I used to piece words In a rhythm that moved hearts My pen kissed the page tenderly And Words would flow To Fuel struggles of woman power, black consciousness and love And so armed with my book Blk and blue...
[tabby title="Poet Bio"]WHAT OR WHO I AM Who am I? Am I acquainted with myself? Do I identify with myself? Am I able to construe myself? OR, Do I succumb to what people say I am? Do I except my...
[tabby title="Poet Bio"]I walked I walked in the dark, on an African plain, The moon and stars, they stared, from the blue black, blanket pinned across the sky. I stumbled against the rock strewn landscape, while Khoi ancestors sang their...
[tabby title="Poet Bio"]Heart beat Drumming my ears shut Chest bursting Of fear filled noise Clouding my nose. Burning dry my mouth closed Forced to swallow dry Hot saliva, Drying my well of liquid - I thirst. Palms sweating and my...
[tabby title="Poet Bio"] (please read from the bottom up) Just it’s not limited by it Courage knows fear And cooked in waters of wisdom… Planted in sacrifice crushed Feeding her young - maze Poverty & with the marrow in her While...