red and yellow, pink and green purple and orange and blue at 3 they sing of rainbows mimicking each verse like a small chorus of sparrows seeking approval, fruit treats doled out delicacies before an early afternoon nap vermillion is a casualty, tossed aside orange the pronounced star of this singular masterpiece, brushed across too much…
Tag: poetry
drawn out (ballad in b minor with blues guitar)
living hand to mouth though the hand not her own, the suckling mouth of thousands freed by her tenacity and wit called illiterate she moved through night like wind hiding fugitives in swamps covering her tracks with twigs pushing them all to liberty’s keep a woman who became myth lived with heartaches her own husband’s…
my freedom was a prayer request (this I know as fact)
this life a syncopated symphony illustrated in easy rhythms played throughout an average day the sound of rain a wind that blows that truest note sang out at precisely the right time it’s the feel of the pavement beneath my feet and the pleasant freshness of a lime a moving psalm a prayer request everyday a…
for phife. dawg.
there is no justice in this place little girl dreams get washed away with yesterday’s news and little boys are never taught that dreams can in fact come true we walk fine lines in this in between times where the end is not near but here an ending to the illusion that we are separate…
Advice to a Young Miss On the Occasion of her Coming of Age
Today, I was speaking with one of my students about a ‘first’ she will experience this week after a traumatic loss. She responded to me, “I’m just trying to be strong.” I started a conversation with her with, “What If I told you I don’t want you to be strong?” As I went for my…
showing up (a day late, a dollar short)
have you done this before? his question was innocent his eyes unyielding mask off this pain is all consuming. I mean are you familiar with what to do? have you done ‘this’ before? my head swims with 21 years worth of sorrows names no longer matching the right faces, circumstances now skewed. was it domestic…
vivacity
balls drop & bounce & bounce & bounce kitchen dishes broken dryers layers & layers of clothes shoe shopping pants fittings & the list goes & goes & goes walking singularly it falls to you vision keeper dream weaver no second but a village of helpers so you’ve no right to scream headed to the…
Sentinel Sentiment (Joy)
I watch them sleep In these wee hours These me hours I sit and unfold myself Bedside listening to Easy breathing Eyelids flutter Shy smiles dance Upon his lips and I Know the moment I’ve been waiting for He laughs out loud Flipping over I rise More slowly today Returning to my own harbor I…
rainbow hunting 101 (not just for colored girls)
i have been holding my breath holding my hands holding this bill holding it back holding it in while holding it down now at this closing stage this ending phase this last part this new start breathing is no longer a luxury there are full minutes of standing still when you are not…
please stand by…
this old body is just a bit worn down. we’ll be back to regular programming tomorrow.
fearfree living 