Black Poetry : Discolored Places

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  1. PoeticShae

    PoeticShae Active Member MEMBER

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    the smell of spaghetti sauce hit my noise
    warm grits and hog maws roasting like fine spun silk
    all enclosed in this yellow building,
    discolored in mixed dust levitated, then deflated
    by the shut doors covered in the I-don't-cares

    the brown paint our maintenance men only overlaps,
    once a year to cover the smog filled walls
    can't wash out the stale fog
    arched in our passageway
    i-close my eyes and wish it all away

    honey brown bar had another shouting,
    ms gloria, busty eyed, voluptuous saw everything
    the scrapped up shot glass, the clean sweep
    where the cops leave no trace...no evidence
    anything ever happend, seconds pass

    the news hits my building like a piece of paper on fire
    quick-quick the washed chalk lines presistent
    embroider the side walk, the only time the streets around these parts show some color.


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    the court yard where my friends and i made cardboard
    box-treehouses on the cements grounds
    we wished--hard, we found a place where trees bloomed over the thick fences to keep us in.

    we got penny candy from green's store
    up the hill on the corner between hamilton and bruston ave
    our pony tails fanned out,
    biker shorts that skimmed up our knees inspired by our youth

    when youth inspired us to live who we were
    we played 7/11 in high glasses behind el court
    where everyone knew us by name
    we painted fingernails and jumpped hop-scotch
    only to leave our marks too...

    my home-place can be seen from the spit shine boots
    that get dressed just to go downtown
    away from welfare lines,
    sun-crumbs that were never promised
    to ever be anything more, but, the ghetto
    not in me-just influenced, pushed like a nasty taste

    flung on my lungs and lasting here in this place


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    i can recall our skips on sullied texile lush embracing
    wondering in openings, where light isn't present, there
    we could not pop the bubbles that kept us in refuge
    our minds capped

    the windows like bar wire hits my wrist leaving imprints
    i imagine myself stuck behind here...forever
    chained like my ancestors
    exchanged from plantation to ghetto
    never finding a pink opening

    wondering,
    will i be the woman who still believes
    i can be sweep to a different place, under a carpet , lifted in secret
    my bags of dimes rolled under the top of my stalkings
    the air full of steel-blue tucked in the straps of my bra

    something has gotta be better than this
    the nights where mama held us under her belly
    while the mice played patty-cake in our living room
    i erase the urban out my mind, scared straight to never pass it to my children, the memories or shadows still angled in warm breezes

    away from us chocolate know-nothings that run free
    the haze transformed close but watch, never open
    don't exist, forget, brainwash,
    until home-wood is a distant line on our tail bones
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    this was very well written flow on
     
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    feeling you on this poetic journey
    nice drop indeed
    Peace
     
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    So nice.

    U took me there, felt your joy and feel your fear.

    Very nice.
     
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    NADIA*BINTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    PoeticShae

    u truly took me on a journey
    the pictures u paint w/ur words
    are so real... so clear
    style's so unique
    u juss captured all of my senses
    i like da way u flow
    keep it flowing...

    peace & blessings
    nadia*binta
     
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    very nicely posed ya took me there wow...nice write flow on
     
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