Saturday, February 11, 2017

A poem a week for 2017 - week 6 - New day

Take me to the river
Let water wash over my head
My shoulders
Through my fingers
Have mercy
Save my life
Again

Remember way you loved me before
When I was new
When my whisper smelled like jasmine
When my touch would heal your flesh

There are rocks in my throat
Blood under my nails
Blisters on my feet

Take me to the water
Clean me
Make me new like before

I have been fighting for freedom
For mine and for yours
For our boys and our girls

Let me rest on the grass
The sun cry on my face
Kiss me under my chin
Run your fingers cross my neck

Wet me in the water
Until I call out your name

Saturday, February 4, 2017

A poem a week for 2017 - week 5 - Speak (haiku)

Tell me your name and
I will say it. Scream with my
Fire tongue 'cross land

Saturday, January 28, 2017

A poem a week for 2017 - week 4 - Days (haikiu)

These are fighting times
Time to choose a side and speak
Time to lift voice shout

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

It's 12:34 am and I am at home. Been home now for a few hours from a meeting. I am ready for bed but there are words that need to be released before I do. So here I am. With nothing in particular to say. Just here.

I lost my phone yesterday and I have never lost a phone before. At first I felt really disconnected from the world. That's so dramatic but that's how I felt. Disconnected. Thankfully there is Facebook and email where I can still reach out and others and reach me. Not the same as a phone though. I intended to gift myself with a new phone when my V-Day check came but other things like bills were more important. Now I don't the money and have to get a new one. Anyway, me and my first world problems. A phone will come and I will deal.

I'm going to fiddle around online a little while longer then get some rest. I have a morning meeting I need to be good for. I hope you all are loving yourselves. I really do.


Saturday, January 21, 2017

A poem a week for 2017 - week 3 - So woman

Make way for this flesh so bold
These hands so righteous they hold freedom like blood
I have figured out who I am
Can you fly
Can you easy like cloud in sky
I woman dangerously
I woman with my feet
Stepping toward justice every mile
There is prayer in these veins
Heat in this tongue
Watch me call her name and his
Listen to me chant over blood dripping in the street
I am a magic woman
Magic

I'm so woman
I'm so own my body my mind
My choice my faults
I am a body of water ready to wave
I am a flicker a flame lighting the way

I am shine from the moon
I cannot unsee what I've seen
I cannot unknow what I've heard

My knees bend to the sky
Thighs so strong and steady
Belly holds my babies heads
I am a revolution
I sister so many ways
Way I love and forgive
Bake bread and remember
I am mother too
Babies come through my walls like messengers
These arms around your shoulders
These fingertips wipe away tears
I am a friend
I am lover and daughter
Wind and rainbow
Look into these eyes and know I am
Forever




Saturday, January 14, 2017

Somebody bring me a bottle of wine and some tall gray Ugg boots size 10. Thank you. And some tube socks. Bring some tube socks too.

A poem a week for 2017 - week 2 - Dear Valerie

I wish you joy on your day
So much joy you hold it in your hands
And it becomes hot
Like words
Like breath
Like steam
I wish you steam

I wish you rivers that run down your back
You scream like rainbow
Like hot grits
Like bills paid and memories of your dear mother

I wish you smiles so hurt
Your belly shakes
Your voice quivers
Your eyes tear
I wish you tears
From laughter
From friends
From tickle
From love
I wish you love

You and God know how you want to be loved
I wish you that kind of love
That kind
Neck rubs and massages
Scripture and whisper
Have the love of your dreams
Have the love of your knowing

O the ways you have taught us to dance
So fierce
So fists waving
So roar
So free
Thank you
Did we ever thank you

I wish you poems
That rhyme
And remind you to sing
So angel
So loud
So southern
So God

I wish you God
Her hands and breasts and lap
Holding you through fire and rain
Over valleys and fog

May you have ears on your day
That listen you large
And know you well
And tongues
Tongues that tell you how loved you are
How special
How big
How grand
How wonderful

I wish you wonderful
I love you dearly

Happy birthday


Sometimes I just want to go to the park and swing on the swings and go super high and then jump off and pretend that I'm flying.
I'm not reading enough right now. The best way to get those creative juices flowing is to read, read, read.
I committed to writing a poem a week for the year and already I'm having trouble keeping up. I need to post tonight and there is nothing I'm choosing to write about. I will post because like I said, I'm committed to it.
It's 1:13 am and I am at home. I did a late night run to the laundry mat because I want to wear a certain outfit tomorrow at my meeting and it wasn't clean, so I hustled up some energy from somewhere and got it done. I'm posting now not because I have anything interesting to say but to release these words in my head so I can sleep well. I have to get up early and I need sleep to come good and fast tonight. I took myself off my meds for three days straight and will be taking them tonight. Why did I tell you that? I don't know. Anyway, while I still have some energy left I'm going to cut my hair because it seriously needs it. Love yourselves, y'all.

Oh, in other news, these pills keep me craving food. I've eaten too much fast food recently. Watch me get that under control. Anyway, I dig y'all. I really do.

One more thing, I just started THE TOWN DANCE by my good friend Nikki Skies. I can't wait to dig deeper in the book. Get your copy!

Kisses

Saturday, January 7, 2017

A poem a week for 2017 - Week 1 - Wet

I am not the woman I used to be
She is dead

You killed her

I have become the ocean
Deep and wide

You cannot burn me

You can only hope I do not swallow you
Break you off into little pieces or gulp you whole
I have choices you know

Watch me hold fish and boats and worlds in my belly
Listen closely I preach sermons to the sun
Sing songs to the stars
Cry to the moon
Wave at the mountains

I am something to behold

Think twice before you kill another woman
I will come for you
I will swallow you head first

Remember me
Do you even remember