Thursday, May 27, 2010


Slave woman
Strong teeth, fertile worker
Curves chocolate and enticing
Taste to quench white and arid thirsts
Enslavement Cleopatric
Captured senses at crumbled empires
Antonian defeat
Colorfully swirled skirts though palms of trees
Sifting sands on varied horizons
We are Walkien and Hurstonian, Bethunenistic Anderson
Woman of renaissance
Holding fists against ceiling glass
Creating fissures
Words are we
Spoken, written, sang, shouted
Words spelled on ample hips
Lips, breasts, calves full
Brooks Angelouan on baked dancers
Rhythm lived above afros
Sexy power
Praying colored mothers
Evangelists yellow hatted
Stars from Eastern facing winds
Enough are rainbows
We live
Live we
Rainbows are enough
Winds facing Eastern from stars
Yellow hatted Evangelists
Mothers colored praying
Power sexy
Afros above lived rhythm
Dancers baked on Angelouan Brooks
Full calves, breasts, lips
Hips ample on spelled words
Shouted, sang, written, spoken
Words we are
Fissures creating
Glass ceiling against fists holding
Anderson Bethunenistic,, Hurstonian and Walkien are we
Horizons varied on sand shifting
Trees of palms through skirts swirled colorfully
Defeat Antonian
Empires crumbled at senses captured
Cleopatric enslavement
Thirsts arid and white quench to taste
Enticing and chocolate curves
Worker fertile, teeth strong
Woman Slave

Walled dreams

Bright lights

Bright promises

Promises futures

Promises days

Days to wait

Days to dream

Dreams realized

Dreams inspired

Inspired blindness

Inspired vision

Vision of past

Vision of future

Future of elders

Future of youth

Youth complain

Youth contained

Contained in ghettos

Contained in mountains

Mountains have aged

Mountains give way

Way to rebar

Way to structure

Structure of laws

Structure of lands

Land divided

Land eroded

Eroded hopes

Eroded dollar

Dollar to spend

Dollar to save

Save the building fund

Save my soul

Soul cries out

Soul dies out

Out to pasture

Out to lunch

Lunch time paid

Lunch time taken

Taken to eat

Taken to smoke

Smoke cigarettes

Smoke weed

Weed grows in dirt

Weed grows in concrete

Concrete walled

Concrete dreams



Through the looking glass

Alice said
I am
When I cannot see I
What should be there?
Visioning said rabbit
Glass reflects
Not why
Or wants
Us as we are
Lives of dreams defaulted
Betterment hopes
Days after resolutions
Resolution after days
Hopes betterment
Defaulted dreams of lives
Are we as us
Wants or
Why not
Reflects glass
Rabbit said visioning
There be should what
I see
Cannot I
When confused
Am I
Said Alice

Tuesday, May 25, 2010


Every man is born of woman
Of mothers and grandmothers
Aunts and sisters
Nurtured in the belly of hands
Palms to palms held close
Inter-joined and together
Touching hearts and souls
Becoming one with the world
Born of prayer, of God
A desire for us
In that we can ever continue
To be raised up in the image of love
Before your name was spoken
I knew that you would be called to me
A legacy provided at the dawn
I never understood how my mother
Felt about the birth of your father
Until now
When I look to the east for your arrival
Like the anticipation of the sunrise
After a restless night’s turning
My hands await the curve of your fingers
I want to hold your soft face against mine
I want to smell of your innocence
And kiss the top of your head
To feel your little heart beat rapidly
As if you are in a hurry to grow up
And yet I would not have you afraid
To Live Good
To experience all that life has to offer
The exceptional, the bad, the tiresome
I want you to know the people I love
So I will endlessly tell you stories
While you sleep in my arms, on my lap
And often beside me in church
I will give you poetry, my words
And even though I cannot sing
We will raise the rafters in voices
We will call out prayers
And yes, the humming jones
For happy has its own unique sound
It is the sound of God
It is the sound of family
It is the sound of me
Saying I will love you always.