who am i

Because reading this gave me such a pleasant feeling inside. I had to share it. It’s a strong yet simple piece of poetry that will surely touch your heart.

Whispers that echo

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What is love to me.
What is love?
What am i to love.
What am i?

Who are you to me.
Who are you?
Who are we to them.
Who are we?

Where are we to Mars.
Where are we?
Where am i to you.
Where am i?

What is love to me.
What is love?
Who am i to love.
Who am i?

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Hidden

For Every Black Man Waiting To Be Loved

Jurien Huggins via Unsplash

Hidden: An Audio Poem

she tricked you into thinking
you weren’t noticed — your smile
didn’t meet her in the middle,
yet I see you.

I watch as you struggle to exist
in a world bent on keeping you
hidden behind its sullen corners,
you are not what they expect

when they envision greatness.

I come to you, arms outstretched,
urging you to know my ways . . .
I want to calm your seas,
let me be your peace.

the caves for men aren’t designed
to home the wildest creatures,
we have to make our way —
we are not the boxing kind.

wrappers and bows.
garland and lights.
presentation is everything and
we put on a show.

come, dance in my direction.

I yearn to watch the little boy
emerge with his face aching
for the sunlight.
I know he’s there.

let me watch you
enchant this world around us,
give me the hope of a new season —
the flesh of a beating heart.

you haven’t allowed yourself
this kind of love in
nearly a lifetime, yet here I am . . .
flaunting it for you to touch.

I will not hide you, no . . .
not when something as beautiful
as you should be placed on the
front row of city buses.

no hesitations
no second thoughts
no reconsiderations

necessary.


Originally published on Medium.

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Peace and blessings, beautiful people.

in the fog

haiku-lune chain

foggysunrise
Foggy Sunrise|Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

the foggy sunrise
awakens a dewy morn
heaven on this earth

captured by its light
sun-filled clouds
rain down on our heads

an autumn morning
cold as ice
freezes our quick steps

bruised, blue fingertips
covered in cotton-thin gloves
pockets are their home

a new day bursts through
the sun lives
it breathes once again