memory
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Give Me My Flowers Today
I don’t usually post on Saturdays but on discovering a dear blogger friend’s death at the same time the world is mourning Earl “DMX” Simmons, a thought struck me. As I scrolled through my LinkedIn page (and I am rarely on LinkedIn), I came across this post and was surprised to learn of Sue Vincent’s… Continue reading
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When I’m Gone
You don’t have to mention my name Waste, not your resources Carving my initials into the ground Or on street signs and buildings Not near corners where future Martin Kings Will sell dope and brawl Until their quarrels leak With the accidental stench of death Over dice games I’m sure Dr. King didn’t expect his… Continue reading
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YouTube: New Poem Added! Listen to “Grief” #Poetry #Spoken Word
I wrote this poem in honor of my dad last year, inspired by a real experience. I was listening to Pandora and Yolanda Adams “Open My Heart” came on. I usually turn the station because the song reminds me of my dad who died of cancer in 2000. This time though, I allowed myself to… Continue reading
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Grief
it came in waves today grief did the sound of Yolanda Adams opening her heart did it I was wrong to listen her voice was a gun her lyrics, a trigger me, the victim she was thunder my tears rain Yolanda knows I can’t listen to that song it hoola hooped on the radio… Continue reading
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Memories
Nostalgia’s a nauseating sickness like four little girls still trying to tear down the brick painted on the sides of their heads Pocketbook scriptures still dangling from underneath their tongues like a scorched covenant under burned fingernails still trying to get me to remember Truth be queasy like first trimesters be painful like birth pains… Continue reading
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I’ll Carry It With Me
From the bowels of the deep south To the place of the rising sun She’ll stretch her roots to the ends of the Earth And her scent to the universe edge From the Nile To the Euphrates Her soul is Langston And has grown deep like the rivers On her bark Are the names whipped… Continue reading
