"lumination" poems
Sun Kisses
& melanin
a cocktail
made for
glistening
Radiant power
harnessed
within brown skin
Witnessed by
heavens glory
white-lies & kin
Look yonder
beyond
troubled waters
...rays of hope
bask in futured
lumination of all
His Children
© Qwey.ku
Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 3:57 AM UTC
A periwinkle snap of the fingers
A glazed-over, ungazed-at afterthought of a dimwitted maker
Allowing only specks of atmosphere to puncture through for gasps of air
An assassination without capacity for reflection or modesty.
Broadening my horizons, my eyes adjusting to the sun's sheddings,
I notice the satin ribbons of the west, trotting over the hills, blood-lusting,
Roaring in anticipation of the persecution of the dry, dusty chandelier to the north
Forcing the lumination,
Breaking open the porous night-covering threatening to its final breath
The self-mutilation to bring it and its 3 navigational acquaintances to the bone-encrusted, sadistic
Hell of the humans, modern-day Terra, the disease-laced, frayed blanket of Gaea.
And as I viciously avert my eyes as the first blow finds a weak exposed abdomen,
I pray to God that I might participate in this brawl,
And I curse high heaven that it is so fateful a dusk.
Jul 15, 2014
Jul 15, 2014 at 1:39 AM UTC
The midnight ink.
Perfectly dabbled upon the printed page
Or written,
I don’t discriminate.
The breath I feel in each turned page,
And the life in my fingertips
As they brush
The timid paper.
My thoughts,
Flowing blissfully by
In harmony
With the black type.
The lamp next to me,
Providing necessary lumination
For my endeavor.
A beacon of hope in the black room.
That is peace.
Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 9:38 PM UTC