compassion
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For Those Who Are Sad
Can I cradle you in the nook of my arms? If you were here, would you let me? Hold you I mean? I don’t just want a hug. I want to hold you so we cry together. Kiss the top of your forehead like a mother would. On the shoulder of comfort, let your tears… Continue reading
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To Be Loved
Every living thing wants to be loved We need it like the lyrics in our throats when the beat drops on our favorite song like the natural way our bones jump and our legs twitch and our hands move about and we dance Every living thing needs to be loved like dandelions in a field… Continue reading
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When We Were Innocent
It took me a long time to realize Rick James Mary Jane song was about weed. For a long time, I thought Mary Jane was an actual woman he was in love with. Every time I heard the song I would smile, my heart melting at the sound of love. Even after watching the movie… Continue reading
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Self-love and Poetry Contest
I’ve been watching The Handmaid’s Tale on Hulu. It’s slow, a little boring and I find the portrayal of submission and authority and the use of scripture to verify abuse offensive, filled with all of the stereotypes and misconceptions the world has taught in regard to a woman and man’s divine role. But, there is… Continue reading
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The Colors of Poetry
dip me in chocolate-covered rhyme like the color of my skin a young woman once drowning now lives on the shores of truth sweating similes from her pores a fresh coat of passion that shines something like melanin can I scorch you with radiance? breathing inspiration like oxygen singing compassion, smoking lyric and sipping on… Continue reading
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Guilty
I vomit kindness from my gut And I am overflowing (drowning) in compassion for people who have none for me. Guilty I let them swim here for free. Continue reading
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