Category Archives: Poetry: Tears Of A Poet

There are times I walk through pouring rain with no umbrella to shield me from all that grieves the pain. The world watches me as I tremble through muddied cemented fields where sadness remains and scurry past landmarks studied through a mind of loneliness as I remember tears I never allowed to sweat as my […]

Written for Sheila Vann on her 50th Birthday   Rich in your soul is the history of strength, soiled foundations that have seeded growth, distilled tears and refused pain.   In your eyes is the genetics of sacrifice, the agriculture of hope that has risen from the depths of poverty’s rain –   and in […]

This is my declaration; a literary celebration of the shackles lifted from my pen freeing the expression of my ink into an explosive fireworks of creation. Because for so long I hesitated to share my voice, afraid to be heard but now my mind sings and rejoice the plight of all I hid inside; now […]

I taste a Pumpkin spiced Ale in the brisk afternoon winds of October’s kiss.  I feel the celebration of early harvest all around me as a festival of leaves scatter through the barren parking lots and over worn down curbs blanketing the architecture of footprints   with the fabric of golden orange, bright yellow and […]

    Inspired by Lucille Clifton’s poem “sisters”     you and I are brothers. we cry the same.   you and I see eye to eye coming from the same place.   you and I like rhyming our tears and drying up our fears.   you and I try standing up to pain and […]

A heart once mute – tears of silence that at a young age just wouldn’t compute the confusion and delusions hidden within a soul held hostage by fear – for many years, so many words unsaid I just couldn’t find the expressive freedom to let out the emotions rampaging as confused thoughts inside my head. […]

Everlasting memories – those familiar places we have known embrace our soul during times when we feel we are alone even when days are gray and the world turns cold we find our comfort in the places we call home. There are tears out there –journeys of sadness roaming homeless sidewalks thinking no one cares. […]

I write for their eyes as I narrate the loneliness they feel from inside the of hidden identities that have become immersed within the transparent confusion of society’s delusion. Some are brave and stand alone on judgment’s concrete stone afraid to shine their difference in the dampened skies where hateful eyes plagiarize their souls to […]

There is deepness in my eyes/a deepness sculptured/from the journey of my grandmother’s strength and the passion inflamed through the energy of many ancestors who have risen through the tunnels of defeat molded from the sweat and scars of pride as they continue to march in every pour of my textured definition/a familiar recognition/that strengthens […]

The trees are bare today as they reach out into an open temperature of stillness with branches that are waving to my eyes in a perfect salute; time is staring at me through a fragmented window just clear enough to see the energy of my mind. Thoughts clutter in a silent rewind as I sit […]