Luther Hippolyte Poems
|1.||Dead Man's Story||1/19/2006|
|2.||Winds Of Adversity||1/19/2006|
|5.||Heart Broken And Lonely||1/19/2006|
|7.||When I Saw Rubecca||1/19/2006|
|8.||Kiss Of Death||1/19/2006|
|9.||Monique My Love||1/19/2006|
|11.||A Sad Love Song||1/19/2006|
|12.||Feelings Of Loneliness||1/19/2006|
|14.||My Friend Jannelle||1/19/2006|
|15.||Anatomy Of Death||1/19/2006|
|16.||Definition Of Your Smile||2/14/2006|
|17.||Battle For The Mind||3/13/2006|
Comments about Luther Hippolyte
You were before my eyes, I did not see you;
When we met, I welcomed you, we never met;
When we first met, you were temptation
Now, you are lust.
Months pass as if you’re there for years.
I hear you with my eyes, I see you with my ears.
Over and over, you rain drought to a land that was once fertile.
I walked around chained behind steel bars,
Anticipating my indispensable emancipation.
Your honey tastes like pungent water; your milk is slow poison,
Sweet to the taste bud, toxins to the stomach.
Here I am, dead, I speak as a deceased man;
My soul ruin to ...
You’re far away, I feel you so close,
I stop, to look at you, I’m outrun
By thoughts a thousand miles.
Your heart, a radiant Night Sun
That brings sunshine to rainy days
And fertility to my desiccated land
Of cactus and cadaver.
In this life I’ll find,
Many days golden,