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  • my eyes (only)

  • Ancestral Trauma

    It has been too long, but long is never gone, for tomorrow, no matter how long, shall arise once again as long as your essence allows it! Today, I sit in a memoir of my own life. A reality of hurt and pain. A reality of my ancestry. A reality of truth. Thoughts of my…

  • Papa

    What a beautiful site: He sat in tanned clothing, He was as handsome as can be with a clean shavened face. He wore the same paint stained watch I remembered as a child. Eloquent in an unfamiliar sitting position as he spoke of an intellectual topic. I gawked and took in every inch of his…

  • Another Year….

    Another year to depart from and say good-bye to, it was fun, it was sad and it was happy! A new year to embark on to renew yourself, to say bye to the old and hello to the new. Are you ready? Are YOU ready? I can’t hear you!! ARE YOU READY!!!!!????? (“ahem” as I…

  • Short Poem-Pierce

    Flesh and bone I lay Awaiting to pierce his heart with love

  • Needy Poetry

    He said my poetry reeks of being “needy” He failed to understand the concept of one’s own interpretation….

  • Him.

    Each eye has their own vision of beauty, My vision of beauty is him, He His Him His mocha skin touches me on the outside all the way to within, He His Him His chocolate eyes sparkle when near, His hands interlock mine as he takes me on a high, His high My high Our…

  • Solitude Me.

    At times I feel guilty wanting to be alone, yet without being alone, I can never be whole… Let me be, Let me be, So I can grow strong, Grow strong, Grown long, Like a tree even when fogged… I need to start anew, Fresh like the dew, Blossom to green, Then fall and just…

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