Colin Gilbert Poems
- Saving Grace Every year, new idealist volunteers, more ...
- The Perseverance Of Easter Every year this day children...
- Extra Credit When the girl who looked like sun rays fell and...
- Dance Lessons Do you remember when we were songs? We ...
- A Glance Back I. My city stretches toward the sky clock ...
- On Mourning Acceptance Budweisers lined up as tombstones, ...
- Man Says To Sun silly bird, you fly every day as if you ...
Colin was born in the small east Texas town of Overton, Texas. He currently lives and works in Bryan, Texas as a freelance writer & editor. He is the recipient of multiple honors, including the Hughes, Diop, Knight Literary Award. He was also chosen as one of the winners of the 2013 National Poetry Awards Haiku Contest. Colin's writing can be found in a number of print and online literary journals, magazines and anthologies.
More of Colin's poetry (including an extensive Haiga gallery) can be found on his official website www.colinpoet.com. more »
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Every year, new idealist volunteers,
more tourist than missionary, come
to save us with their insect repellent and
books. They build tombs from our jaws.
They only see our eyes to spotlight them
yellow. They prefer white in everything,
except souvenirs. They teach us
to build fences around dirt and name
our children after men in their churches.
They burn water to drink. They cut trees
for more dirt. They always leave
more excited and weighted down
than they arrive, stories of squalor
and righteousness overflowing their egos.
When their ...