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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
Tag Archives: narrative poetry
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
landless
Advertisements (Art by Karen Seneferu in honor of Kemba “Walking Tree” Shakur at the Joyce Gordon Gallery in Oakland CA) landless gentrified ghetto children in the inner city got grand parents from the country grandparents moved to the city for … Continue reading
99 Swang / That New Millenium Dime
Advertisements 99 sheep woke up/came in from the toxic fields/in search of a song/full of tic bites/wolves against no walls/on a come up/calling bluffs/tea parties full of donkeys&elephants 99 sheep/infiltrated/media affiliated/99 sheep awake/from a long slow dance/a tango w/existence insistent on voicing the … Continue reading
A Song for Dirt & Water from “That New Millennium Dime”
Advertisements this is a song for dirt & water star dust & tears a dark cosmic prayer for redeemption help us forget what we never needed to know someone beat the drum slowly/find the road we are ready to go … Continue reading
Dirt – From That New Millennium Dime
Advertisements the people /slowly returning/to the land/ slowly/ slow food /looking for sustenance in the sustainable green ways/leaning on unknowing/relearning/undoing re/remembering what we never should have forgotten/ from dust to dust/how we forget that/2/3’s water/how we forget that/god alchemy/mimic nature/ … Continue reading
Posted in Black Arts, North American African Perspective, Poetry, spokenword, That New Millennium Dime, work in progress
Tagged ayodele wordslanger nzinga, blk arts, life lessons, lyrical poetry, narrative poetry, North American African Perspective, that new millennium dime, work in progress
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The Lower Bottom Playaz; Full Metal
Advertisements Bullets are usually made of lead. If you cover a lead bullet with copper you get a Full Metal Jacket; an armor piercing projectile. It is our intention to wound you with art. You will leave feeling something. You will be moved … Continue reading
Posted in Black Arts, Craft, INK, journal, Life., North American African Perspective, Performing Arts, Poetry, spokenword, Theater, work in progress
Tagged aspirations, august wilson, ayodele wordslanger nzinga, blk arts, creativity, gem of the ocean, journal, life lessons, lower bottom playaz, lyrical poetry, marvin x, narrative poetry, North American African Perspective, opal palmer adisa, poems, spokenword, theater, warrior art, work in progress
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Canon – (From the collection INK)
Advertisements in the bosom smelling like milk knowing this is as close to the honey as they gonna let you get it’s bitter to the taste inside the house walking on the bones somebody write this story tell what it … Continue reading
Unwritten (From the collection INK)
Advertisements unless you can write food on a plate words on paper have little to do with empty bellies bloated as if hunger were a being growing in the vacuum drawing flies to eyes puckering brows painting something that … Continue reading
Inked (From the collection INK)
Advertisements he had a tattoo tear it didn’t mean now what it meant then it weighed less or more it was a piece of fire now it burned beneath his eye announcing he had been Abel to be Cain the … Continue reading
Posted in Black Arts, INK, North American African Perspective, Performing Arts, Poetry, spokenword, work in progress
Tagged ayodele nzinga, ayodele wordslanger nzinga, body art, identity, image, ink, lyrical poetry, narrative poetry, orality, spokenword, tattoos, text, visual text, warrior art, wordslanger
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INK
. it don’t signify
like blue black wrinkled old men
in stingy brims
teeth clenching 5 dollar cigars
breath smelling of gin and knowing
from a distance
whose eyes grin
as they eloquently explode
divine curses
like corks from aged wine
you gotta shake ya head
so it don’t hit ya Continue reading
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Tagged ayodele wordslanger nzinga, black arts, lyrical poetry, narrative poetry, North American African Perspective, poems, spokenword, wordslanger, work in progress, writing
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