"stealths" poems
On flat bank’s where
grass runt reeds grow
waiting for rising tide,
A lone Heron stealths silently
while Gulls cry warning, and dive in to a cold sea air.
Phoenix Peanut and Pandora
stranded on wet mud bank,
wait for their chance to escape
but it’s bonds that need to be severed in their quest for freedom.
Estuary lights dim and flicker in the distance while closer to shore Mermaids sing on the breath of a storm.
Beckoning sailors "come ride the waves"
Siren songs of lost souls and shadows
“Come with us” on this bursting sea.
And they sing with a drowning charm
as fishermen launch vessels under a shawl covered wife's watchful eye.
And yesterdays widows weep, face rained bright from navigational lights.
Ships bell ring in time with a rollicking sea,
Pheonix Peanut and Pandora
still await their escape but not this night.
While the Heron has long fled this great swell.
No cries now from gulls nor mothers hurrying their little ones to the safety of their coal fired warm homes.
Just the rage of wave riding mermaids that will have their bounty
the heart and souls from a fisherman life.
Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 9:34 AM UTC
a man scratches the
remains in the pan
the metal spoon and
its touch makes the
pan beg for mercy and
the man for more
"may men move mansions
in the magic of their mistresses"
a song plays in the background
a canvas waits for him to stop and
start smudging
a woman across
the street in her balcony
leaves the last two
drags of her cigarette
and fills the water in
the ashtray to extinguish
the smolder
incensed,
goes back into the walls
there's no one to
caress the moon tonight
and the cats gonna weep till
the sun wakes up the dogs
then the man washes the pan
and as soon as the pan dries up completely,
hunger stealths in again
like a sad mouse to a broken trap
the woman got goosebumps
and she closes her window
thinking that it was because
of the winter breeze outside
Nov 5, 2020
Nov 5, 2020 at 12:39 PM UTC
Each generation of we-bots
installs an app called "Been Forgots"
(of-the-wheres), we came from long ago.
So, each can play their special part
in life, just one great big, freak, show.
Hairies, fairies, ordinaries
hybernating with trolls and stealths.
Hypertexting to alternate selfs
churning, burning, always, on - the - go.
Grinnin as-if all is peachy.
"It's like they have and endless supply
of hi-grade hy-dro!"
So, drink eight ounces e-v-ery day,
Eat an apple every night
(you add ten gigs with every bite).
Bytes! Liquids help the data flows.
PS: garbage in, garbage out,
power down nightly, for upgrades of, your "knows".
Blowing, wafting, in the cool breeze,
the exhalations of the trees.
Solid ground on which we walk,
becomes the tongue, with which we talk.
The seeds we planted last December
will bloom into beauitful fragrants.
Take a sniff. Now, remember.
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 8:19 AM UTC
Bless the mic, like Kwali, with the stings of bee, Ali
Set my mind free, brace the sanity, of life, broke a flee,
Off a dog, these wanna be hogs, love to keep ya mind, on jog,
I meditate, wisdom then some, hardly, still sip bacardi,
Or maybe, chase a tail grand Hennessy, black beanie,
Similar to G Deini, shrink haters tryna stay above me,
Me and my girl, go together like suns to moons, consume,
By her perfume, natural scent, linked for the spiral embezzlement,
Souls touched, double dutch, break out like a Jordan Clutch,
Fadeaway, all the negativity, lift ya ****** off of gravity,
If ya try me, soldier born eyes in the storms, to stay ready,
Mind focus, sharp as a michete, peaceful but deadly,
Preach to these cats, not enough cheese for the rats,
Quick to pat you down, let off rounds, body kiss the ground,
How many gotta die, for us to be ratified, by justice that fried,
Innocent lives, still tryna find the honest hives, cried,
Many lonely nights, mocked the rain, like tears, streaming down,
The window pane, stuck at a loss, tryna focus on gains,
Refrain, from the haters still wear zoot suits,with a gator,
Fedora hats, looking in the mirror, at myself, likes who's that?
Gotta stay cool, don't let them see a break, a sweat fool,
I watch the mule, shake off of the evil jewels, know the rules,
Play it safe, ninety eight laws, of power, helped from being sour,
As I shower, drops,
Over ya head, half senile threads, on my thoughts that spread,
Miss the feds, they tried to blast, but I'm too fast, built for everlast,
Crash, dummies order of chaos, wrapped like a mummy,
Ensemble, something mindful, pass the dreadful, and hateful,
People taking too many spoonfuls, of lust, greed, and weath,
Dont ask me, why I blast back, I keep myself deep in stealths,
Apr 20, 2021
Apr 20, 2021 at 1:23 PM UTC
If what i loved
Was loving you,
If what i wanted was only you
If all my pretedings was for
You to love me back
If my hands were there only to
Touch you
If my ways became lousy
Fighting for you
If you were the only light in my
Puzzled paths
If my thoughts were always about you
If only you knew my stealths
If the kind you, made me fall in deeper
And immerse yourself in my veins
Then,
Why did you leave me?
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 10:38 AM UTC
If love do exist
Why not showing up?
Is it because it is blind
Or its actions are stealths?
Is love unique
Or its a kind of department?
If so
Then why not sending us
Its children?
Maybe it is dumb!
Where the hell is love?
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 6:52 AM UTC