Poetry Moment Paul Laurence Dunbar

Poetry was a part of my self-discovery and cultural appreciation from a very young age.  When I was younger i searched for Black poets and stumbled onto the name Paul Laurence Dunbar.  Although Dunbar is best know for his Black dialectic verses; he was also authored novels, short stories and poetry without this theme that has been largely overlooked… Enjoy one of my favorite poems by Dunbar The Sum A little dreaming by the way, A little toiling day by day; A little pain, a little strife, A little joy,–and that is life. A little short-lived summer’s morn, When joy … Continue reading Poetry Moment Paul Laurence Dunbar

Poetry Moment: Maya Angelou

It was not poetry that brought me to Maya Angelou.  I was 13 or 14 when I happened upon a book that title instantly peeked my interest.  This book was “I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings.”  This autobiography was Maya’s coming of age story that took you from her early childhood to becoming a teen mother.  It still remains on my must read for women…Please Enjoy her poem that shares its name with one of my favorite books! I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till … Continue reading Poetry Moment: Maya Angelou

Poetry Moment: Pablo Neruda

The first time I read Pablo’s work; I was addicted.  I would read and reread his poetry as if it was written only for me.  He is a poetic genius.  Please enjoy one of my favorites poems… If You Forget Me I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were … Continue reading Poetry Moment: Pablo Neruda

A Pearl

Much too young to understand Pain came in my life and held my hand It hurt so much I pulled away But every day became night I was living in what felt like a serious fight.   I logged this pain deep inside. My memories became the standard lie “I’m fine” But anger grew and I called it; “strength” Still much too young to understand Pain became anger now they both held my hand. But the days became night Ruled by my anger; I felt now I had the upper hand. At least that’s how I stayed in the fight. … Continue reading A Pearl

Happy 40th Birthday to My Big Sister

My first memory involves you. I was being pushed in a yellow stroller Every time it flipped over you’d get me back up; Laugh and push some more. I had no idea where I was going but I felt safe. I knew you were there.  When I was afraid of the dark I spent endless nights kicking you in your head. And looking back I never even realized I had my own bed For that and much more I am so grateful. I thank you for: Being my big sister,  pushing me,  getting me back up,  making me feel safe … Continue reading Happy 40th Birthday to My Big Sister

The Stroll

When I can’t write I find a picture or go people watching to help inspire.  Then I force myself to freestyle the feelings into words.  These were last night’s inspirational pictures hope you enjoy; “The Stroll”.   We begin by taking a stroll under a dark sky; The stars now act as our guiding light. The wrestling sounds of the waves, Plays like drums in the background. Your hand, now finds its way into mine. The sand tickles between our toes; Each step more relaxing than the one before. We stroll. At each break; Our eyes connect; we capture this … Continue reading The Stroll

No Fuss

No Fuss You don’t make a fuss over me Don’t spend time trying to convince me of my beauty You can careless about the style of my hair Make-up on or off, you never seem to care I can think through an outfit all day long To you it’s nothing different Chances are you won’t remember a thing I had on I don’t remember the last time you looked me in the eyes Just to tell me that I’m beautiful Come on, really you still can’t understand why I’m not making a fuss as I walk out the door. Continue reading No Fuss