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After Lucille Clifton
Okra seeds resting
between cornrowed scalps
we braved seas and still never dropped the roots
planted ourselves upon new shores
and watched white men call our crops they own
that’s what happens when you the blueprint and the harvest
bees buzzing across new worlds
cus you the honey
freedom gon’ ring
cus it’s all we’ve ever known
to dance and don’t care who watching
to tell our stories loudly
with full mouths
cus what had happened wuz
to cut up
to laugh ourselves into new realities
to bake the mac and cheeze
to fry the wings hard
to soak the greens
yes, to the old bay, always
no vacancy on earth for the wretched
for the nappy
for the dark
for the Black
freedom gon’ ring
cus it’s was born
right here
between starshine and clay
in these Black bones
BAL
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Your must confront and work out your past before your present can be whole. #apoetfromthed #blackgirlswritetoo #blackpoet #blackpoetess #demons #confrontation #freedom #free #beautyinthestruggle #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/Bultye7FZKVR1Rl_ooFFwUpq9uNlgiIplCJWng0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=qelkwi83289
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They have convinced you
and all the others
who came before you
that the language of your ancestors
was nothing of value
worth perpetuating and carrying on
-The side effects of removal
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The Dance of Two Hearts
You waltzed into the front door
with an electric tuxedo that reminded me of
freshly made pancakes
in the morning and when
You kissed me on the corner of my mouth
all I could see were fireworks
being set up at a state fair
And even though we never made it to the party
our hearts danced all night long
in the closet
where my dress hung
because you never made it.
You stood me up.
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Sometimes... neither do I lol.. But this heart of mine does not fear all that comes with Love because it is not love that hurts me; just people. (Excerpt from an upcoming blog post 😊) ©Nicole Kidwell --------------------------------------------------------------------------- #poetry #poet #womenwhowrite #poetrycommunity #spilledink #NicoleKidwell #quoteoftheday #blackcanvas #aspiringauthor #poetryisnotdead #poem #writingcommunity #scatteredmindzpoetry #instapoet #instapoem #loverofwords #poetrylover #poetsofig #writersofig #writing #wordsfromtheheart #poems #blackpoetry #blackpoetess #poetess
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Mama say
I don’t have to do nothing but stay Black and die!
made me wonder is that we colored folks do
be Black until our eyes don’t open no more
we sing and be Black
we feast and be Black
we dance,
jubilee
and be Black
we hip hop,
jazz,
country,
doo-wop,
blues
and be Black
we Sunday dinner and be Black
we collard greens,
mac and cheese,
okra,
candied yams,
chittlins
and be Black
but do we ever know peace and be Black
do I have to have the talk with my son too and be Black
do we ever get to breathe and be Black
cop-free and be Black
if only they really did leave us to just be Black
imagine the world we’d build
didn’t see a single white soul
in my dream last night
that’s how I knew we was free
Black and just be
BAL
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Things to meditate on for 2021✨
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For Billie
maybe our resistance is different
hers a song
mine poem
both a melody of
strange fruit
BAL
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Still ain't free.
BAL
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born with America’s knee on our necks.
- birthright
BAL
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For Black Girls Who’ve Written Their Mothers Suicide Letters
she gon’ tell you you’re crazy for letting a man ruin you
she gon’ tell you that your generation don’t know how to keep no man
she gon’ tell you that suicide ain’t going get you into heaven
she gon’ tell you to pray it away
even tho the sanctuary hasn’t swept her into a holy ghost all your life
she gon’ tell you that ya ass shouldn’t have been messing with him anyway
she gon’ tell you that you therapy is for crazy folk
and that you is crazy
and that this conversation better not leave her house
cause in black families we pass down secrets like they recipes
somebody please pass the black eyed peas
that and the lord’s house are the only bowls of prosperity
Black girls, we aren’t allowed to be sad
so when depression turns
loud and angry
then we’re doing it right
following in our mothers
shrink-herself-to-be-loved-by-a-man
footsteps
they expect us to close our throats
when all we can do is scream
although you’ve been told all of your life that you’re her twin
the way she loved you
in scorn
is no reflection of you
cause oh what a lil wine,
candles
and moonlight can do
Black Girl Therapy
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We mourn and survive and mourn and survive and still, somehow, always survive through the morning.
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I’ve always been an “all inclusive” type of person. I hate feeling left out and hate making others feel left out.
— CShaeMonae
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