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Poems - Wipe this blood off of my face
| | Wipe this blood off of my faceby John
"Karma is a hippy song"
I sat with the Old Man atop a rocky mountain gazing across the land
he held all the trees the streams a horizon of green / in his hands
"when you’re young only the ignorant die"
jump!
flap Iccarus wings
become one with the sun
& rise the next day
I know where you’re going
I’ve seen where you’ve been
you’re destined to crash and fall
until you see the rhythms flowing within …
"Listen to my story son,"
I walked beneath ancient midnight
sunlight
reflecting off a new moon
as shadows obscured my way,
I closed my eyes,
focused pupils
dilated
on the footsteps
beneath my weight…
not once did I fall
but I missed meeting my brother
because it took me seventeen years to go home.
As a child I splashed in the sea water
of Monterey Bay
Junior high History showed
I was causing Tsunamis in Japan.
At 25 I waved away a beggar prostrate / on a steam grate
as Sierra Leone guerillas amputated the hands / lips
of another teacher
all in the name of rebellion
a butterfly flapped wings
winking iridescent eyes
and a tree fell in Kansas…
"everyone heard it"
when a fourth grade teacher called her student / stupid
and five years later the freshman shot his principal
I cursed below my breath
as a woman drove 55 in the fast lane
so a man 2000 miles away cracked a chair across his wife’s back,
11 years later their daughter threw my words back at me
in the shape of a cup
the bruise it left was crescent
red then purple then green
I ignored a poets words
and false prophets lit up the morning Ugandan sky…
"an old book told me
only when all roads close before you will a new path show you the way"
& I saw the way
I know the way
the way is to enjoy today
the day is the journey
the journey is now
now is all that matters
but the world is not chaos
so I kiss her lips & Ethiopia flares
I slip a hand across her back & 6 fire fighters burn
I drop our clothes to the floor & a hand gun rings out
as I plunge two fingers inside her / the earth warms a degree
I hold a nipple between clenched teeth & a death row mourns
as we lay sleeping amid the sweet scent of sex / tiny earthquakes rumble between us
The World is not Chaos Chaos Chaos
in the dark I placed copper pennies upon her eye lids
as I cried:
"Mama, put my guns in the ground
I don't need them anymore.
long black train is comin' round"
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Its pretty intense,
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by spacebar on Tuesday, June 27, 2006 (10:49:18) |
Its pretty intense, but not working eveywhere.
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i love this, and tha
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by likedreamersdo87 on Wednesday, June 28, 2006 (09:00:47) |
i love this, and thank you for this website.
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Captivating and prov
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by KenMoore on Wednesday, September 06, 2006 (11:52:55) |
Captivating and provocative presentation stirring up the thought processes of deep thinking. Absolutely fantastic. You spoke a "worldfull." I would imagine many prolonged pauses in performance just to let the audience ponder each line o' thought. Better fer a slow cowboy to read. Don't wanna hold the audience back. Enjoyed this a bunch!
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absolutely loved thi
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by Rax on Saturday, June 16, 2007 (02:31:23) |
absolutely loved this. the ending really moved me
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