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"blackstar" poems
Beloveds, now we know that we know nothing Now that our bright and shining star can slip away from our fingertips like a puff of summer wind Without notice, our dear love can escape our doting embrace Sing our songs among the stars and and walk our dances across the face of the moon In the instant we learn that Michael is gone we know nothing No clocks can tell our time and no oceans can rush our tides With the abrupt absence of our treasure Though we our many, each of us is achingly alone Piercingly alone Only when we confess our confusion can we remember that he was a gift to us and we did have him He came to us from the Creator, trailing creativity in abundance Despite the anguish of life he was sheathed in mother love and family love and survived and did more than that He thrived with passion and compassion, humor and style We had him Whether we knew who he was or did not know, he was ours and we were his We had him Beautiful, delighting our eyes He raked his hat slant over his brow and took a pose on his toes for all of us and we laughed and stomped our feet for him We were enchanted with his passion because he held nothing He gave us all he had been given Today in Tokyo, beneath the Eiffel Tower, in Ghana's Blackstar Square, in Johannesburg, in Pittsburgh, in Birmingham, Alabama and Birmingham England, we are missing Michael Jackson But we do know that we had him And we are the world.
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Jan 6, 2010
Jan 6, 2010 at 10:37 AM UTC
We Had Him - Maya Angelou
What is a Blackstar? Is it you or me? Is it we? I think it's much more than Mos Def and Talib Kweli. It's what we can be with unity. They are turning us against one another, but won't fool me. What is a Blackstar? Is it the folks on the corner? Shining from the things they sold there. Fleeing the scene when the blue and red lights flash. Knowing they have more strikes than the batter at the plate. What is a Blackstar? The astronomy? is it the Milky way? The formation of a star to cross or be in line? The explosion that creates a tragedy, Destroying mor than different galaxies. What is a Blackstar? Is it the church going man who's an educated **** Spitting game at the club that saturday night To make you, the woman, his wife for that moment. Hoping you awake by his side, but you find him missing. What is a Blackstar?
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Mar 9, 2010
Mar 9, 2010 at 2:57 PM UTC
Blackstar
15 years and 331 days and counting, A month from 16 with anticipation mounting. He came a long way from a sort of outcast, He knew with faith and persistence the pain never lasts. Even with a camp surrounding him with company, He knows there is something missing. The very thing he needed he had searched for so many years, Was a loving comfort outside of his peers. He felt his luck was always in the slumps, Which pushed him to follow the beat of his own drum. But the more upset he was he was given the notion, That he has to gain more control of his emotions. But one event that turned his life around, Was the sound of his head pounding the ground. Even though he still does his rights and wrongs, He thanks God everyday for the strength to go on. And with that strength he learned to forgive and forget, Because he is now blessed with intelligence and wit. He is thankful for family and friends that watched him grow, Thank God he is this close to 16 years old!
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Jul 19, 2010
Jul 19, 2010 at 9:38 PM UTC
My Life (Inspired by Reflection Eternal and Blackstar's very own Talib Kweli)
Something happened on the day he died. Spirit rose a metre and stepped aside. Somebody else took his place, and bravely cried, on the edge of his mortality. He arose into the mist Of an ordinary morning And there was a pause, a cease of existence A spaceman on the moon tonight An epitaph for the ages A smile plastered on pages Of aging kings and moon phases We will fall into the Blackstar, a **** in our universe Something happened on the day he died. Spirit rose a metre and stepped aside. Somebody else took his place and bravely cried, the ascension of immortality.
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Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 9:28 PM UTC
To David Bowie
He saw me looking, He smiled,and for a moment I was the young untainted flower. Never been touched and seeing the world for the first time. He felt it, It was undeniable,so pristine, Drawn to each other we were. He was my sweet, tall,pure dark piece of awesomeness, And yes I gave in, I caved, I had fallen. He told me I finally defined clarity, That I was his blackStar, With his sultry voice,I believed. I was lost but yet found, Euphoria. Reality had nothing on me. A flower I was, Him the water that kept me beautiful as ever. Then he said it, I did not believe it, He said it again, This time I heard it right. The pain, The hurt The anguish. It crumbled. "No it's  not you,it's me." He said. "I'm sorry" He said. the Salty liquid took its course, "It's okay" I said. But why? Why? I licked my wound like the wounded Animal I was. I healed,and was reborn, And now am on it AGAIN,like it never happened.
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Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 7:31 AM UTC
The Cliche cycle of Love and Life
The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars " ******* up eyes and ******* down hairdo." Acceptance Hunky Dory " It's the freakiest show."    Clairvoyance The Next Day " As Long As There's Sun, As Long As There's Rain." Hope Aladdin sane "Watch that man! Oh honey, watch that man." Diverse Young Americans " His ever loving face smiles on the whole human race." Peace Station to station "Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere" Believing Diamond dogs "When you rock 'n' roll with me. No one else I'd rather be." Love Low "Sometimes you get so lonely, Sometimes you get nowhere." Individuality Pin ups "Let me hold your hand and be your loving man" Security Earthling "There's nothing in our eyes, as lonely as a moon." Afraid Scary Monsters (And super creeps) "I'm happy, hope you're happy too. I've loved all I've needed love." Loss Lets dance "If you say run, I'll run with you." Escape The man who sold the world " Oh no, Not me. I never lost control." Regret Labyrinth "How you turn my world, you precious thing." Imagination Heroes " We can be Heroes. Just for one day." Heroic Hours "I guess we lived it out. Something in the air. We smiled too fast." Missed Blackstar " Look up here, I’m in heaven, I’ve got scars that can’t be seen." Satisfaction
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Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 10:36 AM UTC
Forever in the sky, Starman.
Oh! You Pretty Thing First time I saw you I thought Watch That Man I really wish he'd Rock N Roll with me All Nite because he looks like he's coming straight out of 1985. Unfortunately It Ain't Easy since you already got this China Girl but Where Are We Now? We made some Changes and finally Here Comes The Night we'll be turning down the lights covered in Ziggy Stardust, Dancing In The Streets, I never felt so right. I'm a Rebel Rebel living on a Blackstar you say Love Is Lost and just like you I Can't Give Everything Away but I now that All The Young Dudes ain't got a thing on you right now I'm in the Quicksand and can't find a way through. I'll be your Lady Stardust, you'll be my Starman we can be Heroes just for one night, or we can be us just for one day so come on, let's go rattle the stars And, maybe, in Five Years we'll discover if there really is Life on Mars?
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May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 6:56 PM UTC
Life On Mars?
I’m sorry, that I’m twisted and full of rage, I’m sorry, that I’m dark and full of blackness in my heart I attack you like a monster, even tho we both know we didn’t meant to hurt each other, I’m sorry that I was a heartless ******* I’m sorry that I couldn’t treat you like a queen. My heart has gone to the blackness, I maybe a kind soul to you, but the star reveals the truth about myself the left eye of the blackstar that I kept from my queen. I’m sorry, I was cruel, I’m sorry, for everything my love I marked my own left eye to treasure all the darkness that was inside my heart, the memories of my personal life, the memories of a star that turned black, I can control my disease, I am a blackstar
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Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 2:12 AM UTC
Blackstar
A great mind departs into the winter's night-sky wreaths and shrines adorning the ground where he may lie died doing what he done best, knowing his time had come now he traverses the stars with Ziggy and Major Tom sitting in his tin can far above the likes of you and me gazing upon our world through tears, alas now he's free - wanted eagles in his daydreams, diamonds in his eyes escaping the black side of reality he so very much despised ['Look up here man I'm in danger I've got nothing left to lose.'] carried away upon a tidal wave of fame albums meant nothing 'cause they'll sell again, defying sexuality, pioneering the glam-rock scene achieving goals only the common man can dream ['Ground control to Major Tom - your circuit's dead, there's something wrong!'] now his voice is followed by the chilling whisper of death, sang to the end with his very last breath body failing but soul very much alive empty silence filled with his hazy cosmic jive - and yes, years will pass from this day, but we will never forget who you are farewell Ziggy Stardust our brilliant shining Blackstar. AJ ["I'm happy... hope you're happy too..."] RIP David Bowie
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Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 4:27 PM UTC
Reaching Starman
Hot tears, streaming down cheeks like raindrops hitting on spaceship windows, just before it leaves this world, and all it's thin white worry; Even Lazarus must have counted the ticking of the clock, just as his soul imploded inside the crux of a blackstar; He blindfolded himself so we would not see what he saw, and he never knew the people he made weep, but they understood him. -Jamie F. Nugent
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Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 9:25 AM UTC
Ode to Jonesy
Poems, bars: people, stars Eyes lookin' Life on Mars Boy wonder looks at mirror- Blackstar Boy wonder looks at mirror- Blackstar No time for jokers cause I keep it Nightwing Fly 'til early morning, next day, coda, swinging Pendulum, swift; please acknowledge the kid, even though he skinny like Syd What a future: even if it Odd Grimace in my face like I'm General Zod But I keep it Clark Kent with the moral sentiment Merriment when I'm flying over all Metropolis Heaven sent? God bless. Still stressed. Still flex. Morning breath. Kinda fresh I guess with your skin under your dress- aaaaah, where was I again? Are we having fun anymore? Not really? We still friends? I'm sorry we not talking anymore. Sorry, who are you? Voice to void to void the void annoyed but buoyed by white noise helps to take the fact that there no point as given, what difference with man with boy he toys with himself with eyes closed eyes opened: it's the same, she broiled and her breath fuzzed like... white noise fizz-fizz, hiss-kiss.
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Aug 3, 2017
Aug 3, 2017 at 2:16 AM UTC
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