Charles Monroe Poems

December children in inner city days;
sun rays refuse me over silver aviators
police are bees and we the pollen
menthol minted breath conversations are held
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My fire is thermal
And spreading in turbo
Orange nocturnal
Dark purple Inferno
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No smoking signs are everywhere I look
Except in the Kitchen; I smoke while I cook
A hot-dog/ quesadilla with the white cheese
That melts away all while I smoke as I please.
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When the hills and the mountains someday are made low
And rough places made plain, and untended seeds grow
When the peacocks take flight and the crooked made straight
Until Justice rolls down like an avalanche quake
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Above Guilty Ground
Inspired by words
When words chop the workshop
We woodshop the hurse
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My Freeform is expensive
It's lengthy and extensive
It is a formless matter
A manner that's offensive.
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The figure hollows the aura
The Smaller follow the bigger
The fearful follow the righteous
the righteous follow the sinners.
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What is missing from my night
Something Beautiful to write
What is missing from my day
Something Beautiful to say
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Barbaric Beautiful Orchid Queen
Who fell asleep before the clock struck three
Hip-hop serenades on Compton Nights
Are your dreams reaching prime? At least there's still Wine.
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European Union, Republic of Korea
Russian Federation, Zambia, Tanzania
China to Nigeria, Hungary, Australia
Bangladesh, Sri Lanka, and Saudi Arabia
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