The Immortal Wize

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Reaching Back

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to all my siblings we may not always agree we may not always get along we all grew up part the way in the same home we laughed we shared we cried together sung the gospel in choirs together we were all we had before growing up and extending our family let's not forget the things we went through let's remember when we didn't know how to do nothing but love depend and rely on each other shout-out to mother she tried to keep us together but some things can't be done some things can't be fixed and must remain broken we closed so many doors I don't know which one to open I'm grateful for our time together if only time stood still and lasted for ever I would have never needed time nor reason to write this letter

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		mlowe5 says: A Jacob's Ladder reach: one hand going up; the other reaching back to pull. Nice. poems by this commentor AND ON THAT DAY... Pleading Pangs Be Aware
		Charles2 says: reflections of the heart poems by this commentor 20 - 20 Vision it was only the wind... midnight +fire

OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY The Immortal Wize

More (04132025)

they call us black we are more than black we are more than that we are more than a color we are more than a race we are more than a people who are we they call us black we are more than that we are more than black

Glimpse (04122025)

a taste of experience can only be savored as long as the flavor last yet we continue to chew until the bitter end we take more than one can stand some things too extreme to bear our physical and mental endurance alone is enough to tax the patience of a saint we been through too much we gone through too much we go through too much beyond the pale of oppression nothing short of horrendous we take our poison with a bit of honey and our life expectancy with a grain of salt we look back for a brief moment to see the results seen and unseen scars remain who can bust through heavens gate unsaved who can leave the world unscathed no one in the grave can tell us a thing about life whether we lean toward the dark side or press towards the light based on a single fundamental idea or principle as in a logical argument or belief we stand on one premise "THERE IS A GOD"

Transfiix (04042025)

pierced by a sharp

shard of your broken

heart impaled me

Inflatable Bag (03312025)

I popped my balloon because I wasn't feeling your vibe or perhaps I felt you weren't feeling mine as if I could read your mind I popped my balloon because I wasn't feeling your vibe or perhaps I could tell by the look in your eyes you could see through me as if I could hide my vulnerability I popped my balloon because I wasn't feeling your vibe or perhaps the real reason is your persona exudes a strong sense of self worth you could easily detect my low budget self esteem I popped my balloon because I wasn't feeling your vibe or perhaps I accepted the fact I'm too toxic for a queen I have nightmares that will kill your dreams I popped my balloon because I wasn't feeling your vibe or perhaps I felt like you were the real thing and I was the only clone in the room I popped my balloon because I wasn't feeling your vibe or perhaps I knew inside if you rejected me I would probably sit in the car and cry I popped my balloon because I wasn't feeling your vibe or perhaps your penetrative sta...

Flowers In The Cloud

I wish I seen your eyes again before they closed in a rush to get to the funeral I forgot the rose I meant to lay by your side I wish I could lay by your side again look into your eyes again send you flowers and write my deepest sentiment I'm not alone in the world but you were the only friend I could depend on the only one deserving of stokes of love in cursive writing flowing from my pen I met a few like you since then but I never fell in love again it felt like I was commiting sin I admit I'm insane I'm not the blame it's the pain driving me crazy I must admit I miss my baby my sweet lady when flames went out on all the candles in the house left me sitting alone on the couch in the dark waiting for a spark to appear a sign that you're near

Concrete Steps

I sit around and I think about how past rejections turned out to be a blessing and how long it took me to learn one life lesson woke up to find a few strands of gray don't recall passing yesterday do I have regrets of course I do if you made my mistakes you would too the light comes on after birth like life goes on after death I gasp to grasp then I sigh did I really pass the past up I never could imagine what the future would hold I heard segregation is on the rise I wonder what that would look like in 2025 actually the thought tickles me the astrological belief is we're in retrograde

Tula

a place where people go sometimes there they die a child is born spirit enters then the baby cries a brief encounter with a angel on a elevator ride heard a prophetic word long before its time

School (03212025)

it take a big fish

to get a little fish off the hook

catch a big fish

throw back the little fish

little fish bait big fish

Say (03072025)

when is the last time you heard somebody say "I have some good news for you" it's been a long time since I heard somebody say "I have some good news for you "I don't know how long it's been since I heard somebody say "I have some good news for you today"

Wrap Around (03052025)

one upon a line of time I was glad it was Friday couldn't wait to see Saturday slept in on Sunday to be well rested for Monday