Voiceless

Do- You- See- Me? Do you? Right in front of you, Speaking to you, Like a broken, lost puppet  I sing… I dance.. I twirl… I prance- Oh, the world’s a stage Cue good old “Mr Cellophane” Can you see my countenance change? Notice I wear a mask to play this game? Can you hear…

Grandma’s Chair

On Grandma’s porch, there’s an iron chair I close my eyes, and she’s sitting there Head slightly bent, in silent prayer…   When I open them up she’s really there,  Rocking in this front porch chair… The truth is… I have no clue how long she’s been there,  In this iron sitting chair  Whispering her…

Dear Daughters 

Dear Daughters, I don’t have a daughter, You see I only have a son, But there is something you should know From one girl to another one. I know you see the “girls” on the TV and in magazines, Showing their rumps, twerking, trying to be seen Ones who think it’s ok to be called…

Seeds

A seed- Just a mustard seed… A single mustard seed Did anyone stop to think, How small that really is? How minuscule, Almost nonexistent This little mustard seed Not potato, tomato, Barley, nor chia Has the power To make mountains cower With belief… Faith- As small as the seed The words you speak Will cause…

Consumed 

~Locked~ Locked…is it locked? I remember pressing the button but….. What did I do? I came in, kicked off my shoes, started a pot…. But- Chaos…. Locked! Shower taken, tv on, dinner ordered…. But I wonder…. Is it locked? Think! Did I press the button? What did I do? Okay, one more time and I…

Before the Storm

It’s always quietest right before, the bottom falls out- That moment just before, the other shoe drops When the world holds her breath Because she knows- The other shoe is falling The ground is unsafe… There is lightning coming, right after that thunder It’s in the quiet moments, while waiting for the ground to crumble…

Baggage 

When do you get tired? Tired of being sick and tired Tired of being weary and heavy leaden Tired of being bogged down Dragged down.. Worn down… Shackled- Tired… Reclaiming my time! No, not yet- luggage has arrived Do you pick it up? Of course you do, you always do… You bring it Check it…

Click 

~Sometimes we all need a wake up call ~ Click- Pulled over He looked suspicious Killed because the fear was vicious, But don’t worry he deserved it, The ticket from ’93 proves his death was worth it… Click- Neck rolling, fingers snapping Another show with black women snapping, Why must it seem like we’re always…

Daddy’s Girl 

He’s her first love Her first date If he’s not careful Her first heartbreak The truth is He can do no wrong She’s been a Daddy’s Girl All along Rockin’ pigtails to ponytails, Barbie dolls to high heels The only thing that never fails She’ll always care how daddy feels From graduation to graduation Job…

The Letter

I chose a path you cannot take But I’m not far from thee I’ve gone to glory with the Lord So, don’t grieve too long for me Remember it’s okay to laugh, To even crack a smile, To tell the stories that embarrassed me- when I was a child But if you have to weep…