Monthly Archives: May 2015

That New Millennium Dime: The Dime

Posted on May 14, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

That New Millennium Dime

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come dancing

Posted on May 14, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

come dancing with me lets dress up lets step  out late lets shimmy grind shake stay out all night tell them to pour us a double shot of life bottoms up like we are alive cuz life is short & the … Continue reading →

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augury

Posted on May 14, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

there was always the thin line of silver shot through the vibrant orange orbs resting on the bed of crimson it should have spoke to you this is not one like the others this one has ideas about itself butterflies … Continue reading →

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alive

Posted on May 13, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

i was invited to the party i made the trip in my birthday suit screaming my arrival pulling first air into lungs i am & that’s a wondrous thing i think longing for a shower sipping coffee on the side … Continue reading →

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scarred

Posted on May 12, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

beautiful the dreams that grow within if you look deep you can see into the room i keep them in like treasure gold glittering you just have to look beyond the scars the signs that i have fell down hit … Continue reading →

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Hiraeth (A deep longing for a home you can’t return to, or never was)

Posted on May 11, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

what is home the place you belong the place you return to the place your heart lives what is home a land a people a place of your own can dreams be homeless if the dreamer must carry the dreams … Continue reading →

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Deep In

Posted on May 10, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

in the deep of the deep where the truth is told aloud hitting like day light drive bys naked unvarnished we don’t play politically correct understanding the dance has no steps the imperative is to survive arrive alive at the … Continue reading →

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the listener

Posted on May 9, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

sometimes i feel god in me like a river flowing without shores moving in me like a symphony big soul shaking caressing me from within reminding me I am a reflection falling like stars through this reality with business that … Continue reading →

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Boogymen

Posted on May 9, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

child the world is full of boogymen who fly on skelly bird wings not just one of them but legion boogymen in suits with briefcases full of important papers pages that hold your fate sealed like tombs boogymen in robes … Continue reading →

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Brother Gone

Posted on May 7, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

peace, just a line to say you are on my mind so far away from home all you love surrounded on four sides by danger clear present enduring stealing you from us forcing you to hide your fire under water … Continue reading →

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