"to define me is to limit my ability and my possibilities are endless" - Elle

Black History Month Poem: Past to Present

This was a poem I wrote for Black History Month in 2010.

Enjoy

xoxo

Elle

 

PAST TO PRESENT

They called us fools for dreaming
Said that we were aiming to high
Setting ourselves up for failure
They said
Making a mockery of our life

They hung us from trees
And set our homes ablaze
Cursed us and our God
Refused to call us by our names
We ran from the hose
And marched for our rights
And after decades of running we stopped and turned to face our fight

Walking hand in hand with Jesus
We no longer run to escape the frigid water
We break world records
Educate the world
After years and years of suffering we’ve taken our place of prominence in the world
Our dues have been paid
The foundation laid
To stand united as one people and face a bright future
While treading our own terrain 

 

 

Sonnet of Fury

The more bleach she throws

Her fit of fury continues to grow

How dare he be unfaithful to her

Did he even think of the consequences that would occur?

A scoundrel a dirty filthy bastard

If she had her way she’d have him neutered

He took an oath and was supposed to stay true

Now it was time to bid him adieu

She empties the bleach and lights a match

And to think she’d once thought he was such a great catch

The flames get higher and fumes more intense

As she makes her way past the white picket fence

The dreams and future she’d once looked forward too

Have all gone to hell thanks to a transvestite hooker named Drew.

Faded Pictures

A picture faded through time

A million broken pieces of glass lay at his feet

He pushed harder

She pulled away

He packs to leave

and she begs him to stay

Its a game called love of war

Emotions are the rope

Hearts are at stake

His past she cannot ignore

She cheated to even the score

A picture faded through lies

Two hearts broken into a million pieces lay at their feet

Two lovers say their goodbyes

His Jungle

A kiss,

so incredible, immaculate, irresistible

He would be both the beginning and the end

a perfect package wrapped up and waiting just for me

 

A touch

so personal, private, phenomenal

We were no longer individuals

we were one, where he ended I began like a circle never ending

 

His feel

so tremendous, tender, talented

this was monumental

he made every inch of my body tingle, it was raw passion

 

His love

so intense, so powerful, so tantalizing

animal instinct now replacing human nature

we defied boundaries, we did it everywhere

 

He kissed, touched, and felt my body

like an explorer in the jungle

All night long.

The Truth About Love

The realization that love is something that you cannot live without can come as suddenly

and hit you just as hard as a freight train.

Leaving you feeling derailed and more alone than ever before.

The only solution is to love, not just yourself, your child, or your family.

But to love everyone, even those who have hurt you.

Once you learn to do this your love will take on new heights

and be able to soar to insurmountable places.

The first initial heart break is always the worst

and yet even though we feel like we’ll never be the same we still get up,

dust ourselves and our hearts off and move on.

Leaving only a tiny piece of us behind.

But you see it is necessary for us to leave that small piece behind

so that when we need to we can go back, revisit and remember how to heal again.