As I hear the sweet, soothing sounds of
violins playing in concert.
I recollect being forced to hunch
down inside a speeding car while
being instructed to keep quiet
or else. In my minds eye I see
the prescription bottle with his
name on it. Of course, he didn't
know that wandering piece of plastic
would be the evidence to link him
to the crime, to do him in.
16 years for 4 rapes.
I'd say he got off easy. The
little devastating torturous things
that come to mind during
seemingly enjoyable events.
Memories sweet memories.
When will this concert end?
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 5:44 PM UTC
Dignity dismantled
Identity dismembered
Presence dismissed
Feelings disregarded
Rights disrespected
Abilities disvalued
Friends disappear
Ideas displaced
Always disappointed
Humbled and disgraced
Heart discouraged
Constantly disgruntled
Hills to climb, valleys to cross
Trusting in time, it will be clear
my life is not a total loss.
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 5:41 PM UTC
Chocolaty men with sandwich sized lips
Wynton Marsalis playing, swinging, and
moving his hips
Singing Christmas carols in Italy to
large crowds
Getting together with friends to
debate aloud
Going to church to praise and sing
When I go away to do my own thing
Thoughts of true love and romance
The few times I let loose and dance
Long distance calls from abroad
When I run into someone who believes in me
despite my flaws
Just the thought of being kissed tenderly
on my lips
My heart is skipping right now as I write
My eyes are beginning to mist
I have to stop
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 5:39 PM UTC
High stepping, hard working,
soul stirring, black sister
Risk taker, ball breaker,
ends meat maker,
black sister
Always fixing, modeling,
leading, never contradicting,
black sister
Sparkles like Champagne
she intoxicates many men
Her search for true
freedom keeps her sane,
black sister
Special in every way not
given credit by society
But she will have her day
I am proud to be a
black sister
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 5:37 PM UTC
Love seems to be so much better in my mind
The lover in my brain is so passionate and kind
Every argument is resolved
Every intention is paved in silver and gold
My mind *** is so perfect and in tune
My brain lover makes me purr and swoon
Real men are such a pain
Sometimes in real love, there is nothing to gain
Love on the brain can be so sweet
Love connections can be set up neat
I repeat, love on the brain can't be beat!
Try it today. It's a good thing!
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 5:36 PM UTC