Black Poetry : january brings the rain

She said
in January that she
was taking my daughter
away.......
...............going somewhere
somewhere maybe over the
same rainbow I now choke
on...........cause ain't no
sunshine when she's gone
......finding bright sides
to something intangible
is impossible yet the darkness
remains....and it rains
so deep inside of me that
my lungs are drowning

memories hang on the wall
of a flooded room that once
held a breath....

now the only thing that exists
is the smell of molded smiles
floating deep inside me.

(c)2001 blakverb

 

Blak~

Such a sad piece ... ~ one question for you ~ "have you been able to sit still and feel the wind kiss your face with peace?"

I'll holla.

N2 = me!!

 

twin,

it took me a while to read this one for the title alone brings pain to me. It was in January that "she" left me and got preganant by her boss. Two days after my brithday to be exact. I understand the pain in this one. But...i have grown since then...

"I am not my past"

thanks for the reflection and the deep sentiments in this one...

 

Sometimes as black women
We think the seasons belong to us
So we carry snow and rain on our bare backs
And we forget that our men
Have walked under the storm clouds too
This is what I've learned today.....

That men feel harsh winds on their faces too

thank you for this gentle breeze

I am forever changed

I'm feeling this one ohhhh soo deep

*babyface*