Short Word Of Mouth Poems
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with paw fruits of sizes
purchased at birth for nothing
thrown on the chest by word of mouth
young, ripe, old they are
but a taboo for adult diet
love is the source of intercourse,
between some mayhap, half relations,
word of mouth does perchance force,
wells break of direst fine stagnation:)
Don Johnson
Don't you just hate it
when you dig a spectacular hole
only to realize that you can't get out?
What's worse is when you
advertise the event, before having practiced,
and now the whole town is here simply by word of mouth.
My ear is connected to,
But not limited to my art.
What I hear about my work
Will have an effect on my heart.
My heart is reflected by,
But not just shown by word of mouth.
My fingers display my soul
And raises my mind from the south.
The Gathites had heard about
King David by word of mouth
Then in song and dance
King Achish’s servants
Sang of Saul and David’s downing thousands
It was fear that King David bled
He acted the fool instead
Insane and inane he did pretend
And King Achish said
“Do I lack madmen?”
Deep South
Word of mouth
The town had so much hate
Today’s world can relate
Separation
Black Man’s nightmare
All about fear
Tormented
Name calling
Woes
Blood that flows
The idea of being a minority
True reality
Just to survive
Attempting stride
No trust
Town of a past
Freedom at last
Shady Point
Didn’t inspire me
No dignity and honor
South scent
North went
They unlock the chains from their hands and feet but not the mind.
Laws with no reason walk the thin line.
Physically able but mentally enslaved.
Brake down emotionally is taken to the grave.
The white man speaks of the burning cross in the South.
Run away to freedom, is only word of mouth.
Free from what; cotton fields and house slaves?
Sign freedom papers but you’re still called “a slave”.
Hand-me-down myths,
like ancient monoliths,
clan's fondest memories
by nostalgia embellished;
larger-than-life sagas,
truer-than-truth legends,
hyperbolic narrations
of happy exaggerations;
that's ancestral history,
coloring one's genealogy,
seeping, coursing down
bloodlines, tribal milestones,
its gravitational whirl stirs
generations' imagination,
east, west, north, south
through word of mouth!
The glossy acrylic smell of new editions
is cordite to my nose,
an explosive mixture of - need to know.
I finger trawl over dust covers
mindreading unread masterpieces.
Movies ransacked many of these novels,
hearsay and word of mouth
account for aisles
of open secrets and
commonly revealed revelations.
I should obtain a dozen or so acclaimed sagas,
display them on a prominent shelf –
because, well, one really ought to,
or maybe just read last chapters,
if not too long.