trouble over my shoulder
like a sack for a traveler
I wanna crawl out of my skin
just to get out of this place
why do I abide
swim against the tide
Love reigns the
king of compassion
innocence is your soul
overwhelmed by light
pureness no shadows
Easter 1997
Defiance
my feelings are
of the devils
in defiance
of my very own being
My thoughts
My feelings
My attitudes
My perceptions
of my way of living
How Naive!
I am attracted too.
the devils cue
Hues of red
traces of blood
I can’t go back
To being Innocent again
I want to capture
Rejuvenate my youth
mend my wings
fly again
instead I choose
deceptive cues
I’ll never learn how to grow old
immortality is killing me
I’ll never be sweet only a tease
to deny my secrets
never my dreams
The drugs discovered
My friends
are falling
soon to be dead
all are special
promises of friendship are broken
like the
torn wing from a dove
tears will fall for them
Falling
They’ve changed
I still love
think of the way
it used to be so pure
so beautiful like someone dancing on air
no glass to sleep on
no sun to turn you on
No one to show you how
The promises get broken
one by one
promises to keep from getting hurt
hurting for
hurting them
Disguise
are you as cold as my winter storm?
will you be my special one? Tell me darling
what’s real?
fire in your eyes
melts me wild
holding on to sorrow and pain
is it raining in your mental plain
Will you be by my side
awaken to love
in the mornin light
love is a feeling deep in your soul
That doesn’t go away with time
that shakes you alive
aching for more.
Lady Beware
in the darkness of midnight
for you are fragile with fright
I like the night
for you can see what hurts you in the daylight
whereas the night
carries
the mysteries
of the world
holding a separate realm
all is its own
Lady beware the darkness of night
for you are fragile with fright
the darkness of night before you
behind
mysteries collide your eyes
danger is always near
Let light in
In through the darkness
In through the house.
These moments
When
I cannot see
The outside
When all I can do is hiding
These moments plague me
Like an unfulfilled
Ritual
*Race against time
without reason or rhyme
I’ve always felt this urgency
it slowed down just in time for me to
have my babies
I am always so busy
I get reminded that I need to
slow down
small moments
a hug or a smile
the warmth that emanates
between the bodies of
myself and my children
the chi that embodies
our interconnections
in those early morning hours
we cuddle to wake up
giving me just enough
oneness to keep our cords connected
knowing that we were once
just inside one body
*Whispers
Still,
An unmovable object
Conquering time worlds apart
Words,
Heard,
As they drift
Through the
Air like clouds
If thunder was
A voice
Have you listened?
Have you heard the sound of falling rain?
As it whispers
Our Name
*Hues
Believe in justice.
Not in the systematic
Approach to life.
To give is to receive more…
Care not of closed thought
Blinded by
Society’s views
Hues of colour
Everywhere we wander
Holding what we wonder
Holding every thought that was carried
In the minds of memories
Believe in green
Always stay gold…
Money makes the world grow cold
Seas of sanction
Guilt reigns
Mirrored pains
Washing my face
From societies
Beliefs
State of minds
Seas of sanction
Realms of compassion
Have no say
In a world of decay
Left after dis-ease
State of minds
Seas of sanction
Can anyone win
Temptations and urges of discipline?
Morals of precaution
In a day of race and age
Not to whom
Respect is deserved
State of minds
In realms of deceptions
Distinctive essays
Professor’s red
Blood of lonely
Heart of blue
Ocean waves of prosperity
Enhance society
With morals of simplicity
Time solutions
Evil ution
Time consumptions
Simple notions
Easy medication
Rippling education
Mixed notions
False presumption
Mal adjustments
In capital gain
Bring pain
Criteria leaves average
Folk on their on their knees
Paperwork that kills trees
Brings forest disperse
In shuffling, processing
And time telling
Positions that have no aim
Bring the power
Back to the hands
That serves and not destroys.
Women’s studies, Amherst 2010
!dready mamma
your hair silver dreaded
flowing down your back
like a prized Nubian queen
@
in America, in a small
vortex town where even
the seagulls find their way
and hang
Hours away from the shore.
#40
If my dreads continue growing
To my knees, with silver
flowing down my back
fading to flaxen
Will lines crease my face?
Under their weight
Looking at me with wrongful reality
because I am not one with in republican
Birthday
$ I am 35
my Birthday today with a few lines
caressing my eyes furrowing my brow
%
my body with raging cortisol
The days of the mother
are full of checks+balances
that don’t include time
for care.
^
The lace under my black velvet
skirt doesn’t show much.
&
My black knee high boost
in disguises my Goth
The autumn sun exaggerates
reds, greens and gold’s
last dying days of life
as cold chlorophyll reaches the elements
Nature’ is in guise
-a gesture of reality.
A quiet moment among flowers
Only surpassed – by the rustling
Of the canopies leaves
A treasure tropism guided by Magik
Automatic reflex- igniting mystery
A proboscis unraveled into nectar,
Because of the toes tasting…
In the pachysandra
Tickling wet from dew
Escaping aroma
Sentence
Interrupts my sentiments
‘Nature’
In her purest voice simplicity-spoken words
Through her humble movements- oceans and rivers
Waterfalls and tides
A voice that begins in a whisperer
Crickets-birds- rodents
Growing louder in an enthusiastic roar
Lions-tigers and bears
‘Nature’
Is the most unreasonable in
Her earth quaking soul shaking way
Unforgivable tornado plow driven ways
Leveling and over taking
She continues to grow over our decay
Making right of all our wrongs
The brain
Illuminates the seventh chakra. Indigo in pure light
Spirituality in serenity
The brain
Workings of each individual man, woman and child
The brain
A rhythm for the syntax
Firing and connecting in the psyche
The brain is infinite in possibilities_
Infinite in realms
+worlds- living in unison between dreams+ realities
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