Black Poetry : for joy (revised)

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  1. romusthepoet

    romusthepoet Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    for joy
    (a poem i finally found the courage to write)
    by romus simpson

    i know you joy
    in the silent corner of laughter
    in the absences & awful gatherings
    where the world regrets
    calls back its daggers time & time
    again too late

    i
    once a fat child
    once a stutterer
    once odd & slow
    once asthmatic
    was formed at the expense of the world
    i marginal
    i omitted
    i square

    joy
    those people who bark at you
    who are literal in dark reference to you
    who make guttural noises at your heaviness
    & refuse to touch u slow
    who discover themselves because they are not you
    who party & banter in the whirling lights &
    find their hipness standing square on your's
    don't know that your mother may wish you were different
    & that when you come home
    after perms & braids & blue grease
    she takes exception to your short hair
    & your father explains to company
    in his rehearsed way
    while you hide in the kitchen
    that you are ugly but sweet
    & your mother challenges you for wearing red
    & that maybe you hanging your head
    is a hundred years old
    & that your mother breathes in an atmosphere of pain
    & that the maelstrom of cultural female images are
    staring & accusing you of defiling your parent's & your people's hopes
    in the years of orchestras & blue eyed references
    after reading poe & his lenore with her hyacinth hair
    & the listening to the english lit professor elaborate on marilyn monroe
    & how she was america's cleopatra
    the anthropology professor speak on his trip to papua new guinea &
    their primitive culture and animal like behavior
    & how western africans scared europeans with their aggressive features
    that your mother was made at the expense of a fairskinned world
    & that short haired girls
    with wide noses & thick lips
    who are dark & heavy
    know all the news is old
    the comments on you being a bear
    from your father old hash
    the muted anger at having failed at being beautiful
    the boys the dreamy romances lighting the neighbor's windows
    the army of insults & dismissals
    the terrible gawking
    years past its sting

    joy
    the earth is cruel with perfect people
    we watch their backs as they know one another
    we foreign we liability
    we inhabitants of a world running from our faces
    know loneliness
    we know empty summers
    we know time & age
    we know romance from a distance
    we know the carnival from the river
    we know that only the air is benign
    we know dreams of waking up as someone else
    we know mornings when wounds bleed profusely
    & no one anywhere
    seems to really care
     
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    da joy of dis reality check a point of truth yet one care
    i know been their myself....nice piece of art
     
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    dnommo Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    poet...the courage it took to write this brings the true depth to this scribe...you have blessed me today with this view into you...

    i am quieted by your voice...

    one.
     
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    UbZoRbShUn Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    hmmmmm soothing, and I am glad you found the courage too....




    One
     
  5. ladydee

    ladydee New Member MEMBER

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    Finding the courage and soul searching is always the hard part. Release is inner cleansing.
     
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    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    many of us...

    are BLESSED with differences that DON'T measure up to someone elses standard...but that's not my standard. as i look deep down into the depths of ME i realize that, hey, i love self deeply. if they don't...that's their loss.

    HERE'S TO LOVE OF SELF.

    THANKS for sharing.

    1
     
  7. Legendof_1_Spirit

    Legendof_1_Spirit Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    ...>floats in>

    Man, the words strike deep as the sea here, and reveals all the dark secrets that has lain hidden in the abyss of low self worth and esteem based on what others have deemed us to be or not to be, based on the established norm. I remember this piece well, because of the compassion and feeling it conveys. The revision is just as compassionate, and flows forth like a river breaking through a dam that has long held it at bay.

    I love the entire piece, from start to finish, but my absolute favorite is the ending: joy
    the earth is cruel with perfect people...& no one anywhere
    seems to really care

    Powerful!

    Your words and passion for the artform inspires me.
    Thank You.

    <floats out<...
     
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    I can feel your angst being defeated once and forever like a vanquished foe. Poetry, like music, conquers the beasts, destroys the demons, obliterates the ghosts that haunt our souls. You speak of things unuttered by many. Your writing is a balm which can heal the multitudes.

    I feel you.

    thank you

    a
     
  9. Hunter

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    Romus...

    This piece moved me in cemented places...a most brilliant, thought provoking piece of poetry in my humble opinion
    I have read this several times and each time my mind chases nerve endings towards paths previously unseen before

    Thank you so much for this one poet...your gifts the entire universe will never hold

    *morning-joy*
     
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