My Sister says that she doesn’t like poetry. She said that Poetry is boring and makes her fall asleep.
What?! How can you not like poetry?
Poetry.. (come on now) POETRY?!
It’s a dance…kinda like ballet, one step and two steps, plies, pirouettes..
It’s calculated and intelligent like the game of Chest
It’s A rhythm..
… a vision.
It’s a Float on a high pitch or a Swing on a low note
A Kiss Up …a Brush Off…talk to the hand turn my back were through; (a Goodbye letter to you)
It’s an inside scoop
How can you not like poetry? Come on sis? …
it’s a Power Fist…a Karate Kick
a Rebellion.. a Political Secret Society
It’s the beauty of words…
Adjectives and Expletives
An Illicit Lyrical Photograph
A Telephone Conversation
It’s An Artist’s Masterpiece
The Actors Script
The Drummers Beat
A Crickets Call
It’s in and out of fashion
Yeah, It’s cool for the Cool Cats that are Cool Now
It’s LIFE for the Visionary’s, the Revolutionary’s, Luminary’s, and Activists of yesterday, today, and forever.
It’s the Uppity Stiffs with the tight ties, the long flowing ruffled skirts with bare toes peeking beneath, the scarf wearing, laptop toting and Dashiki Dawners.
It’s a tale within a tale
A tale of Phyllis Wheatley being the first published African-American Woman poet
A light up..A Blast..It’s Rap! It’s “Thinkin’ of a master plan / Ain’t nothing but sweat inside my hand” – Eric B. And Rakim
Gill Scott Heron? The “Godfather of Rap“..His Loud Un- televised Revolution?
When Dr. Martin Luther king Jr. said “I have been to the Mountaintop.. (his last speech) THAT WAS POETRY!
HARK the Raven Nevermore, by Edgar Allen Poe
I know Why the Caged Bird Sings, by Maya Angelou
and even the signature of David A.N. Jackson… Always signed “I am sincerely (squiggly mark) David A.N. Jackson”
Come on now!!! Poetry? It’s one word movements on plain white cardboard signs… (Change) C.H.A.N.G.E. Did it not rock the world. Obama!! Obama!! (Change)
It’s Motivation and Inspiration… A Smile..A Kiss..A Spanking..A Birth..A death
Poetry.. Poetry?! How can you not like poetry?
(For me it’s the milk on my cereal)..The Commercials of my life..what wakes me up at night..what keeps me sleep and dreaming all day long.