poetry

  • Isaiah Jones versus the Sea (A 21st Century Odyssey) chapter 42 The Woman from Okinawa by Joey Da’rrell Cloudy     ‘Summoning the Golum of Ghana’   “Sankofa teaches us that we must go back to our roots to move forward. That is, we should reach back and gather the best of what our past

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  • “The World is Yours If You Can Count” January 1st, 2121, Marcus Garvey Port, Ghana The Second Coming“…Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon theworld, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony ofinnocence is drowned;”-William Butler Yeats Betzalel stood on the trampoline turned landing pad covered with a

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  • Isaiah Jones vs the Sea (A 21st Century Odyssey) Chapter 10.69: Katabasis: The Epic Descent into the Underworld**  Isaiah Jones versus the Sea (A 21st Century Odyssey) chapter 10.69 “Katabasis: The Epic Descent into the Underworld**”   Isaiah Jones Versus the Sea  Chapter 10.69: Katabasis: The Epic Descent into the Underworld**  May 5th 2029 international

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  • Isaiah Jones vs the Sea (A 21st Century Odyssey) “A Faustian Deal with the White Devil: Hvergelmir” “ by the Joey Cloudy. Isaiah Jones versus the Sea (A 21st Century Odyssey) Chapter 26 A Faustian Deal with the White Devil: Hvergelmir “Am I the one that you love Am I the one, Am I the

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  • Excerpt from novel Tramp the chapter TRAMP: ‘Trying to be the Shepherd: New Year’s Day 2001’ “The truth is, you’re the weak and I am the tyranny of evil men. But I’m tryin’, Ringo. I’m tryin’ real hard to be the shepherd.” -Jules Winfield Wake up, Son, we gotta get back to the room to

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  • Walking up Goliad listening to the morning   song of the old trees, the irises are flying   their colors beneath the soft parade of periwinkle   clouds being pushed over the rooftops of the gentries   three story condominiums just out of reach   of the straining finger tips of the oldest   trees the streets almost crowded for a

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  • Bukowski In Hell

    Bukowski In Hell  dedicated to bad writers  Charles Bukowski is in hell doing 14 billion sits up a day before bench-pressing the Earth and Venus by ramming his veined purple onion through the planets poles so he would have a bar long enough and strong enough to hold the weight of two worlds. After his

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  • Taste of Death

    TASTE OF DEATH “Come back with your shield – or on it” (Plutarch, Mor.241) the parting cry of Spartan mothers to their sons. It’s hard to think when the dogs sniffing the floor, yard mans lawnmower whining, the hydraulic crush of garbage trucks, the radio playing trip hop and your old lady’s  massaging your nuts. 

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  • Waiting for the Miracle.   Watching her barefoot body   moving to invisible music, she is   a sentient flower dancing   with the wind. And “I just want   to destroy something   Beautiful.” 

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