Month: April 2014

Originally posted on Mother Bethel Poetry Ministry:
  The eggyolk bricks skipping places , Hallucinations pumping her gifted wings.   Kabbalah (tree of life) pryamids,   Formulating Exits Pointing to the “Chief CornerStone.” The “one the builder’s rejected “ Hold on, victims’ of solidarity, She parted many rivers Closing the middle passage of suicide Watching broken…

  I go to the water  there I will find my ancestors  in worship and spirit, becoming one breath. I go to the water there I will find My ancestors of rhythm and sleep Emerging in water where deals are made of bone and fabric The future me lies here in the water I go […]

I saw a homeless man,shoveling urban trash, broken glass and all the city’s gumbo; boiling with winter’s feet. No pity he plowed Philly’s streets. His ringing cell phone surprised my empty pockets. Rolling onto highways asking speeding cars for change. The iron cage spoke plain. “God Bless you girl, all men are human, we all […]

Originally posted on Mother Bethel Poetry Ministry:
? Frankincense smothered, beneath the withering bark of city trees. Humming dig deep. What shall I find? A retrieved soul. Many streams flowing of milk and honey. Ghettos laid of straw. Thankful, my feet are walking. Although I’ve struggled days without lights. Thankful my hands are mighty. Although…

Originally posted on Visionarie Kindness Chronicles:
 The stillness of water mimics the blue birds crackle. She wrestled spring on her hips. Aggressively painting sun-stained orange sometimes fiery-red. Salivating with power on her tongue. Blinking ,colliding two thoughts toward the sea of purpose. Rolling down windows ,breaking into the attic to re-invent a voice of her…