Is it possible to waste words To have them fall from the sky Like gifts Perfect in their sacred Profoundness To feel the weight Of their intensity Grab at your heart Coax tears Create laughter Take your hand Lead you in the slowest of dances E...
I am bathed in my own morals On the curve of the beachIn the damp sand Where the water rises to greet And then slips silently awayEbbs and flows Under the oblivious light of the moonThe wind fingers my hairBut offers no armsI am alone with my lossesAnd my...
I am a lover of words. I like What they do to my tongue.Each letter Whispers its own tune To me, When spoken together A song. Like love, How it opens the lips, Extends the tongue, Closes with a kiss, Sounds hopeful. How the letter O, When accen...
"We won't let them call it a break down this time," She says, Wiping imagined stray hairs from my brow. I want to laugh. I want to cry. I want to scream. Medication is bliss. I wonder their names. I cannot control my lips, Let alone form words. ...
Diaspora She asks me if I know what this means Like the seeds of a dandelion Blown by the harsh winds of intention versus expectation I am a black woman and the seed Is the marrow of my spine The wind has caught in the thickness of my hair Lifting...
I used to think that My heart Was strength Those muscled walls pump life Through my veins and arteries Without help or direction An Involuntary act of nature Like a whirlwind That I could neither capture nor hold My heart roams free Runs deep Beats from p...
When does a poem begin And where does it end? Does it swoop down like a breeze To swirl around the ankles Of a pubescent girl With knock knees? Is it there the seed begins? Does it shiver In the pit of her groin At the whisper of him near?After mont...
In the Spring I made you strawberry shortcake I doubled the berries Topped it with the creamiest of creams I watched you savor its flavor Took your compliments to heart For you I’d bake a thousand cakes Cook a hundred meals Every day, for the rest...
Oh my love My Sisyphus Content to struggle up the crag To feel the ache of limbs Limbs extended in one effort Toward an endless goal Such bliss To stand at attention Wind smoothing the wildness of your hair Having sown your oats righteously so K...
I was just sitting there, Thinking of all the things I have not experienced, Watching the sun drift through the sky lights Of a short ceiling— As it laid Stunningly bright rays Across the golden glow of your skin, While dancing across those deep, ...
I would say That I could turn the darkest skies The brightest blue. And, maybe When you were younger, Your feet unsteady, You would have believed that I could. But, I am powerless. All that I have is The strength of my love, The length of my arm...
If I were near you, Lying beside you, You would have awoken to the feel of my lips on your body, The pull of my tongue and the wanderings of my hands Devouring you, Me tasting the sweet saltiness that is my reward Sparing not a drop I would be the sun tha...
Just because she doesn't cry, Doesn’t mean a thing. What she’s piddling with Is a hainted heart. Sometimes tears Can't cause a river Deep enough for a woman To dip her haint of a heart in --Not when she has lived too long In such a short time. Wha...
