The stream (all workshops)
torch twist
focus on the edges
voices a grey sliver whisper
straddling oceans of quiet
indifference
apart by songs
discordant
fingerprints
on the dust glean
you sigh
i wish
that like snowflakes
we could
be closer
then
a million twins
Forewarning
Shadowed talons reaching for the basement
trapped by pale politicos above
southern culture lost to cold indifference
strangles the hypocrisy of love
clinging to society is fruitless
when savagery’s accepted as the norm
black and white are shades completely empty
and little children grow to fit the form
save for the pardonable,
leopard spots
forever inclined
knit over the dole
peregrine blanch
at speeds deduction,
why tell tales
processions metallic
into cumber cloud crashed
velocity's vapour, i?
I'll carry on till i can …..or till they carry me away …..
Time and tide wait
for no man
ME or not ...for who else it can
Sitting here on a coach
I am going back home
Wonder if it will be the same
Carrying my thoughts true
Memories pas by each moment
Green pastures on the other side
Small roads holding me
I use to live around here
What is home now?
Years have flowed on
Home has drifted away
A place to be that’s me
The arms that held me
They seem distant now
Who holds my ways
Where is the truth I ask
Everyday passing by
Going tik tok
Playing face, telling lies
Give mock
Never coming near don't
Ring ring
Don't knock
Once walking in old Baltimore
Heart-free, soul-filled with glee
I saw a Baltimorean
was looking back at me
Now I was eight and very shy
and he was no mud digger
and so I smiled, but he poked out
his tongue and named me Nigger
I saw no more of Baltimore
from then until December
of all the things that happened here
that's all I remember
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INCIDENT by Countee Cullen
Under the scorching heat
of the Texan sun,
there're heroes and bandits
with loaded guns...
One group enforces the law
the other are troublemakers
but the guns that they draw
marks them as equal warriors
Facing one another
with the western spirit
refusing to surrender,
in battle they meet
Merciless bullets flying,
shooting guns smoking.
The intensity is growing,
one by one, warriors are dying
Until at last,
only two stand,
the sheriff
and a cruel man
I've seen shadows erase rainbows
and raindrops drowned the sun,
I've even seen the blues overwhelm the day;
occasionally, what's what comes strange
and sorrow morphs into fun,
then, children crave schoolwork, instead of play!
Sometimes it can be troublesome
wiping up the messy tears,
it's confusing when they continually return!
I've learned to swing at life's curveballs,
and seen laughter sprout from fears,
then, drawn a blank seeing clues I can't discern.
Hidden layers of meaning,
completely permeate The Word;
they’re found by spiritual eyes
and a desire for absolute Truth-
to overcome the enemy’s lies.
Take time to study the Bible
and its many, divine precepts.
Embrace them with your heart;
learn lessons from others’ pain;
keep life from falling apart.
Be led by the true Love,
behind the scarlet thread;
for God identifies His own,
by the principles found…
in the Scriptures alone.
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