Word of the Day Poem 16:
Etiolate
Each time I see the
etiolated faces of reporters
and their
washed out bleached hair
lining black roots along their scalps
smiling while lying
through their teeth
about my people
and my land
and my neighborhood
and my life
i cringe at the thought
of turning an eye
an ear
a critical mind
to their words
and still
still
it amazes me
every
single
time
i wake
that nothing
has really changed
and hope, like love
like hate
like time
like mine
like them
like side
will always be
simply
a 4 letter word
and my passions
like my words
would be better heard
by my ancestors
who've been dust longer
than In God We Trust
has been on dollar bills
that pay for the destruction
of the country of my fathers blood
i know that optimism
is not enough
in a world where
etiolated thoughts brainwash
lost children
into thinking
that stunted growth
that being made pale and sickly
that settling
is better than
not living at all
but i'd rather be free in heaven
than be subjected to a cage
or a bleached out wall
of lies and blind following
so give me my space
to close my eyes
and day dream
of having my feet planted flat
on the earth that is mine
but was taken from me
rich in reds and browns and golds
to give me the courage
to be bold enough
to continue on.............
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Word of the day Poem 17:
Invidious
Invidious
feelings turn in my gut
like tsunamis turning
grains of sand into
the skin of those running
for cover
I am no different
My feelings are human
like any other
And I
I try to suppress
the green burn
but its eyes are bright
powerful
burning holes
through the skin of my
eye lids
as i try to close
it out
try to
wish it away
Envy
washes over
me
in waves
like drowning
and i can't breathe
without taking in
gulping gallons of jealousy
I can't breathe
without becoming
overwhelmed
with feelings of need
I can't breathe
while the red of my dna
turns green
and captures all the good in me
Invidious am I
Even though I try
to be grateful for
the things I already have.
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Word of the Day Poem 18:
Ken
If I close my eyes
as tight as the slit
lips of fish
I can almost
witness the memory
of your smile
when I did something to make you happy
I live with the knowledge
that we worked so hard
against the tide of
each other
even though we were made
of the same calm waters
Your smile stays with me
even though I can hardly remember
the sound of your voice
The shade of your hair
as you aged now sits
upon my head turning
darker, as yours did
as you got older
and soon, sprinkles
of gray and white will dance
along these blackened curls
If I close my eyes
tight like vaults
holding jewels
I can smell the leather
of your jacket in the cold
of winter and the strong musky
sweetness of your cologne
I live in my understanding
of who you were before
I was born;
a dreamer wanting
to be loved and live
on the land of his birth
I remember you
and your strong hands
cupping my small round cheeks
as I cried
I remember you
and you calling me Amouni
when I was your little girl
and could do no wrong
I remember you
and our heated fights
wanting to leave and never
return
I remember you
as I close my eyes, holding on to
the vision of moments
shared, where we sat
on the board walk
by the water and spoke
as if we had all the time
in the world.
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World of the Day Poem 19:
Albatross
You move through me
Webbed feet
clutching at my
heart strings
whipping me
around
like a rag doll
flipping
from a child's fingers
You move through me
Albatross feelings
guiding my hands
to remove
love from
my chest
for you
no more of a problem
than the desire
you lack
no more of a problem
You move through me
no longer
a burden
a feeling so distant
like the shadow
pain of a lost limb
gone forever
but never forgotten
You move through me
and I am no longer
chained to
the storm
you bring
for i am removed
and smiling
at the loss.
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Word of the day Poem 20:
Coruscate
Eyes flutter
sharp
fast
rapid
like the shutter
of a camera
ready to set off
a flash
taking in
bright
rays
Lights
Action
Satisfaction
Like the memory
of laying in the grass
by your side
hoping to repeat
those thoughts
when I close
my eyes
Galaxies full
of dreams
and wishes
If we only knew
how many
millions of years ago
they burned out
and died
maybe we'd save our
breath and
glittering eyes
on prayer
Layer by layer
I wait for
sunshine
maybe my time
to burn that bright
will come
But until then
I'll bask in beautiful
deadly rays
and let sweaty dreams
catch me in
a wishing haze.
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Word of the day Poem 21:
Munificent
Wrapped around
my heart
your love
munificent
like the hand
of a kind
stranger
not of my womb
but of my motherly
affection
you are like
you are mine
and we know
this unspoken bond
will only get stronger
You asked me
once, twice
to be your mother
but I am more than that
and content
with waiting
until life
grows in me
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Word of the day Poem 22:
Odium
Odium
coarse
like brillo
eating at my
veins
injecting
itself
vile
like poison
hitting the bits and pieces
of my being
as i watch
the careless sheep
mill about
stupidly
absentmindedly
as if they
are the only
one's that matter
in this world
and i watch
seething
loathing
and hoping
they all wash away
in a storm
far away
from me.
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Word of the day Poem:23
Exigency
Exigency plagues my heart
so deeply that
now my ears
are hushed
in a constant rush
like being
submerged
head first
into the salty sea
and all I see
is
RED
RED
RED
and wish for them
to bleed
and be dead
Tension rising
riding high
inside
like tsunami
tides
and my soul
can't take the
friction
squeezing the muscles
in my fists
because all I can do is
raise my tiny wrists
in pseudo protest
that doesn't do
a fucking thing
anyway
And today
like so many others
I watch them walk
sisters, fathers, mothers, brothers
oblivious
to the lies and hypocrisies
that seem so very clear to me
and I feel like I'm the only one
who truly
sees
and I fear going
completely insane
because the truth
is boiling my brain
and if i give in to the
rage inside
everyone one of them
better run and hide
because the fire
burning deep in me
will wash over them in threes
and I won't hold back from
this aerial attack
Now that silence is
falling deep deep inside
the hush
rush of blood
is all i hear at night
and I watch them still
as I hold my breath
I watch them still
wishing their death
because they've killed
everything and everyone
and taken my land
and I am left gutted
because of these sins of man
Left gutted with only
rage
hate
fire
and the need
to purge the earth of their disease
Exigency
be with me tonight
and hope to God
you're not in my sight.
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Word of the day Poem 24:
Buss
My heart beats faster
heat increasing
breath caught in my throat
small beads of sweat forming
on the back of my neck
as you stand behind me
watching but never
touching
as i day dream
about your
lips touching mine
even in passing
an accidental
tap
a buss
like the slide
of our cheeks
against one another
in the embrace of our hugs
i wait
watch
think
so lost
in my mind
in my desire to
to lock lips
and arms and hands
with you.
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Word of the day Poem 25:
Pejorative
There is a special place for you
Hypocrite
Liar
Deceiver
Neither a
Heaven
nor
Hell
But a place where
you are fed back
a full spoon
of the bullshit
you fed others during your life
Amazes me how you walk through
the world, dismissing others at your will
knowing nothing of what situations hold
not caring
to know either
Special places for you
will hold you
pejoratively
like you hold your
victims
under your thumb
Don't want to contact those
who stand up to your
disgusting servings?
Fine
By
Me
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Word of the day Poem 26:
Avoirdupois
Avoirdupois
feelings hit my heart
so heavy
sometimes
that my arteries throb
chilling my blood
to be slow like honey
caught in time
by chance and weight and mine own
raspy winding mind
I scratch at it
until the dermis of it's fleshy self
bleeds
until lines tracing back to
the beginning
I try so hard to be light
starving my insides
But there is nothing but
heavy, heady, heart ache
Too much to handle
when in this world
I'm expected to simply do
but to never exist
I am avoirdupois
as I am green inside
turning slowly into envy's eyes
since it seems there is no
way to be satisfied...
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Word of the day Poem 27:
Venerate
For you
my love runs deep
like the veins
running deep below
the ocean floors
a love so
deep
respect flows free
from my finger
tips
to yours
you move me
deep in my soul
a ravenous
love like birthing
nations
through the
tiny walls of
my womb
For you
my love runs
through valleys
through waves
through desserts
through pain
For you
my sister
reverence is
synonymous
with my love
for you.
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