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SHE CHRONICLES: “Almost a Lamentation” by Nikki Skies for ‘Rebel Yell’

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I hope you have been able to watch this season of “Rebel”!  As I shared a few months ago, I am the writer of the poetry for the show.  The lead actress parlays as a poet and I write her metaphors, analogies, similies and such 🙂

I also write for the online series updates, “Rebel Yell”.  Here is the first poem recited by the lead actress portrayed by the amazingly talented, Danielle Mone Truitt.  Enjoy,

“Almost a Lamentation”

 

her side

woman-crying

She say for her family
she do what she can
when in reality it be for her man
who wants another mother like her son

so she wipe both they asses / and then her tears cause it be from the same shit

too tired more / more tired than / her mother who
taught her how to stay
who lived and died the same way
the palm reader etched on her palm.
now that she know,
she can remain calm
when he comes to bed
smelling like fuck nut and dried saliva

he’ll say it’s all in her head
so she close her eyes and have nightmares
of forever being a fool.

from the poetry book, Pocket Honey Wind & Hips
available at

amazon.com/author/nikkiskies

Becoming Water for New Seeds

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You are
the idea the African saw through the cracked wood of
the Henrietta Marie
You are
the seed of the new woman
the ecstasy in the fire
the gospel after poetry venues
praised on sidewalks and parking lots
you are now a prophet amongst preachers
burdened with the beauty of the entire rose
pick the thorns or keep them
just stay in tact / you came prickly and prissy
with a rampant river under your feet
your commitment will be constantly tested
through people using revolution to work our personal
problems
they’ll say you don’t fit the role / don’t look natural / ain’t ready to fight
you’re not committed to the destruction of the system
and they’re right
because you are a Creator / never forget that
You are a Creator
and you destroy the idea of death in order to live.

Keeping My Nose This Time

       “It is not enough to be a woman writer. It is imperative that we are women writers who write about other women, responsibly.  Otherwise, we’ll continue to write rebuttals on misrepresentation or the utter absence of our literary presence.”

Recently I returned to the city that grew my art, Los Angeles, California.  It is not the city I was born and reared in, however; it is the city that I consider home.  Where I grew into a woman and an artist.

Not expecting anyone to write my story, a few years back I had the audacity to write a piece of Los Angeles poetry HERstory that was not talked about.  What prompts this post is, during my recent visit to Los Angeles when I spoke about this information in front of a crowd, I was asked to be mindful and tell the “whole story” of LA women in poetry.  Interestingly enough, I’ve never seen the “whole story” written by my male comrades nor during my visit did I hear any conversations that announced the “whole story” of women in poetry.  The four day span I was in Los Angeles, when “the good ‘ole days” conversations came up, there was a repeated rundown of the male figures that were prominent in the foundational game but the women were harmoniously absent from the listings.

Continue reading Keeping My Nose This Time

Why Promise

All I know is

he can’t feed them
and out of the pack
one is a sheep / and the other wolves
and they are leading the masses in the darkness of the forest.

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Their duality dwells low

so the teaching of climbing the oak tree to rattle the
leaves is not a thought
no home based knowledge to stir up conversation
simmer and brew some intellect

he just likes the attention
so he performs poetry.

from the poetry book, Pocket Honey, Wind & Hips

flavor for your ears

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When I seriously began to consider taking my art full-time, I collaborated with some amazing artists and created a poetry cd, “moody”.  Some poems are to music and others are acapella.  This project was complete right before I moved from Los Angeles to Atlanta and I toured with it and my poetry book, “Pocket H

oney, Wind & Hips” for almost two years.

I came across a few copies the other day and decided to share with you.  So, take a listen!  You may find some words/poetic story that you enjoy.

Listen to some tracks on Soundcloud

Here is “moody” on iTunes

or, be a wonderful person and support indie artist and get your autographed copy directly from me