Ode to Sappho’s Flowers

Oh Young Queen your Beauty I call Upon

Your words oh so Silent Iotas

They mean nothing to others but Lovers

Their speech oh so muffled and wanting form

As remembered as never Desired

With all consent drawn their Prime Unwanting

And to Want for Want itself and Submit

Peace all Vanity permits Forever

Emotional distance grow Nearer my Hands

Gives the Virgins their Beautiful Flowers

What Cessations of Violins wil Buffer

To Sing and Sing and Sing of my Rapture

If by your Image your Aegis Grant

She who I love I behold and Decant.

I Am The Voice of the World

I am the voice of the world were I heard

I’d speak a multitude of languages

place ears of seven billion to my head

murmur the silence of ages

break through to a surface design and seal

thoughts that supersede existence of souls

they beckon of the nothingness to spell

they travel the universe by vowels.

What will be born in the heart of chaos?

Part letter part dream and part albatross,

through the force of alphabet and mouth

without time for a hundred revisions

and summon no answer for an answer

a word is is more mystery than power

Humpty Dumpty Magic Shell Egg

So check it out .  It will be sad.  Yes, cry.
The way that things operate in the world
Is not by systems or by science.
It's actually people themselves who rule.
Their answers are slow pay back and stillness.
Silence is golden on the streets of gold.
Nothing can purchase what it keeps hidden.
Its glow is its treasure its worth its chest.
When it makes a decision it doesn't
Turn back and  It only moves forward next
Like Humpty Dumpty when it falls over.
He can't be put back together again
Horses will trample all delicate shells.
Except for the magic one, it stays whole.

PAPER ROSAS: Once More Again Dreams

--Paper Roses

My students don’t graduate with papers.

handle their situations albeit

there is something happening that’s not right

It’s not left either so what is it’s shape?

Hard to say it’s not a Sonnet, no Less

Fourteen lines divided in ten beats

As the difference between A an a.

One gets drawn larger its aggregate weight.

It has no Volition but Agency.

Full power to do Nothing but await

How this one will land is not a Drone Gate

It is both a Revolving Door of Peace

For Freedom of Dreams is Freedom of Life

Nothing that’s left to Divide goes to Hate

Ode to a Friend for Lupe Yarrito, June 2014

When Sunlike Prometheus I want to Fall

under the Scale the Cloud carves its Flow

and ever Again I am Dizzier

Succumbing to Abstraction Nothingness

Forever intricate welding of language.

Hammering’s interriminal tapping

for Bas Relief as an Icecyle Melts

number than coldness the shadow walls lurk

Careful modicum that escalates rhyme

The Reduction continues begs to borrow

The Limits of Time are immeasurable

But what with Cumulus can be Suspended

As else falls beneath Force of Eloquence

The Sound’s Meaning and the Meaning of Sound

I Love Censorship What Do You Love?

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   Ayy Edith

   a few seconds ago

   I Censorship Only not Freedom, therefore I am a traditional poet not a radical poet. Thanks these things means so much to me. Gracias. C/S
   
   I don't mind what yall call yourselves young girlz,
   Lesbian Bi Gay Trans or Queer or Fem
   I like the variety I love the Beauty
   I retired my identity when lynched.
   I fear what they may say next with this Fact.
   If I were a radical would I write verse?
   Wouldn't I have a penchant for Freedom,
   Power, Reputation, Prestige and Caps?
   But that even is too much to Bother.
   There is no Audience in the Parlor.
   It makes little difference who reads This.
   It has been done before and will be Since.
   There was reason the Grimms were Recorded.
   The Grendel was a powerful Monster.
   So much of this history was documented.
   --But back to the original purpose.
   I love Censorship this much what gets you?

Dreams of Pariahs

1. Ayy Edith

   2 seconds ago

   I'm a traditional chata mulata.

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   Ayy Edith

   a few seconds ago

   Someone better not call me a radical woman of color because I will take it wrong.

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   Ayy Edith

   a few seconds ago

   Dreams of Pariahs: Seventeer
   
   I learned what I know of pariahs.
   Of them not of Me, I'm still sleeping.
   "I dream while I wake and I dream all day.
   I am stuck in a dimension pining.
   I write poetry what more can be said
   about I dont' know how to live in it.
   This society or whatever It's
   It is the Nothingness surrounded-Fillm.
   An integer unknown and repressed Is.
   The Quotient of Love to survive a War.
   The silence is Louder talk to me Softer.
   I was not born a pariah and Yet,
   I am not even Alive and partly Dead.
   I know I am a Zombie in a Myth.
   But that's just not my Style, I like Trees.
   I love the Beauty of my Two Young Sons
   A Memory of a Lullaby I sang them.

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   Ayy Edith

   6 minutes ago

   I Made A Seventeer Sonnet (my1st) for Us, The Censored Writers Closed Out by Academe. 411: It's not a Gun Dudes, it's a Creed aka Pacifist Plus+
   
   I am practically among phds.
   They are a lot of them or a few, unreadl
   They never quoted Shakespeare or tried Hack?
   That means they are insensate in fact
   For this here is my Job non-renumerative
   I exercise free speech where most dire
   like a little tiny field mice incises
   Grows smaller by dollar of vices yes
   I am not a prostitute They are those.
   I stand by Rodriguez up and down west sides
   California means nothning to them wingbats
   This is the largest Fecund Triangle
   Yet their Science can't Add: It's Defunct
   It has no memory of existence at All?
   It spills Elbows to make Evroneous.
   The Ivory Opera what a Gas.
   Marble is selected by a Genius.

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   Ayy Edith

   14 minutes ago

   Don't know what all you who vote plan to do. I know my vote won't count in the races where all my stakes are tied up in, and it is....(envelope please) the D- category for my students only do A work...I wonder why?