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Posting My Poetry

ETERNITY
To name everyone would be an exercise in perpetuity.
I only have one life and it will end at some point.
I'll try when I have a better grasp on eternity. ©
-Qelsi


PRESENT PEOPLE
We are the present people
The people who picked so much cotton
that it comes out of our head
Thoughts are soft
and warm
get entangled
enabling no detangling
Present People ©
-Qelsi


PAUSE FOR BULLSHIT
I come froma long line of women who have
unswerving glances
So pardon me if I don't pause
for bullshit. ©
-Qelsi


OF THE SHED
Benign knees knock to expectant beats
and chilly peels back any courage
from the fire
We ain't waitin no more
thrust into the throbbing pulse
of a snowy , snowy city
How could we not be confused
and cold
this is not the new way of doing
business
rather the old...
anticipating greatness is hard
uptown infamy don't come
to everybody
Only those with the courage to leave it alone
You can write a million books
about life and still never reach
the mountain top
Or you can listen with intent
intentness
and never hear angels sweeping the sky
The sirens ring loud
The townspeople hide
And the steely peace drifts down
to hide
There is noise of fears and knees
knocking
Trying to huddle close but repelled
by their stare
caught in a conundrum
to run or fight
there is no need to stand
in front of the hate of men
those who fled
Bled blood
we can still smell
to this day
Imperialist imperialism Swept it all away
Thinking we would forget
But the smell of the shed
Is still in the air
And on the land
and in our hair
and on our hands. ©
-Qelsi


BEAUTY
Beauty is never
in the eye of the beholder.
Somebody was lying when they told
me that
There is no simple solution
to find where beauty sleeps
Her care be way deep
In that aesthetic territory
that divides nations and rapes
women
Beauty is some mess we made up
to pretend we like somebody
for a little bit. ©
-Qelsi


DEVIL'S CANDY
You are the devil's candy
The delight that makes
me wait to act right
Stumbling down school corridors
Watching everyone learn
With you in my pocket
I finger the devil's candy
And let the wrapper
crackle
through my finger
I wait some more. ©
-Qelsi