fearing reprimand of ink as letters ?
Allowing incorrect Consistent sing
the blind justices repeal?
Confound surrender?
Your not printing the article
Your afraid of reading
And the "free" cost!
Remains are extensive
The times grow small inside of earths journals
My sistas
A good woman once prevailed
Yet as her eyes sight the abandonment vessel
Reluctant wrath hatred vision
Prometheus googles
Declare upon the abomination
This place the unaffected
Categories:
shipmasters, analogy, black african american,
Form: Free verse
MORNING SEA
Come sit and watch, the morning's coming on,
make this your beach, your life, for just a spell,
there's nothing like an ocean breaze at dawn
to bring the peace mere words can never tell.
Out by the helm, shipmasters watch the shore,
and dream of home as home is meant to be,
we only guess where they've been charted for,
another world beyond the morning sea.
The shrilling of the seagulls lonliness,
makes one to wonder, home is what they see.
But you and I must miss it all, I guess,
forgetting home is where one wants to be.
Come sit a while, and watch it disappear,
and we can only guess at what was here.
Categories:
shipmasters, lifehome, home, morning,
Form: Sonnet