Recent Comments
Queen Dee on a final dream of flight Denise Wooten on crazy((NPM2017 # 8) August Wilson and Fe… on The American Century Cycle platonegro on shoestrings chelleechauxnuff – United States – I do Inter-disciplinary Performing Arts such as Theater, mixed media works, found object collage, palm shard mask making and photo journalism, all while vocalizing all genres of music.I also grow plants and rag-up denim clothing into new designs. I love the oceans, Black cats , Black dogs and good food! chelleechauxnuff on shoestrings
Category Archives: Poetry
Family
Advertisements before the war on families we were different together warm handsdeep voicesroses in the springmelon in the summerschool clothescar vacationsaunts unclesgrandpas’ & granniespresents on Christmas morningEaster dinnerchurch on new years eve we were holding vigilkeeping the watch granny said … Continue reading
Nambie
Advertisements you know nothing of my life neither the contours or its jagged torn edges not its superfluity nor me in my sublimity the salient sweet funk radiating out of my unborn thought dressed in melanin the saving grace of the … Continue reading
suicide note to frantz fanon
Advertisements & when i did become this pale non-reflection of myself when did i slip into the suit you brought with you discarding myself to fit inside not be left on the margin bleeding and dying like the naked savages … Continue reading
homefulness
Advertisements where do the homeless place their hearts what do they carry in their bags are there enough bags to carry memories dreams hopes where do they keep their shattered sense of security what story do they tell themselves about … Continue reading
God as a Wild Woman with Stars in Her Hair
Advertisements god as a wild woman with stars in her hair they told me god was a wild woman with stars in her hair i have seen such women sun glowing in their eyes wind pouring from calloused finger tips still … Continue reading
Crows
Advertisements In conversation with Crows ancient obsidian sentries of the gate between worlds they remind me to stand in my integrity to know what I know and stay the path WolfHawkJaguar told me “Don’t give up before the miracle happens” … Continue reading
Built to carry weight
Advertisements I will still stand up even if it all falls down Stand & deliver flying over shaking ground That be my measure for all you that come to weigh I am good in the storm My Gods built me … Continue reading
Posted in Black Arts, Life., North American African Perspective, Poetry, spokenword
Tagged blk arts, poetry, spoken word, warrior art, wordslanger
Leave a comment
Pragmatic Optimism
Advertisements The figs did not ripen this year nor did the dreams of democracy in the land of the free the hard green fruit only skin and seeds absent the flesh necessary to sustain the living who are left with … Continue reading
Posted in Life., North American African Perspective, Poetry, spokenword
Tagged ayodele wordslanger nzinga, blk arts, life lessons, lyrical poetry, poetry, spokenword
1 Comment
home in the graveyard
Advertisements brothers hug corner dreamstil they bleedcuz that’s allthey own i woke up lastnight dreamed i built me a homeI pray my grave is not the only land I ever own
The Last Laureate of Newark
Advertisements The Last Laureate of Newark: Oakland Local Article- Remembering Amiri Baraka. The Last Laureate of Newark (A Love Supreme) There is no laureate poet in Newark as he ascended to jam with the out and gone went to where the … Continue reading →
Share this: