If you could talk to one person from the past/present for one hour, who would it be?
I would take just one hour with you, Dad.
and memorize your knuckles
and count the pace between your jokes
look at the stance of your earlobes
allow the electricity to race through my veins as we touch hands
and allow my eyes to connect your pores that capture your
favorite after shave
attach the scent of your breath
have you explain.
ask you the really tough questions
in this softly short period of time
tell you why I chose this place. next to this tree. I love silver dollar trees.
answer more. give me more detail. this is when you’ll see yourself. and know I am so much of your explosive hustle.
and then I’d let you see me cry for the first time ever. for two straight minutes. until your eyes that are mine meet again.
My words come like a muffled organ /cornered
in a country side church.
I pray one reaches you clear
flattened forever between verses of the New Testament.
“She received the fruit of the rain at the beginning of God’s mouth
and rubbed her belly for a sense of serendipity
you can’t tell me she ain’t fierce the way she always
embarrass you with the truth.”
“Women of warrior blood
a ritual of stares for superiority
and one word never needs to be spoken
It’s in her eyes
that reflect a promised lake of fire
to toss her divided soul
that pulls at her like a chariot with two head strong horses.”
Get your copy of my new collection of poetry/prose, yardwork, today.
“abandon finesse & sweat
revolt paying double for life
or occupying corners like unwanted dining room tables
Click on the below link to get the full poem. But one of my favorite lines,
“I hung you on my key ring with the other places I needed to go back to”
Click here for “Almost a Lamentation”
Cleaning the house
Driving around doing errands
Spoken word from my one and only poetry cd, “Moody” Just click and enjoy;-)
There’s something intensely intimate about cooking a meal for a man
then having him hold your hand across the table and say / grace.
In between the “I love you’s”
this is how we reconnect:
I straddle and clutch on to him
for my dear life and he /
recharges himself inside of me with all I have to offer / then
me and my man we go out and change
from the poetry book, Pocket Honey, Wind & Hips
One of the highlights of my 2017 was writing the poetry for the hit television drama, “Rebel”. This is one of my favorites! I mean come on, it starts out,
“You call me angry but you have a million ways to hate me…”
Be sure to watch all the first season of REBEL this week on BET.com. And check out the poetry for the series called REBEL YELL. Here is the full video for the poem, Reverse Opinions.
I have loved Wu-Tang and Method Man for YEARS!!! So writing this poem for his relationship with his estranged wife was AMAZING! Another highlight of my 2017!
This video is entitled, “Scoreboard”