Quadrille #215: Ready for Liftoff
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Greetings, poet-friends! And Happy New Year! De Jackson here, aka
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pond hockey
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sounds in the forest
continuous popping growl
ice sharp steel shredded
then massive slapshot *CLACK *
little voices yelling "goal"
sun sets early
slow snow ...
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hold me to this
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becoming softer after every compromise
brittled and self-destructive, we were charring
into sharper malicious states of being
compressing ourselves into mo...
Life happens...
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My baby boy is 12...
My baby girl almost 1...
Life happened so i did not post anything in forever.
Well Same moonlight for our Dreams is coming back.
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THE JEM MOVIE'S SHANA AND COLORISM
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from a decidedly brown-skinned black girl with a big bouncy purple fro to a
beige biracial "safely black" girl with straight hair
This strikes close to hom...
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Hey there, fighter
it will get brighter.
Take a breath, a little deeper
and bring your faith a little higher.
Remember, you are a leader
not a follower..
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Inhale the yawning frost
let it gather and collect
beside your sleepy heart
drowsy from neglect.
Rest your ghostly frame,
hush her muddled drawl.
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The whole world's a stage...and in these days, not one I'm especially proud to stand on. Until we all clue in to how we can end the suffering, we will constently be subjected to repeat performances. Great take on an equally inspiring photo.
I have been missing you my fine friend...missing your presence and reading your words...happy to find you here tonight...I've said it before, I truly dig your poetic style...presence..being. Peace, Lovely Annie
I like the end line that says "where the decimated stage upon which they stand tends to hold repeat performances." It's just so true. The world just keeps on going and going and you hear one atrocity after another and seemingly nothing changes.....beautifully written....
Fine poem, and far reaching in scope. Makes me think of how key players might know something subjects do not, especially in conflict.
ReplyDeleteyeah...similar resonance...the more things change the more they stay the same...again and again...
ReplyDeleteThe whole world's a stage...and in these days, not one I'm especially proud to stand on. Until we all clue in to how we can end the suffering, we will constently be subjected to repeat performances. Great take on an equally inspiring photo.
ReplyDeleteThe whole work is loaded with double entendre and more. A metaphor for what's gained and lost and who has to pay. Excellent.
ReplyDeletedasuntoucha, I would say that about sums it up, nicely done.
ReplyDeletePamela
I have been missing you my fine friend...missing your presence and reading your words...happy to find you here tonight...I've said it before, I truly dig your poetic style...presence..being. Peace,
ReplyDeleteLovely Annie
I agree with flaubert. This really sums something up.
ReplyDeleteIt was kind of you to find amusement in my cod Shakespeare based on the same picture.
I can paint a picture.
ReplyDeletethis is amazing and you are amazing!
xox
I like the end line that says "where the decimated stage upon which they stand tends to hold repeat performances." It's just so true. The world just keeps on going and going and you hear one atrocity after another and seemingly nothing changes.....beautifully written....
ReplyDeleteStunning piece! Powerful depth, profound imagery.
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