Black "Love" Poetry Group

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Comment by NaTasha on August 9, 2011 at 11:24pm

Lena, you are on fire Girl Love your work the true heart felt expression!

Comment by Lena Williamson on March 28, 2011 at 11:29am

After the Laughter

 

The roses have shriveled and the violets have withered and died.

I’ve been to the other side it’s no greener so life I take in stride.

I’ve seen life through the eyes of an African-American and

through the eyes of a woman.

And pain does not discriminate, never let’s up just keeps on coming.

Now I will tell you how the world has made me,

in fear of a man who takes care of me but

in love with one who does not care to see?

What is above my breast and far from the gold between my thighs.

Who could care less for the color of my eyes,

or the weakness of my heart or the pain in my face.

With such tragic dilemmas in love I will learn to master this place.

When I smile in a crowd everyone stares,

I wish they knew the truth because-

After the laughter, then come the tears.

Comment by Lena Williamson on March 28, 2011 at 11:24am

Expiration of Freedom

 

Free, free, free!

I am free if only for an hour.

I stick my head out the open window

in my bedroom

to bathe in the sun’s warm shower.

I inhale the air of deliverance

that blows pass the ivory sheer curtains

and rests in my lap.

I watch the trees as they wave

from the distance welcoming me back

to the life I left behind.

When I was single and free of responsibility

 from the matters of marriage,

I found a husband but it was me I could not find.

I was lost but now I am found,

 a discovery that even death could not reveal.

How could I forget the best part of me

and love another without hesitation,

so willingly?

I look forward to not knowing

what tomorrow brings,

and I am thankful the dead do not rise.

As giddy as a school girl who knows

what her feminine wiles can do,

I am giddy at the thought of no husband to hold me back

and the dreams I will pursue.

I am bursting with anticipation,

my thoughts floating around the days of my youth.

Not long after I have basked in new found freedom, you walked in with a facial expression I can read all to well.

With the face of a man who life has passed by repeatedly and finally made him bitter, no sour.

Free! Body and soul free! If only for an hour.

Comment by Lena Williamson on March 28, 2011 at 11:22am

The Perfect Man

 

Ladies please don’t be jealous,

but I can’t contain my joy.

I had to tell somebody.

I fell in love with the perfect boy.

You laugh and say I’m foolish.

No man like that exists.

I tell you that you’re wrong,

you’ve never met a man like this.

He worships the ground I walk on,

and he knows me inside and out.

He tells me that I’m beautiful

at times when I look my worse.

When I cry, he cries too.

His love is a gift and a curse.

I know his love is eternal and

I would be selfish not to share.

His beauty, those big brown eyes,

the waves that ripple through his hair.

His touch is like no other.

He was made only for me.

I would easily die for him

and he would thoughtlessly

do the same for me.

He has never loved

another woman as deeply,

no never more.

You ask me, how I know?

A mother’s never been so sure.

Comment by nicole maye on November 12, 2010 at 7:45pm

Poetry is the voice of a thoughtful mind. Whether race is a factor but experience is a greater asset to writing, we as a group stand as many people with words of enlightenment. Poetry the passage to memory or remembrance of your fondest love how can you trun away the spoken word??? poetry you first love and your mistress. It knows your secrets and your inner thoughts. Poetry is spiritual and it can befriend you to make you feel all warm and fuzzy. Is the love of poetry a being??

Comment by NaTasha on September 23, 2010 at 12:32am

Thanks for the post AMAZING!

Comment by Morpheus on September 22, 2010 at 9:44pm

Comment by NaTasha on May 25, 2010 at 10:10pm

Wheres the love ya'll?

Comment by Nefertari Imani Baraka on February 1, 2010 at 12:10am

Check out the trailer for What's Done in the Dark
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Comment by Nefertari Imani Baraka on December 26, 2009 at 10:09pm

Please join us for this event on Blogtalk Radio

Attention all spoken word artists and poets. This Wednesday Dec. 30 join us on air for Mind Body and Soul Radio's last Grown and Sexy Wednesdays on Blogtalk radio. From 8-9pm est we will have our open mic so if you got skillz then bring it! The second hour of the show will be our discussion forum on the topics knowing ...when to let go of a bad relationship be it business or personal and what are your resolutions for 2010 business and personal. www.blogtalkradio.com/mindboadyandsoul

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