sirens for whitney houston: february love poems, winter in brooklyn poems

february love poems, winter in brooklyn poems, and also, a poem for whitney, about the sirens.

for whitney

all i hear is sirens

red white & blue flashlights on

mermaids dashed against the cross

black and blue still singing: boss

risk means gain and loss

all i hear is sirens

wings cracking open from the shells

seashores, oil, dance floor spells

dead birds dead mice dead roaches

dead trees oh mustangs dead horses

with all their leaders gone

humanity thirsted for newness

the mermaids tail began to split

legs where only dolphins was

toes where only abalone pearl

iridescent scales was

her back itched, blood welling scars

wings cutting like teeth through gum

hungry and humble like the sun

all i hear is sirens

full moon over me in the morning

clouds alive, wolfs moaning

subway riding arrow gliding

la luna is it day or night

all i hear is sirens winning a good fight

words and melodies

islands and maladies

sickness and cure

cheeks flush with lure

white cool black heat brown pure

mouth pressed wide with sound

all i hear is sirens

when you’re not around

forget to remember love (for sinatra)

remember

leaders dont follow

the haters are all so hollow

but baby she is

unforgettable in every way

from the hips and how they sway

to the lips and how they say

i love you

pyaar is written in the sky like stars

so many just the other night

i think if we fight there might just be three

one for the money two for the free

that i see in your eyes

please don’t you ever lie

when the choice is cut or cry

please don’t you forget to let die

ashes to ashes blow the dust and try

pheonix i know i fly

i got wings and youre part why


smile for me (for scarface and pac)

scarface said smile so sweetly

poems they ride so neatly

pools of ocean water around veins

pumping through me

shine of my heart

smile shine start

nina simone said im feeling good

funky drummer would

you please kick drum hi hat symbol

on me

cuz this winter starting to feel cold

haters only like to get bold

on the sidelines

cuz thats where they live

give give give

for brooklyn

pharcyde said can’t keep running away

white folks in the neighborhood

never had it so good

jakes had no trace of the face

change pivot with grace

joy laced

just a poem

about this place

called brooklyn

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thanks for reading and for the love, rs

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3 thoughts on “sirens for whitney houston: february love poems, winter in brooklyn poems

  1. Madhu says:

    Dear Roopa,

    How & where did you find the time, imagination compilation etc,etc with your busy time. I am very proud of you. Very nice & well written. Love you.

    M.B.Kaushik

    • politicalpoet says:

      hey thanks. 🙂
      actually, that’s just how it came out of me, with minor tweaks. didn’t take long, oh but it was long in the brewing.

      love!

      • politicalpoet says:

        whitney houston rest in peace, another song bird down, another reason to sing free. oh i wanna dance with somebody.

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