Short Meekest Poems

Is the starlight that we see
just remnants
of where it use to be
The light that
with honour given
hangs from her meekest eyelash
stealing every shadow...

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Mortality



Morning snowfall brings his
Moist eyes one last hurrah.
Moon-flowers and blue jays,
Meandering in step.
Malignancy strides moan
Meekest as his saviors
Mourn before it all melts.

4/19/17...

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What is this race I am in?
Struggling towards destruction
Must I break everything?
Mind, body, soul

Blind strangers stare at me,
Pointing to endless roads
Map of sorrows and delights
Selling the secrets to grounded flights.

With conscience Blindfolded,
I sell my soul
To kill the meekest pure soul....

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Created to please.
I can't do nothin else. But serve
God's meekest and weakest first.
The others can wait.
And why not?
I let the last lead, for they know
how to find water in the desert.
They know that life is sustained
and maintained through the moisture
of the woman. I AM
that river of which the negro speaks....

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Aye, the written word!
Dearly, my dearest friend
Bestow the meekest with thy power
Liberate thy most ignorant follower
And then to them
Make thee, great men

Aye, touché
To wisdom, to wit, to script
Tongue also sharp and dreadfully quick
But thus a pen mightier and ever brave
With one bold stroke, swift of quill
The most ardent of cynics, shall be swayed...

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Aye, the written word
Dearly, my dearest friend
Bestow the meekest with thy power
Liberate thy most ignorant follower
And then to them
Make thee, great men

Aye, touché
To wisdom, to wit, to script
Tongue also sharp and dreadfully quick
But thus a pen mightier and ever brave
With one bold stroke, swift of the quill
The most ardent of cynics, alas to be swayed...

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The shadow stood in daylights glare
and raised its face to the air
brothers sheltered in meekest corner
or under rock unturned
some dissolved in misty puddle
but others watched in wonder
as sunlight turned asunder
and beams recoiled from his form
Shadow hands joined
and myriads of shapeless born
raised eyes skyward
there thirst to see the morn
The shadows of the never gone...

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The lowest mountain in the Sinai
  a mountain cloaked in humility
unassuming, meek, of no particular prestige
  no fortress strong in times of siege

No high peak on which to stand
  no platform from which to view the sand
Little more than a glorified hill
  a mountain with neither ego nor will

Yet on its top God spoke to the world
  though of all men, only Moses heard
The meekest, most humble man who ever lived
  To him, God chose His Torah to give...

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In this love that shone
Shone like the birth of the sun
At the darkest hour of the night 
To penetrate the deepest part
Of the meekest soul

In this love then true
Brought the fetters
That impounded both heart and soul
Of the earth's most truest man

This very love
Has detour to a dark cloud
And has become a piercing spear
That had me shattered
In fragment that can't be heal
No! Not with any mortal balm.

     ©Michael Edison
      18:07pm
      30/5/2016...

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