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Showing posts with label Facebook Poems. Show all posts

Friday, November 21, 2025

Beautiful But Powerless

Beautiful But Powerless

 

She is a crystal dove

See her glitter

See her shine

Sweet is her Love

Angelically divine

Look

But never touch

Or call her mine

Gaze upon the beauty of her face

But God forbid

You should embrace

For she would shatter

Into an infinite number of fragments

You see in life

Some were meant

Only to be gazed upon

Like a falling snowflake

Melting

To live but one moment

And then be gone 



POLISHED FRAGMENTS

Poet To The Poor


Thursday, November 20, 2025

Nostalgia

Nostalgia

 

A time warp caught my seventy eights

Mondale Reagan debates

Dialing a phone

Working our fingers to the bone

Taxes on paper with ink

We could really think

Coffee for a dime

No high-tech crime

Playboy magazine

Backyard trampoline

Talking into the late Saturday evening

The future would be better

We were believing

Hope

Striving to cope

Saying hello

Watching a television show

Movies in a theatre

Friends near

The police cars proper and blue

Saying “I love you” 


POLISHED FRAGMENTS

Poet To The Poor


Saturday, September 20, 2025

Dark Skinned Color Girl

Dark Skinned Color Girl

 

I am a dark skinned color girl

A grand black pearl

I shine divine

A child of the Earth

Of unfathomable worth

I am of the soil

More precious than oil

Black is the color of imagination

Through me shines the light of salvation

I am one with the land

There is a connection few understand

Mother Nature she is alive

Through her we all survive

Africa she is where I dwell

Oh her grandeur and glory I can tell

We are the cradle of civilization

Humanity’s genesis

Knowledge’s origination

Of eternal bliss

I am ordinary

And most extraordinary

A common person

But know the lesson

I am not defined by my dark skin

But rather by the beauty within

Can you even see

The reality

Of me

I am a dark skinned colored girl

And that is absolutely wonderful 


POLISHED FRAGMENTS

Poet To The Poor


Thursday, August 21, 2025

Fishing

 Fishing

 

Down beneath the waters blue

Await treasures for me and you

Cause in the depths you’ll find

Fishes of every kind

To nourish the body and please your mind

Get line, hook and bait

Cast it into the water and patiently wait

Soon you’ll have a nibble or two

I think you know what to do

On a good day when all is done

You have food for everyone

Let alone a whale of fun

Once the fish seemed infinite in number

But the protectors began to slumber

Now the rivers are polluted foul

And islands of plastic are on the prowl

The ocean in life’s womb

No our mother lurks in gloom

But we can unite to turn the dirty tide

The clean the waters broad and wide

If we do not turn and repent

Gone will be the treasures heaven sent

And as we perish we will be wishing

That we could once again

Go fishing. 

POLISHED FRAGMENTS

Poet To The Poor


Wednesday, July 9, 2025

A Hurt Lover’s Lonesome Night

 A Hurt Lover’s Lonesome Night

 

Late night hush

Silence transcends to heavenly stars

Eternal lights never knowing sleep

Countless secrets they keep

No horoscope, no divination could give insight

And Allmighty God chose not to speak that night

Just like yesterday

Or the day before

And before and before and before

But one day, some day, we hope for more

 

Ten thousand agonies of a heart broken

Emotions overflowing yet nothing spoken

Except for the screaming of her misty tears

And the sounds of creations that have been echoing for years

It is not that there is no voice

It is that we refuse to hear

And that is by choice

 

Who has not known woe?

Or felt the bitter pain?

That nobody could know

Let alone explain

 

And so she remains in her solitude

Cept for the infinite stars above

And thus we conclude

Keeping in tact the mystery known as Love

POLISHED FRAGMENTS

Poet To The Poor


Sunday, June 22, 2025

Summer

 Summer

 

Spring will bring everything

Insects hum while birds sing

Flowers blossom in power

Forever is but a brief hour

Thunderstorms crash with lightning flash

Green is seen everywhere and in between

Love is on the scene

The glory of the story lies before me

Days stretch long

Making love is never wrong

In the depths of the forest I belong

Vibrant and strong

Kiss me with gentle lips

Hold me as time slips

Sunshine divine

Happy you are mine

Rock stars playing in cheap bars

Half price on secondhand guitars

Riddles pushed away

We’ll pay the piper another day

So wise in our foolishness

Mainlining pleasure seeking more of this

Writing poems that rhyme

In the eternity of time

The second hand of the clock ticking

You and me sticking

Closer than twins

With sweet sickly somber grins

Understand high hand wins

A double measure of pleasure to recall

And suddenly fall

While all of you and me

Are but a fond memory

And so in the subconscious you slumber

In infinite summer 

 POLISHED FRAGMENTS

Poet To The Poor


Wednesday, June 18, 2025

Guard Dragons In My Garden

 Guard Dragons In My Garden

 

Guard Dragons in my garden

I beg your pardon?

What are you growing that you need,

Guard Dragons in your garden

A whole host of weed?

Or perhaps something stranger indeed?

Maybe because

Despite the appropriate laws

In that fenced in acre and a half

Behind your home

You have the rarest gnome

The one that can always make you laugh

You know the tiny imp colored green

The one wearing shades at every scene

Whether twilight or midnight

And pray tell what do your dragons eat?

Delicious licorice?

Or perhaps something more sinisterly sweet?

Lake a damsel in distress

Wearing a pink cotton candy dress

Oh I can guess

Why there are Guard Dragons in your garden

In the morning I hear them roar

In the evening I hear them snore

To them life must be one great bore

For all the champions of the sword

Have joined together in one accord

To flagrantly ignore

Your Guard Dragons in the garden

These knights their hearts did harden

And they have forsaken all nobility

And chivalry

And function simply as roughnecks

Having lost all the ladies respect

Except those seeking a cheap thrill

But alas such a lass

Always will

Sell out cheap and lose no sleep

But my mind ponders and wonders

What happened to the heroes of the downtrodden?

 Despite being highly paid

They are all afraid

Of Guard Dragons in the garden 

 POLISHED FRAGMENTS

Poet To The Poor


Monday, May 5, 2025

Defeating Thanos With The Infinity Gauntlet

 Defeating Thanos With The Infinity Gauntlet


Thanos mad god of Titan

Saturn’s moon

Evil and diabolical

A harbinger of doom

One day with great regret

Acquired the Infinity Gauntlet

Six gems upon the glove

Time, Space, Mind, Reality, Power, Soul,

It gave the mad god complete control

Over all save Love

Thanos for his beloved Mistress Death

Sought to choke all of life’s breath

All the heroes of planet Earth

Fought to prove their worth

X-Men, Avengers, Defenders

Were simply pretenders

Even the Incredible Hulk

Went to sulk

Thanos smashed them like flies

As he felt the highest of highs

But Adam Warlock

Gave Thanos a shock

And the Silver Surfer true

Did what none other could do

Warlock distracted Thanos in rage

As the Silver Surfer with cosmic power

Turned defeat to victory in that hour

The Infinity Gauntlet was lost I am told

To find it again one must be bold

But the universe will remain whole

Unless it is found by Pip the Troll 


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