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ELEGY FOR AN ISLAND…….

ELEGY FOR AN ISLAND…….

ELEGY FOR AN ISLAND. FOR FIDEL.  FOR THE HISTORY WHICH WILL VINDICATE YOU. FAITHFUL SERVANT OF THE PEOPLE, WE MOURN FOR YOU……   Must you go into the breach again my brothers? Must you sail on such a ship that shudders, a ship that others deride. A ship that reeks of wine and debauchery? Once upon a time the sugarcane fields rustled with snakes like mice and men with guns and hungry bellies, crawled silently swallowed up under the canopy…

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NIGHTMARES, MENOPAUSE AND INDIGESTION.

NIGHTMARES, MENOPAUSE AND INDIGESTION.

  They came at around two in the morning, Bridled and supreme, Black, glittering, so certain of themselves. They climbed on and rode me as if I too was a horse. How they rode me.  I thrashed and gurgled I garbled, no shining rescuer came, They rode me, on and on they made my sleep a dark fury Elevated in time and space I had no control, completely yielded. They were cocky and dropped my bridle as they rode me…

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IT IS GOOD TO BE ALIVE…….TODAY

IT IS GOOD TO BE ALIVE…….TODAY

Today I will tremble because I am in love with living. It is good to be alive. I will also bend in awe because I am grateful. I can bend.   When I speak I will make sonnets in praise of nature and its manifestations and respect the sun and all the waters on the earth, They are not mine to trifle with. I won’t always smile, but know that I have joy within despite my pains. I am alive,…

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CHANGES

CHANGES

The next day, according to the clock, All the people returned to their spots and declared that they had a good night sleep. They also thought that they were on to a new day. But, it was the same day that they had separated with their eyes when they blinked. Illusion? Change? The people are still asking, “well where am I?” they all scream “is this another day or am I in flux?” They decide to sit down to breakfast…

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Eternal Woman.

Eternal Woman.

THE ETERNAL WOMAN. Mother is dead so mother says mother is buried undertaker did mother is not in her room I see mother everywhere especially when I sleep. mother is not dead she escaped into me. lmh 7/31/2015 THE MISUNDERSTOOD WOMAN. I saw you I loved you I got to know you I disliked you I understood you loved you more love you always doomed to love you? I understand you     lmh. 801/15    

DYING FOR YOU, I AM…..

DYING FOR YOU, I AM…..

I am dying slowly just to give myself a chance to hold you Even once, Even once I want to hold you, darling even once. To touch you, your skin, your hair your face Let me embrace you I am dying slowly for you, for you my darling. Like a swan I sing my song, I want to hold you Even once, can I embrace you? I’ve lived for you I watched you bloom only to lose control of you…

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UNBOWED.

UNBOWED.

Regardless of the infarction you say she is guilty Where were you when she committed them? And why didn’t you squeal then? Are you just going along with what seems popular to spout? You too need to be properly aligned… follow the trend  and you will be politically correct. or is it that you want to sound as if you are in the know. the plantation gates were flung open, every man for himself. “The heights of great men reached…

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YOUR STRONG BLACK BODY LIKE A PIANO.

YOUR STRONG BLACK BODY LIKE A PIANO.

There you are Here I am. We look at each other not quite knowing what to do. I am barely breathing, your eyes crawl over me and I feel my skin tighten the melody starts in my head, I smell you, pungent roses from my mother’s garden. My fingers twitch and my fists curl gently We touch, I touch, you respond I am your lady Paganini, Rhapsody is what they call it Embrace me lest our love escapes to run all…

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