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Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther Poem
When no one else is around
I AMUSE MYSELF while sitting down
And bring myself tons of joy when I pretend to be
A stand-up comedian amusing all my friends.
I amuse myself then.
Nothing else to do while sitting in the pews.
I might as well count my blessings, and
AMUSE myself while confessing.
When I'm sleeping I amuse
Myself with my nightmares as I'M screaming
Frighteningly amusing me.
I amuse myself with fun and jokes GALES of
Laughter thereafter. FUNNY patrols the halls
Of speckled jest. HA! I amuse myself at my
Own request.
When muscles are weak from laughters cause
I amuse myself with my APPLAUSE.
I create a funny story recite it to myself
And listen to my own glee.
I amuse myself with peals of SPASTIC
HILARITY. With tricks and folly it's all the
Same. I amuse myself with silly games
At the end of the day I'm amused by the moon
As it sits beneath its HALO laughing quietly
At me
HILARIOUSLY amusing me.
Copyright © Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther | Year Posted 2015
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Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther Poem
Lo and BEHOLD. I AM THE universe, parent to the GALAXIES. I am that BITTER UNFAMILIAR taste in your mouth. I am the LIGHT THAT BREAKS the DARKNESS. I am the coming of a new HORIZON. I AM THE KINDLED FIRE BLAZING BRIGHT. I AM THE TRIUMPH THAT REST WITH THE BLESSED. I AM EVERY WORD IN THE HOLY BOOKS.
THOUGH YOU think it's UNTRUE I am the mountains MAJESTY. I am THE JOY OF EVERY CHILD. I AM the rows of CROP AT the PEAK of HARVEST. I am the SOULS of the DEAD WANDERING to and fro. I AM THE SPIRITS IN the corners of the WORLD.
I AM THE UNABASHED FEARLESS LITTLE GIRL.
I AM THE BRAVERY IN ALL. I AM THE BLOOD that SPEWS carelessly. Though you may not BELIEVE, I AM THE WRATH OF THE GODS BEFORE THE HUMANS FALL. I AM THE SLAVE AT THEIR BECKONED CALL. I AM THAT MINUET CREATURE BURROWING WITHIN THE EARTH. I AM THE DESTINY OF ALL.
I AM THE SLUMBERING, THE STILL, THE SILENT COLD, HARSH WINDS BLOW, THE ANGRY AND THE UNRELENTING DOCTOR GONE MAD.
I AM THE MINORITY within the MAJORITY FEVERISH AND GLAD.
I AM THE ONE STANDING. AT the feet of TITANS JUST BEFORE BATTLE. I AM THE FORCE WITHIN AND WITHIN I REMAIN.
Copyright © Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther | Year Posted 2014
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Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther Poem
We are sound. Of mind and soul.
We are sound of earth and gold
We are sound.
We are sound, of constant grind
Fire and coal we are sound.
If GOD BE told, we are sound
Of strife and right
We are sound, of toil and might
Of fist and fight
We are sound
Of listless days and raging nights
We are sound.
Of blood and mud
We are sound
Of tattered shares and ragtag flair
We are sound.
Of guts and fury we are sound
Of grave yard fears, we are sound
This is the song of the renowned
Pound the ground we are sound.
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Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther Poem
Out CAME DUSK dark and new
The MOON had risen and took its simple form.
Round and round was BEAU.
Every HEAVENLY BODY I saw began to act on a silky screen.
At TWILIGHT HOUR came the THEME THE birth of a new star.
It took its PLACE among the MILKY WAY FAMILY.
EVERYTHING I had seen was of beauty, as it were a dream.
Every heavenly body within the milky way surrounded ME.
This is what I AM. Here is where I belong.
Now I HEAR the twinkle of a HARMONIOUS song.
The song is my own.
HERE IS WHERE I BELONG.
I AM THE STAR THAT WAS BORN.
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Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther Poem
There abated consumed lust
Dusting the shelf
Off from molding musk
Due to LOVELESS rust
Lovingly I trust do fuss
With heart felt musts
Relinquish all to love
Do send loving tidings
This one day
Come this way come to
Stay falling far for the
LANGUAGE OF POETRY
Postman' s bin bring SONG
In mailbox din
There be a word a name and such
Poems bring smooth MELLOW
Velvet days
Poems bring trustingly aromatic ways
Daisies when dew point peaks
Poems bring what poets muse
Is what poets speak of song
Consumes song of lives lived
By loving lust in beautifying
Surname mine abandoned rhyme
Dry as Potter's field
Tell me your consummation REVEAL
What you will affirmation with hands
Of steel
Where you live leaves wrestle at the
Base of trees lust for life reprieve
Alive and grieve
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Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther Poem
Sleep steals away my sight.
When I watch the stars at night.
I HEAR their screams at the break of
DAWN.
I release a silent YAWN. IT'S TIME I
Resign to frolic in the BREEZE. I
SENT myself to BREATHE splendor
Among the trees. Waiting as NIGHT
Held his breath and SLOWLY FELL.
FOR this spectacular SUPER NATURAL
SHOW, I WAITED THE DAY LONG.
FEVERISHLY EXCITED I SO
DELIGHTED IN knowing, and I began
To know how the moon continues to
GLOW. I wait for the wonderous
Secret of the stars, the twinkling
Stars against the BLACK VELVET
SKY. THE TWINKLING TREASURE I
SEE SMILING DOWN AT ME, IS WHAT
BEAUTY MUST BE.
I LOVE MY GOLDEN SUPER NATURAL
TREASURES, EXQUISITE. NOTHING
SHALL PREVENT MY VISITS
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Of nice
Of growing
Of grass and knowing
Of trees and green things
Of TRESSES that flow.
Of knowledge that's both of wisdom and growth
That some existances are known of wisdom are meant for the mind and
Other KNOWING was meant for a different kind. There is a knowing we
Do not understand.
Being of feeling
Being of KINGS when
Being is knowing
Being is being is being
Being have more than meaning
Being is thinking
Real thinking is linked in to those who have light of life is right.
Being is beginning LOOK THERE beginning has begun. Of clear CONSCIOUSNESS.
FOCUS ON ONE.
Open books have knowledge. Open the mind obtain wisdom.
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Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther Poem
First there is the bud
And when it ripens the scent
Sends you ecstasy
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Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther Poem
Every little simple minute
Seems so much more.
As though it has designs
Within it present from before
When we were tiny dots our
Selves, BEARLY in existence
Favored on the wish list.
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Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther Poem
If it were not for you I would
live carelessly unashamed
But instead I live carefully
Unabashed unafraid unrestricted
Unrestrained ambushed by
Ambushed by memories I thought
I had forgotten so sorrowfully for
Me to be on bended knees
Begging for forgiveness
Breathlessly starving for your
Affections stop this dizzying
Dance and surrender I care for
No other attraction but you
Arouse my feelings of content
You're the pleasant pressure I
Swoon in
No mild adjustment no other you
I trust in for today is yours your
Ecstacy your dreams uncried tears
No wretched memories come
Afoot I'm pouring my heart out to
You so I think you should know my
Heart beats just for you
There i have confessed my whole
Soul to you that look those eyes
That angelic face my craze for you
Copyright © Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther | Year Posted 2023
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