Keith E. Sparks Jr.


Again I Move - Poem by Keith E. Sparks Jr.

Again I move, a little pen in a poet’s hand
inking love poems for a woman he does not know.

I do not dance for a woman’s sake.
Nor even for a poet’s frail ego,
(Threadbare and worn is that mask!)
neatly severed by an invisible blade
he cannot name.

No, I sing for unknown fantasy
and catalogue names of unnamed goddesses
as I ink love poems for a woman he does not know.

And paper, my accomplice, will bare colours
(Who’s, what's, when's and where's.)
and vibrant hues of idyllic passion
memory deems forgotten through the years.

I move for generations that may never understand.
I ink love poems for a woman he does not know.


Comments about Again I Move by Keith E. Sparks Jr.

  • (10/31/2004 4:20:00 PM)


    I agree with you to a certain point, just don't go too far. (Report) Reply

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  • (10/31/2004 10:25:00 AM)


    Adam and Eve, Moses and Zipporah, Romeo and Juliet, Mohammad and Khadija...this generation is long overdue. Go for it! Earth is but a fair in which to experience fantasy! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 31, 2004



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