the sun
sitting
silent
but
waiting
for
the
blue eyed
dawn
to arrive

what deep
lay inside of you
that
burst forth
the
fresh morning dew
that
lovely rose
the
color blue

the
ocean sighed
bring oceans
tides from
the flap of
her fish tail
the mermaid
with
her green eyes

the
tender
green eyes of faith
if we lose our sight
we
shall learn
how to
walk by
the
green eyes of faith

two red kites
like pairs of white kittens
locked in
a spiritual
trance
ice-skating
pairs
triple-axle
across
the
ice
blue sky
with a flare

admired
by
the
Greeks and
the
Romans
with
her
soft
chocolate brown eyes
open wide
but
where
to
find
my
Queen
Black Athena
from
Motherland Africa

the
transparent wings of
the
copper dragonfly
fades
into
another mirror
through the sky
above
the
copper mine

all I see
are those
distant eyes
and
love
where is
your smile

laughter
lives in the wind
every step
it takes
another breath
i
shall wake
while
every moment
we take
it
light
up
the
green eyed moon

what
are storms
when
we are
shapeless forms
all
made of
water alone
when
i see
the
tears
in
your
green eyes cry

nothing
shall
hide
from
the
green eyes of
night
only
the
reflection of
her
light
while
nothing
shall
hide
from
the
green eyes of
night

tasting
all of
morning dew
from the
giant
lotus flowers
drift through
the
water's edge
where
the
paper
dragonfly
build their nests
and
make their pledge

Dear God,
I humbly pray
That you allow
The God Father of Soul,
Who fills this casket of gold
A quiet place in Heaven
How do we judge a man --
Hard work flows through his hands
God dwells inside his heart

James Brown created the funky beat
He mix the horns and the drums,
So he could sing, dance,
And glide on his feet
He played in a funky band
God, you know this man

Introducing,
Mr. please,
               Please,
                        Please
                                Himself
Mr. James Brown

poetry builds
a  bridge of light
extending
from our
imagination bright
suspending across
the vastness of
the
Milky Way
highway tonight

A ten foot high
sunflower man
gold capped
tooth in
his mouth but
there ain't no plan
yet him wearing
them knotty
dreadlocks again
walking himself
through
Black Folk's yard
in bebop-style
no doubt
along the
avenue road
smoking himself
some of that
sweet sweet gunga and
him full of himself
rasta man
young rapster
you rapscillion
did you bring
the juice

oh what
handsome
blue sky
upon
the horizon
that sit
on top of
these
blue mountains
the laughter of
the
handsome
blue sky

the
African drums
beat
you can
hear the sound of war
instead of peace
you
can hear it
through
the
rhythm of the beat
if
you
listen to the African drum

swarms of
migrating
fruit bats
beat
their wings
from
front to back
to the steady
heartbeat of
the golden sun
they move
swiftly towards
central Africa continent
seeking
the
a tantalizing taste of
the
sweet mango tree harvest
uncovered root
shall bear its fruit

o what
handsome
blue sky
that sit
on top of
these
blue mountains

the steady rhythm of
the hummingbird wings
and
tantalized
by
the scent of sweet nectar
that comes from
the
button brown-eyed
field of
yellow sunflowers

oh
let
me be
your sweet
ice cream cone
that
you have
always wanted
on your own
and
not melted
in
your sweet hands
but
melted in your heart
with love
because
i want
to be
the man
to marry you
that
same
ice cream cone
with
all the
colorful sprinkles
that
melted in your
sweet hands

if
we
are
tethered
to
the stars
the
resilience of joy
say
who
we are

the smooth-faced sun
wears a
pastel lemon-yellow
suit and tie
well
he is
a handsome
dandy looking
fellow
that
also wears
a pair of
Italian Gucci
designer sunglasses

when the
storms of life
rages
faith
and
obedience
engages

rows and columns
of doves
made a field of
white roses
cooing underneath
a blue September moon
where the
inner peace shall bloom

silent is the spring
that whispers in
upon her wings
gliding freely
over a tapestry
field of gold
that touches
every soul
that
silent spring
i know
where roses and
sunflowers go

a replica of
your heartbeat
through
the
sound of
a seashell

in
Tanzania
where
migrating herds of
wildebeests, gazelles, zebras and buffalos
stampeding across
the
vast Serengeti Plains
ignite the world
then
write
their names
in gold
ignite
the
skyline of earth
create
a painted
watercolor sunset

night
wears
her
stunning
and lovely
ash pink rose
dress
to
The
universe ball
invitational

the stray
kittens
meeting
at the
red barn
rolling on
***** of
green and
purple yarn
pouncing on
the tapioca
scent of
a catnip
moon

Gemini moons
one shall rise
then
the other
shall set
while
i see both
Gemini moons
light up
your eyes

when God claps His hands
the sky plays woodwinds
while the clouds play
the percussions and
the ghost of
Athena plays
her golden harp
in the precession of
the blue-eyed storm

indigo blue
vampire bats
with six foot
wing spans
gather in flight
before the
eyes of night
perform their
ghost dance
in flight
before they
flock to the
blood moon

neon blue
starfish
ascend from
the depth of
the ocean
up through
the
Constellation of
Andromeda
starfish make
the starry night

oh behoveth
when
the
soul
have
enough strength
to display
all her
peacock feathers

the pattern of
gemini moons
locked in
a spiritual dance
now etched
in our
soul

sweet
dawn
how she
flirted
with
the sun

even though
i am much
older now
all the hard work
that goes into raising
your son
somehow
i have found
the bitter-sweet courage
to say that
i love you
father dear
i love you now
more the anyhting and
here i am
your flesh and blood
at you graveside now
where I am
suppose to be
dust to dust
ashes to ashes
now my heart
planted on
solid ground
be filled with thee

oh
lighthouse
light
the dawn
that
bring
these blackbirds
here
to mourn
black wings
move
the
ocean tides
oh
lighthouse
light
the dawn
we
cried

we
shall
hold up
the
architecture of
the sky
with
our
hands
to greet
the
golden sun

My name is Don Quixote Del La Mancha.
I am a knight in coat of arms
Give me my lance, give me my sword and give me my steed
Where be thy king in all of this
I wear the Royal Spanish Crown and Gold Seal of San Fernando Lavante
I solemnly swear that ***** and bounty shall rest with the king
Even the Catholic Church Christen thee for swift victory
I have signed and sealed orders to save the Princess Donselia Del Deboso
Then, I shall rescue her from the evil clutches of the windmill dragon
My chief architect, Poncho Sanchez is my right arm and canteen
He is responsible for fresh food rations, cold drink and support logistics
Sustenance sustains an army and sustenance sustains great men
A gallant foot soldier is he, and Poncho trails me like a Swiss Guard,
With his burro donkey friend, named El Donkey Camino De Blanco
As we approach the last horizon of the day, the code of chivalry shall not die

mosaic morning
brown eyed
sunflowers
while
dancing in
the golden
sun

all the kites
that
gather all
in the
breckenridge
blue sky tall
to spread
their wings
so they
can fly
trumpet their
voices sing high
when we run
make both our hands
pull their strings
to hear them sing
and lord
all the kites glow

we stretched
the sugar coated
sweet taffy
all day long
taffy snap back
into our mouths
and roll down
into our
childish bellies
as we buzzed
our wings
through the
tall switch
grass of home
in a dragonfly
happy mode

when
the
heart opens up
like
a fountain spring
to give
all
that
it can bring
just like
it
had hands
attached to the soul
make
the
wheels of generosity
guide
our homeland

she runs
swiftly
on
the open
African Plains
the young wild
cheetah wind

all of the
young ladies cried
nor
they
be surprise
of all the
handsome
young guys
with
baby blue
Mickey Mantle eyes

the first time
i heard
the word
******
my soul
pulled the trigger
to find
a better way
to organize
the spirit of
Black Folks
across the Nation Land
to fight against racism
through
nonviolence
make racism
submit and surrender
then drop to her knees
and bow down
to God almighty
ask for forgiveness