Areese Woodson

Storm clouds brush across a puddle,
Masking patterns from galleries.
Sighs of thunder drum in winds,
As rain illustrates verses coursing through the standing spirits of mirages,
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Gentle cottoned brushes,
A wink of bold shine;
In one eye paints Earth a shade of singing purple-orange.
Across the other, are warm writings of verses,
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A screaming current,
With eyes tasting the ground;
That's me.
Hands strangling bars of frozen mist;
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Dear Black Mother

Sorry...
I know -
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I remember hearing the blustering roars of lions,
The electrifying laughs of hyenas,
Seeing strapping runs of cheetahs,
Watching sand swoop in the air,
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The Immaculateness of the bronze in your eyes eldulcorates the shadiness in mine.
Each of your eye lashes is a ravishing poem prolonging pages with knowledge.
Your head is the moonlight illuminating the stories in each of your locks in the midst of a resting day.
The lambent color of your smile is the light that wakens the day.
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Tenebrous clouds gather,
Enveloping the sky.
Immersed in his rest,
So buried within the dream,
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The blistering daylight star -
Starting days -
Walks to the other side of the Earth.
Dusk to dawn came to ourside;
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Stars made over the Earth with shade with shade.
Their steady eyes rest on her portrait.
She smiles as a queen holding a life in her arms;
Flowing as a newborn poet.
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An enigmatic painter coats a vast cerulean.
Perhaps a book -
Sheets sheathing words like cadaverous bodies,
Mirroring the dead sun's illusion.
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As sands meditate smoothly,
Breathing scents of palms,
Glossy rays touch the ocean-
Heavy
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Clear as the words in a rain drop,
Quiet as a flower in the winter,
Hearing...
Muffled blows of dim clouds gathering,
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A small tree -
Lonely in the desert
Stands out on the moving portrait.
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Clouds were windows
And day looked through each.
Dew shaded brushes buff the backgrounds of trees.
Floret bloomed on winter -
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The only thing cancer let him take control of was his mind.

On another part of Earth...
As the sun started to dilute in a seamless fusion-
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Purple and orange hues watching over, smile with the breeze.
Radiant rivers shift forms.
Water colored snow glaze the leaves across the clear canvas.
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Dew -
Hushed as umbras of indigo, smiling with winking gems.
A mysterious sun touches vines,
Sending their masks to the versing clouds.
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Storm clouds gather,
And sheath the mountains.
Gloomy shades paint the aura
And flow through the weeds,
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The fiery air barnstormed away.
Flowing -
Is a gust of wind tangling in treetops.
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Somber and swollen -
The dew peers down through hurting eyes.
Tears run down the clear canvas.
Splotches rest on streets.
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