Shades of YOU

Black History Month is a celebration of ALL of our history! Coal Black Soot Black Blue Black Sapphire Black Mahogany Black Ruby Black Red Black Gray Black Chestnut Black Bronze Black Carmel Black Amber Black Honey Black Oak Black Beige Black Mellow Yellow Black White Black   The Lightest of the light..Black The Darkest of…

I died today

I died today… my skin darkened, and color changed. Air rushed from my body. I became silent. Softly I closed my eyes, felt my limbs freeze…stiff and still, I left. I drowned. The water consumed me, covered my head, filled my nose, and flooded my mouth. My ears popped. My lungs grew heavy..my chest puffed…

These Fingers

I’ve noticed that I haven’t been wearing any rings lately; on my fingers. No polish, or color; except for my own brown glossy shade. I’m attracted to the plainness, the shortness of fingernail, the roundness of knuckle, and the delicate bends. The softness of palm with blushing lines throughout The thin of finger and tiny…

Love Me Right

I got rivers flowing through my breast; ancient rivers that griots tell stories about that babies suckle from that tiny toes dance through I got rivers flowing through my breast Elephant trunks sip Grandmothers bathe in Grandfathers are baptized in Love me right I got a cowry shelled belly that houses the Sun Fruits and…

Blow on Me

Just a blow behind my left ear. Just a silent whisper is all I need. My belly rises and falls and twists of us. Long before we became “US”. I remember being four, and seeing you at the bottom stairwell, a chill never forgotten. At night you would pace and pant outside of my window….

Spirit is in ME

Something so deep inside me, that burns and sizzles That yearns and parts and spreads that opens and allows spirit to run.. to swim to fly to laugh to breed to be born….in…. Me. to be born in the deepest part of me. The inside of all that I am born within my intestines, born…

I Come Forth

I COME FORTH BY DAY AND NIGHT Sunrise and Sunset Through every minute and Every second Every hour Time transcending Spirits ascending Passing faces Familiar faces Walking down paths that I remember Hearing same old stories told SHIVA BUDDHA OSHUN SHANGO NYAME OGUN YEMANJA I come forth by Day and by Night Spirits on top…

WE RIDE

We ride on the backs and breast of those that have come before On ancestor’s shoulders and great, great, great, daddy’s toes With drops of frankincense and myrrh and rows of gold around our necks We ride on ocean waves of blue blackness on top of undersea ancient temples imprinted of our blue colored faces…

Sweet Symphony

It is an anthology of soul-loving Black Folk Giving and receiving of spirit Bestowing Gods blessings Breathing in love Tasting Sweetness Bottom to top loving Shiny and Nappy Smooth and Course Loving our way Redeeming and revolting Sista’s speaking in tongues and Brotha’s seeing visions Black Folk soul loving Empowering and inspiring OO’S and AH’S…

The Blue Lady

She kissed my feet and painted them with vanilla syrup.