Category Archives: I’m Just Saying!

black alice’s bluz (NPM2017 # 2)

fractured praying on the one one day maybe one not enough now not enough yesterday or the day before i am black alice running twice as fast to stand right in the same place today as yesterday and the day … Continue reading

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30 in 30 National Poetry Month 2017

In honor of National Poetry month and my first language; I will offer a poem a day for April 2017. I feel things that can only find air in a poem and in these times I find myself too busy … Continue reading

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Crossroad

I am grateful for the crossroads here is where change can occur choices and consequences here is where we walk our heart religion is what you do the crossroads reveal character intention, mettle, and upbringing what you live for reveals … Continue reading

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Bobby Hutton Park

The Defermerys are alive, says the beige council woman. They may be living but Bobby Hutton is dead and we have renamed the park to keep him alive surely you understand life and death eternally binary we are binary people … Continue reading

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on freedom (7/4/16.sorrowland)

you can’t be but so free in a sorrowland   a place you were forced to used & discontinued discarded to find a way out of no way with obstacles piled higher than the mast of the good ship Jesus … Continue reading

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times of fire

it is a time of fire an age of rising like waves on a black sea we are the pouring over after being pressed down witness fire on the water we are the lesson of the lynching tree the answer … Continue reading

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the way we walk

the story is being written madness majick and infamy spilling off the page too heavy to carry we tip over under the weight that rides dead center inside keeping us off balance stumbling up hill sometimes you got to grow … Continue reading

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skywriter

sometimes you look at your feet you think where you done walked you remember the holes you fell in the times you were underwater before you learned to swim you forget you are walking that the dirt remembers you you … Continue reading

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she who holds up the sky

  holding up the sky is dangerous business but someone has to how will the sun set where will the moon rise if the sky falls she who holds the sky above her arms extended neck craned to make sure … Continue reading

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rusty bucket promises

  some days seem like the best I ever had is a rusty bucket half full of water with a hole in it on good days I remember to be grateful for the bucket  be joy filled that when I … Continue reading

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