I went to Vegas a year ago and gambled all day through I lose a million bucks and had to sing the blues. their was no clock on the wall. to tell the time come true but the manager seen me cry and asked what could he do..i said I needed cab fare a hundred bucks or more . he handed me a travelers check then thru me out the door
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Posted: May 2018
About this poem:
I wrote this over40 years ago its what happens to people that love the easy money
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Author: Claude McKay
Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger’s tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth.
Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate,
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet, as a rebel fronts a king in state,
I stand within her walls with not a shred
Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,
And see her might and granite wonders there,
Beneath the touch of Time’s unerring hand,
Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.
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Posted: Apr 2018
About this poem:
A black immigrants view of the US in the '20s, powerful and thought provoking. Have we really moved on? You could swap out the title with any other country and still the poem would make sense. That's indicative of the harsh reality of 21st century living
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Is it that time of year
With lots of cheer
We wish you a merry xmas
The cries ring out
Music plays we wish a merry xmas
I dont feel happy i feel sad
Gone is santa his present un opened
Lies where it was a decade ago
How the spirit broken the fun laughter gone
Should i laugh should i cry
My heart lays broken
Time flown
Decades gone
Where has xmas gone
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Posted: Dec 2017
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Hail to you, Sir Cafe, most gallant knight
Defending the castle Poetry Corner
Protecting all the maidens day and night
While all the other knights you inspire
With your poems you wove a magic spell
Oftentimes taking us on a journey
Captivating with wondrous tales you tell
Fascinating us with their imagery
Your replies to comments on your poetry
Were always warm, cheerful and refreshing
They showed your pleasant personality
For all of us they were most endearing
We thank you noble knight with heart of gold
And may heaven bless your beautiful soul
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Posted: Oct 2017
About this poem:
Dedicated to cafetwo2010
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Gather the children for our hope rescinds
Counter greed driving the land into thirst
Watch anger swirl like lies into hot winds
While resentment curls the crops of the cursed
When will this terrible drought ever end
That makes a savage spirit parched and dry
Move fast little feet a message to send
As caked and cracked mud will make the land die
Form a circle of hope and play your flutes
Gently tap with love from all those soft soles
Inside your circle ring of dancing boots
A deep oasis of peace in your souls
Tap a beat to Great Gitche Manitou
Bring the rain again with some truth to sow
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
There is a Native American mythical institution that promotes the balanced use of natural resources: the figure of the Master of the Animals. Every animal has its master its "balut", a figuerative spokesperson, who simultaneously facilitates hunting and severely sanctions its excess. In this figurative sonnet I have chosen the old custom of a rain dance so this lesson can also apply to the way we use and regulate our water resources among the other more 'notable and finite' resources we can relate to. Greed will be the ruin of us all, unless us children (i.e. little people) pray and plea to a higher Being.
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“How You Shine.”
By,
Michael P Clarke.
(Sonnet.)
Like the midday sunlight how you do shine
Your Love shines brightly just like molten sun
In dreams bright passion your Love it is mine
Blessings upon me for i am your one.
Above your head God’s bright eye does shine
You come into my arms i hold my world
In my life my eternal Valentine
For you my arms are ever held unfurled.
My Angel of moonlight Love is ours
Before the lake Love we shall consummate
Our passion and desire two mighty towers
Love is a dream we always contemplate.
Beloved i see you in the divine
When you are beside me how you do shine.
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Posted: Dec 2017
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“The Last Night Star.”
By,
Michael P Clarke.
(Sonnet.)
We lie together under the willow
I hold you in my arms and i do see
The light of God’s own flickering sunlight
On the horizon is winking on we
And in the heart of love’s own fiery blaze
A single star in Heaven’s sky shines bright
My Love together let us make our wish
Before we see its last flicker of the light..
Cuddled up close we watch the star be gone
To its peaceful sleep as sun does arise
We know again our stars once more shall come
To take their peaceful place within night skies.
And in the sky we can see from afar
Our tiny twinkling friend the last night star.
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Posted: Nov 2017
About this poem:
Have you ever watched the last night star extinguish from the night sky holding close the one you love? A wonderful feeling. Let the love flow.
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Together we walk by the babbling brook,
Slowly flow the waters upon their way.
So cool are the waters on which we look,
As along forest floor the brook does play.
You and i standing in each others arms,
As we watch the brook as it softly flows.
Sun glints on the water enhancing charms,
As sweet Love within our hearts it does grow.
We hear the soft voice of the babbling brook,
It whispers its cool words into our ears,
Upon the playful waters we do look.
Remembering all our most peaceful years.
Our Love shall ever be an open book,
As in Love we stand By The Babbling Brook.
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Posted: Sep 2017
About this poem:
I had a dream and wrote it down in Sonnet form. The dream was love.
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What passion has she awoke in me
What hunger she made me feel
Never had a woman touched my very Soul
As if she walked right through me
Taking residence in my heart
Her lips embrace me
Her breasts bid me come
Her legs wrapped around me like silk thread
soft and alluring Thighs warm to the touch
What envy must other men heap Apon me
like jealous discord
She is smiling at the other women
Who see her strength and beauty As
Taunts cast against them
We shall love like God's and Goddesses
From the ancient texts
Shall I awaken and be not this man
Holding this perfect woman?
Or is this just a dream a vision of what is
to be?
Day passes gently into the night
Shall she pass so gently by?
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Posted: Nov 2017
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Hands thrust in pockets you walk and mutter
Thoughts alleyways of unwanted clutter
Watches rather looking at the nutter
Squinting two wild cats across the gutter
For all wrongs in life become the weeper
Cry o’er some scraps boilin’ in a steeper
For not mercy of the market keeper
Safe from clutches of the dark grim reaper
Sadness that’s lost in the slums and ghettos
Inspired in such classical libretto
Pours out like the smoothest amaretto
Sung an opera of such fine falsetto
Homeless and wandering drifting afloat
In a turbulent sea so sails your boat
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
Trying to fathom the deepest sense of despair of those who have no place to call home.
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