#blackpoetry

[k-r-t-r]

dear black girl,

if i could capture the stars, id pluck one right out of the sky and place it in your heart so you’d be reminded that you are filled with brightness. id capture your tears in jars and pour them into the sea so you’ll know that your feelings expressed in these droplets weren’t in vain, but that they will be recycled for only beauty and life, to be the reason behind art and reproduction. your smile will be used in dark, barren tunnels to light the way to a better truth. id tell you that your eyes tell a story and when listened to, they have the power to inspire by sharing the very things you’ve felt you could never say. id give you a magnifying glass so that you may discover the map your ancestors left for you to explore , painted on your skin. continue to shake the world by letting your voice be heard, because when you speak, the earth quakes.

~k.

[travelingasafamily]

"crabbing" by Lucille Clifton

(the poet crab speaks)

pulling into their pots our wives our hapless children. crabbing they smile, meaning us i imagine, though our name is our best secret. this forward moving fingered thing inedible even to itself, how can it understand the sweet sacred meat of others?

Art: Bitter Attendance Drown 2018, a Woven cotton, acrylic yarn, and polyester organza artwork by Diedrick Brackens

[jasminesuntrell]

The Emancipation (I Get From Love) of Angie (12/30)

On this very day, nineteen years ago The artist of my life, Mariah Carey released what many consider her comeback album The Emancipation of Mimi on the very same day my best friend and twin flame, Angela Giaimo became emancipated from childhood.

I have never been very spiritual. I'm not Ace of Base; I struggle to see the signs. And I'm unsure what I believe about this universe but here are some things I know coincide:

Mariah Carey and Angela Giaimo are both Aries.

Neither Mariah Carey nor Angela Giaimo have middle names.

Mariah became my favorite artist primarily because of lyrics and Angela and I first bonded over us both being lyrics girlies.

Like Mariah, Angela is an amazing writer and musically inclined.

I tried to get my ex-best friend that I nicknamed "MiMi" to use The Emancipation of Mimi as the theme for her 18th birthday,  just two months after Angela's 18th.

That same ex-best friend betrayed Angela, and her treachery brought Angela and I closer  because I was on her side, the correct side.

I never knew Mariah's album came out on Angela's birthday until today, the number of years later that is the same as my favorite number.

When it comes to Angela, It has never been a question that our connection is inherent. I would not scoff at the concept of it being ancestral and supernatural. And while I have no mystical gifts that will tell me she is pregnant the way her brujería informed her of Saviour's impending arrival, I can sense that it's by more than chance that she's tattooed on my spirit. And why I love Angela Giaimo with my whole soul, even more than I love Mariah Carey.

[writtenbyhim]

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[jimirahlee]

Note 2 Self

Can you accept you for who you are Even if it’s not the worlds biggest star Tho u still shine like the sun U may be too bright for some But you’re still special It’s up to me to help you To see what I know is inside Though society’s pressure covers u like high tide Your mood like waves, eyes never dry U were beautiful before the filter Before false reality The real you is what u hide…

[melaninmansuniverse]

[boobsandbravado]

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[solisaacs]

I could write my wrongs

I could write my wrongs.

Make someone’s day.

Give myself Déjà vu or

Correct my mistakes.

I could write my wrongs.

Make a friend cry.

Have a heavy conversation or

Tell myself some lies.

I could write my wrongs or

Fact-check my statements.

Internally reflect and

Give myself some patience.

I could write my wrongs and

Lose some haters.

Get myself some followers and maybe

Appreciate my neighbors.

I could write my wrongs but

At this stage I’m inpatient.

Righting wrongs and fighting flaws

With no time for maintenance.

-Sol Mack

[historyineverything]

Poetry: Rosemary and Pansies by Effie Waller Smith Published in 1909 | A...

Poem: “A NEW YEAR’S HOPE”

The poem is found in Effie Waller Smith's book of poetries titled “Rosemary and Pansies”. Written in 1909.

[ablueboxfullofbooks]

BOOK REVIEW

Dark Testament : Blackout Poems Crystal Simone Smith Macmillan Children's Publishing Group, Henry Holt and Co. (BYR) @macmillanusa

With Dark Testament : Blackout Poems, Crystal Simone Smith shares the mourning and pain of a community, deeply wounded by unlawful killings and racism : Oscar Grant, Eric Garner, Trayvon Martin, Sybrina Fulton, Michael Brown, Jordan Davis, Michelle Kenney, Daunte Wright, Aiyana Jones, Laquan McDonald, Rodney King, Sandra Bland, George Floyd, Walter Scott, or Breonna Taylor ; to only name a few of a very long, too long list. It is to them, and many others, that Smith’ s poems are dedicated.

In her poems, Crystal Simone Smith shares the voices of the Black Community and Black Lives Matters Movement. She shares the voices of the dead, but also the ones of the living. I have never read Black out poems before. They give a very unique perspective on the text, a poem within the poem with a totally new meaning. This collection of poems is beautiful, deep, and sad. It is a tribute to justice, truth, equality and love. It is definitively a book needed to be read and shared with the Community.

[musicalmess26]

"...Do I have to wake you up just to know what kind of love is in your cup of coffee every morning as I take mine black as intellectual minds influence me..." - Kloud Nimbus, Cup of Coffee #poetry #nycpoet #nycartist #blackpoet #blackpoetry #blackcommunity #blacklove #melanin #coffee #cupofcoffee #coffeeandpoetry #poetryporn #poetrynyc https://www.instagram.com/p/CkeW8LTpGM6/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Full poem : https://at.tumblr.com/kloudnimbus/cup-of-coffee/ospecbudhxlz Follow the poetry: https://www.tumblr.com/kloudnimbus

[travelingasafamily]

“Born. Living. Will. Die.” by Camonghne Felix

for my favorite auntie, Jeanette

Sometimes I think I’m never going to write a poem again and then there’s a full moon.

I miss being in love but I miss myself most when I’m gone.

In the salty wet air of my ancestry my auntie peels a mango with her teeth

and I’m no longer writing political poems; because there are

mangoes and my favorite memory is still alive. I’m digging for meaning but haunted by purpose

and it’s an insufficient approach. What’s the margin of loss on words not spent today?

I’m getting older. I’m buying smaller images to travel light. I wake up, I light up, I tidy, and it’s all over now.

Art: Kenturah Davis, proverbial study I, 2020, Inscribed text and pencil rubbing on paper. Unframed 21 × 20 in | 53.3 × 50.8 cm

Poem: https://poets.org/poem/born-living-will-die

[avoidintellect]

♥☻

To the end of time,

and I stay in line ,

each specific word that didn’t linger

but it stayed and soaked into each point

And my life stays calm

in the midst of the storm.

I must belong.

I feel no wrong

and does that make me

prone to violence

and in silence

I stare

into the mid air

cold tears slither down my cheek

it reeks

its a scentless and it creeps into your every pore

into my eyes its sore

and I blink,

strugglin’ to grasp a thought, tryin to think.

it won’t sink…in

leavin’ and sayin I’m not comin back

but don’t worry  you will forget

before I leave , finish your drink and swear,

you don’t ever know, me from nowhere.

[writtenbyhim]

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[jimirahlee]

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[melaninmansuniverse]