Thanksgiving Black African American Poems

Mama used to go to the center and
stomp her left foot down hard 
on that old maple wood. 
Then close her eyes and tighten her
jaws...

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Yes, God originally blessed me with three;
Indeed, blessing me with a physical trinity.
Now He has extendedly blessed me with one
more;
My precious gift of ebon sisters...

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Smile if I could
smile if I would
smile as I should…
I can see 
ancestors smiling
down on you and me…
They’re singing
for us to lean
on them when 
we...

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Her majestic wind changes the season
Bringing forth warmth and a bit of chills
The colours of her myelinated beauty display through nature
Red, brown, caramel, purple
While bringing...

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Life was beautiful
Typical teenager
Junior year 2003
Living life’

Walking the halls
Feeling confident 
One morning 
Walking up the stairs
Lost my breath 
Fighting for air

Went to the clinic
Test said...

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A REQUIEM FOR HANDS FREE AT LAST

“Oh death where is thy sting; 
Oh grave where is thy victory?”

Death’s stinging victory
is alive and well
in this land...

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Sage Saga Of A Home On A Hill 

Having drank from the sun at meridian,
The moon drunk with the light 
Of reflection, always dissipated dreaded...

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I am deserted aged man,
Searching something,
Fills my lonesome life;
Sitting in chair outside bungalow,
With 4 luxury rooms and 5 maids;
Surrounded by virgin mountains,
All greenery exhilarating view;
fluttering...

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Treasures and passages, peaceful as land, sky, and sea
Heartland of hope, harvesters and helpful hands
Abundance shows America as plateau of plenty
Natives in November remembers, family...

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The Coming…
(Mood Variations…)

		      
The long hot summer yields to the arrival
of the cooling fall.
Despite the coming treat to survival
towering trees...

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As the deer longs for streams of water,
So my soul longs for you, O Eternal God
My being thirsts for Eternal God, the living Eternal God
When...

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Happy Thanks Giving Turkey
I guess that the final vote is in
No, not whether they are going
     To eat me this year',
The...

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(special thanks to a friend who shared this tribute to Solomon Mahlangu)



Solomon Mahlangu: My Blood will Nourish the Tree that will Bear the Fruits of...

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The Nameless


Slipping through the sieve of history,

the nameless rest.

Not for the nameless are roads renamed, nor monuments built.

Not for the nameless are songs sung, nor...

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MLK...
(January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968)


they shot you down
all those years ago

but

your dream lives on
and always will

for though much has been
gained since you dreamed
your...

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