follow my lead

Grief insisted on leading the way tearful eyes low what more to say she went I followed this way & that walking blindly in circles, imagine that, her presence heavy like shackles dragging wither I go until 1 day I simply said, No stood eye to eye & bid her go!

haiku/Black -memoriam

Wild Violet

The sun shines on a budding branch & the wild violet whispering a promise of what’s to come, yet reminding us of the fragility of what’s been hidden buried away pending us against the wind love’s clipped wings bound until a las we break free in bloom #mentalhealth #AnneHeche

storm chaser

Storm Chaser I know a man who can take that kind of anger His shoulders are broad Broad enough to shoulder it! He can roll with the punches He can handle the heavy hitters The knicks and bruises Causes by life’s blows Lift up and away from his presence alone He walks with me, he

Angels Ascending

I sit to write pen frozen to fingers verses scrambled words refuse to assemble to speak of horror now on the front page of a nation 4 Angels have ascended far beyond the banner of grief and sorrow wrapped around hearts in this hour of mourning in the morning we will gather once more to

lover’s debt

Stratus clouds form an arch in the sky dipped in gray off the painters palette wide perfectly frame in worldly view – a Prince sunrise sits solemnly, six-feet behind, bidding farewell to our Beloved Windsor worries now wiped away softly, choristers sing thee into eternity Eternal memories of Patriarch royalty his Queen mourns on the

love story (David’s poem)

Ours is a love story I could never put down No greater story of life lived could ever be found Strangers who became friends weaving the tapestry line Then turned lovers winding our way through time Taking time to pour in goodness as the years unfold our cup runneth over as we grew old this

eclipse

when my candle is extinguished and the eclipse gives way to passing-by of sun to moon when they sit to write my story that day is coming soon let it be told with Black grace abounding Lover of humanity resounding I absolutely did my best to make you feel with fervor that this Beautiful Black

We had her…

grace emanated perfectly poised positions this Black beauty had the audacity to be boldly brilliant strikingly lovely commanding center stage with syntax soaked in eloquence honored ancestors in a long lineage of excellence where she defied time to never disappoint

memories

clench crossed palms to heart motion chin down to hands whisper thank you for that hour a snuggled clip of life that’s come to tap time’s shoulder in reverse make mention of memories the memories that hurt as you hold your belly and laugh an eyeful of tears lean in to see every intricate detail