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The Best Kind (Freewrite)


The best poetry,
is the kind that’s poured
out of our hearts like libations

The kind that upholds truth
like African Griots
tracing their lineage back to ancient Kings

The kind that fights for the freedom
of the common man
like an unselfish King
who’s passion is giving freely to his people

The best poetry,
is the kind that sings the song of life
over the drumbeat of love

The kind that’s born from the place
where the beat of the heart
intersects with the rhythm of the soul
and the words Tango with our emotions

The kind that’s expressed
with the humble confidence
of a child of God,
driven by purpose
and embodied with truth

The best poetry,
is the kind that simply is…
and loving
like a mother and her newborn

The best poetry,
is LOVE… 

Beautiful sunrises
and breathtaking sunsets

and hummingbirds

Morning breath kisses
and nighttime prayers
just LOVE…

What kind of poetry do I like?
I like the kind that is

3 Kings – February 16 at the Brickhouse Gallery in Sacramento

Don’t miss this event if you’re in Sacramento.  If you’re not in Sacramento, get to Sacramento.


Happy Black History Month


I couldn’t escape
your hook captured me
right off the coast
the boat ride was dramatic
the waters, turbulent

I lay exhausted
in a new environment
comforted only by the tranquility
of your shores
my life depended on your mercy

Strange sensations
as foreign fingers
caressed me
we stared
our destiny

The Fisherman and
the captured Fish
both with mouths to feed
you unhooked me
you stared into my eyes
we were almost out of time
my mouth gaped wide open

For a brief moment
you understood
I too, am God’s creation
you threw me back in the sea
feeling like you did the right thing
it was too late
I was already lost

Where are you?

This sense of being lost and not understanding our heritage and contributions to humanity is one of the reasons Carter G Woodson created Negro Achievement Week (which became Black History Month). It was his way of saying we are somebody.

Today Obama is the President, but there is still no shortage of news and media projecting a negative image of African (Black) people. Today, the behavior of our youth and many of our grown folk for that matter indicate we have once again lost our way and forgot that we are descendants of the original man and architects of human progress. This is why we must diligently highlight our accomplishments and remind all of our generations that we are royalty.  This is why we can not accept being treated like animals or second class citizens.  Of course to this end, we must act the part.

Much love, many blessings, and continued peace on this glorious morning. God Willing/Insha’Allah, may all your steps be forward toward progress and uplifting for humanity.

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