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Mar 2014 Feather Nicole

Early Moon

Mar 2014 Feather Nicole

Carl Sandburg

THE BABY moon, a canoe, a silver papoose canoe, sails and sails in the Indian west.
A ring of silver foxes, a mist of silver foxes, sit and sit around the Indian moon.
One yellow star for a runner, and rows of blue stars for more runners, keep a line of watchers.
O foxes, baby moon, runners, you are the panel of memory, fire-white writing to-night of the Red Man's dreams.
Who squats, legs crossed and arms folded, matching its look against the moon-face, the star-faces, of the West?
Who are the Mississippi Valley ghosts, of copper foreheads, riding wiry ponies in the night?-no bridles, love-arms on the pony necks, riding in the night a long old trail?
Why do they always come back when the silver foxes sit around the early moon, a silver papoose, in the Indian west?

Mar 2014 Feather Nicole

It's NOT For You!

Mar 2014 Feather Nicole

Nathan Squiers

It's NOT For You!

You chided and misguided--
Sighed and chided snidely--
While I stood there and deified:
Your opinion was once so sanctified
That it petrified and putrefied
'Til I was drawn to suicide.
And I won't lie,
I doubt that you'd have even cried.

Now this patricide's not emblemized;
Not glorified nor a source of pride.
It's just that I've been rectified;
I'm satisfied and verified.
You see, old man, your claims have been denied.
I stride beside a stronger pride,
We're unified, not terrified,
And, were you here, I'd just...

Laugh.

Sure,
We simplify and vilify,
All that we fear, but I--
I can't bring myself to cry;
I'll no longer will myself to die--
Because, in the end I'm just too high
To even look you in the eye.

I've modified and purified.
And, while you're compelled
to sit and hide,
I'm glorified--self deified--
And your podium's is now occupied
By the one who you once toxified.

And NONE of it's been for you.
No, old man, it's not for you!

Needless to say, my father and I aren't on the best of terms. Jotted this rap-style piece a while back as a means of creating some closure and satisfaction.

#heartbreak #anger #strength #rap #hip #hop #power #empowerment #rage #closure

Mar 2014 Feather Nicole

CHANGE IS....

Mar 2014 Feather Nicole

Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit

CHANGE IS....

Change is love, to learn,n to Teach,
Change is Peace, that may never breach,
Change is joy,at a slow, patient speed,
Change is future,now seen n then freed!!

Change is action,but in no way mean,
Change is a heart,bright n burning Keen,
Change is them,from monkeys to men,
Change is us, from confusion to Zen!!

Change is violent, but so **** fickle,
Change is Instant,its just coffee n pickle,
Change is good,turning against the evil,
Change is an Angel,Fighting the **** Devil!!

Change is false,When just rolling on the lips,
Change is a ****,riding in wallets on our hips,
Change is false,on paper n in our frothy beers,
Change is real,when our hearts conquer all fears!!

Mar 2014 Feather Nicole

Change

Mar 2014 Feather Nicole

John David Morris Meriwether

Change

is not knowing.

Change is going.

Change is wanting invisible things and looking for them.

and looking for them!

When you don't find the things, that is change.

Change is going

before knowing.

Mar 2014 Feather Nicole

OUR GLOBAL PLAYGROUND

Mar 2014 Feather Nicole

Traveler

OUR GLOBAL PLAYGROUND

The silence of words
Play possum upon the screen
An overwhelming urge
To condemn the extreme
Extended form of humanity
The shadow words speak
From worlds far and wide
Strangers from across your seas

A traveler is humbled by distant faces
That smile shining from a child's eyes
Breaches the rusted gates of ignorance
In a longing that all arrives...

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