ivory simone Poems

I imagine the rage began with her leaving.
She left for many reasons. Some good...some not.

Sometimes you're awakened at night by the storm within;
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GRATITUDE
By Ivory Simone
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I hear the flutter of angel wings
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Wild things are better left
to trample tall grasses underfoot in open savannahs.
Concrete walls and lounge chairs are optional for them.
Occasionally one will slip on a pair of trousers
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There are times when we turn the corner of a busy street
to find ourselves ambling down an unfamiliar alley.

We are drawn there by primal forces, terrifying and unforgiving, to learn secrets hidden in the morrow of our bones.
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Brown and round.
I'm full of fertile valleys.
My mountain peaks flow
with cool waters.
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I heard you were sick. I wanted to call.
To inquire about you. Then I thought
about your wife. Her strained voice
coming through the receiver. I don't want
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