Crown Poem 2/Hour 2

Crown By: LuvMiFreely Freedom pours from the roots of my scalp Expressionism, free formed from the creativity of my Black mind Folks try to dictate how I grow, wear, and style what’s rightfully mine They claim it’s lacks professionalism, it’s unkempt Untamed But what grows…

Hour 3 : Blossom

Standing naked through out Capturing the winter gloom Enslaving the chilly winds Not tired of waiting for the brightest star Raising her brittle arms up in the sky As she silently suffered in pain A day came when she played with the breeze With the…

Dark Clouds

Darkest clouds horizon blast split Arid creek dam explosion arroyo chaw wind blowing Scary to see with the naked eyes Part of life to take one breath

Hour 2 (2022)

The Darkest Evening Tonight feels like the darkest evening. The swing of a gavel setting the sun and taking all hope with it. They think we don’t see the things they do in the darkness. They think that if they keep us here we’ll forget…

#3- Ballerina

You smile across the table Your eyes locked with her dancing frame Watching, observant, as she gets lost in the music

3 Kindness Rocks

3       Kindness Rocks   Good vibes only Sharing with strangers Colors that notice Placed safely around   Keep hide or remain Something we need Hard with soft wishes No postage required   Remember be caring Give one a try Bestow a sweet blessing…

Revelation, Hour Three

Revelation I wander, gathering wool down memory lane and sweetly roaming, amid revery, immersed in my mind and the pulsing heart of peaceful being when a sharp noise, a scrolling headline proclaiming the latest atrocity yanks me back to HERE, back to NOW, a fish…

Melodious melancholy

One of the things I can truly say brings me earned regret is my lack of musical ability A great-aunt who taught piano offered me free lessons I passed, parents didn’t push An old soul, junior high me discovered Big Band music bought Glenn Miller…

#3 Now

no time, no place holding all as one. no up, no down but not without direction. no launch, no finale the now is omnipresent. the pause between the notes, the breath between the words, the stillness in the dance, sovereign over all. Shedding ancient skins…

Laughing limbs

Bare tree branches Save from the weather- smiling Green leaves laugh lonely; “Summer’s time!”