Category Archives: Poetry: A Different Kind Of Blues

Young girl, twenty-two years of age sits on a sidewalk curb all  alone. She is internally torn, externally prone and far from home; she is emotionally beaten and from her small frame you can tell that she hasn’t eaten but inside of her brown spiral eyes you can see a different kind of hunger; a […]

Dangerous minds expressed, curbs of dreams suppressed on streets of criminality where a child’s eyes reflect the fatality of poverty’s disguise.   But, within the shadowed streets of Elm City, there is hope, there is always hope when a community stands up and takes pride in the education of future generations   there is always […]

For some, the ways of the world keeps us grounded, rounded and content with our surroundings and for others, the ways of the world takes us places and introduces us to new faces of possibility – it guides us to reach new foundations where we make a difference   in the lives we touch, the […]

  Dear Him, I once saw you standing on the corner once before/hidden in the mirrors of self-blame and masked by feelings of shame. You thought no one knew you; you thought no one heard the true language of your heart and you thought no one cared –at least that’s what you feared And now […]

She knew that change would come like the blowing winds of life, but only time could provide the answer to her fate. Whereas addiction took hold of her (unrecognizable to herself) She had to regain control and capture pride from faith’s shelf. She faced the winds of change. Around her, eyes stared. When she cried […]

  When, we are out there alone, on our own – exploring a whole new world far from home a new day arises when the education of life opens our eyes to new ways of thought and energizes new visions of ideology which uplifts the mind’s biology with new ways of  finding truth.   But […]

  When looking into a child’s eyes there are many paths, there are dreams and failure, hope and tears, determination and fears, but deep in a child’s eye, deep down within the spirals of motivation they are reaching out for a hero – they are reaching out for leadership and for someone to recognize their […]

There we played, on the streets of youth where we were free of fear, free of tears and during times when life taught us the freedom to care.   We were the innocent — children filled with dreams learning the art of growth while realizing that everything around us wasn’t what it seemed but still […]