Black Poetry : Poetic Resurrection

HSF Moe

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poetic lines live like
small samples of sanguine sanity
secreted through my sixth scent
squeezed from the pulse
of my heart's intent
ink imprints stain the scantily-clad
skin of my blank scroll to say
let there be life
like God almighty
I scoop handfuls of miry clay
beget my image onto its soul
open its mouth
breathe life into its mold
with metaphoric proportions
my mind spreads its limbs cross the floor
with words bending backs
like total submission
I enter the world like my ancestors—
sneaking through the back door
plant seedlings of revolution
into modern theories of evolution
it multiplies like viral spores
while domino-style uprooting begins
prejudice and ignorance
give way to resolution
it leaves your intellect in awe
never knew these nimble musings could
judo-throw your assumptions
perform mental gymnastics of wielded words
permeated through parted lips
intellectual acrobats never
flat line like hips
trampled upon by agile feats of sagely skill
it is the glass elephant in your living room:
you can't ignore it
but I evade like a fly
and all you got is a frying pan
it is outstretched like arrows on a bow
steady, aimed and thrown
soaring through your consciousness
dart past nightmarish fears
hovers in your mind
grasps your ears
and rides your mind into reality
until your lustful flights of fancy
finally lands
and imaginative delusions
come to life
my poetic posits
burst from my loins
engraves permanent images
into your mind's memories
these spoken words:
lyrical lines live like Lazarus
resurrected from the dead pages
of the Read Sea
they are now free
poetry
is reborn
and breathes new life
through
me.

“Poetic Resurrection”
 

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