Danger in offended rage
Most toxic of poisons
Seeps into our marrow
Boiling, burning away joy
Leaving nothing by charred
Remains
Tag: Free Verse
No Excuses?
No excuses mentality
Feeds into my insecurity
Of not getting everything done
Even without sleep for days
Visions of The Reaper?
I thought I saw
The Great Reaper
But was unsure
Was that a scythe,
Or an umbrella?
Awakened Early
These moments
My awakened fears
Facing them
Calms me
And I
Return
To slumber
When I hear Iz Sing
Every time
I hear Iz sing
“Over The Rainbow”
I’m filled
With delight
And quiet
Sadness
Kindness spoken
Perhaps
The quick
kind
word
Can save
a life
Or a
soul
Light up the Sky
A voice to speak
Now, light the sky
With the beauty
Of your soul
Black History Month Meditation 2: Langston Hughes
Slowly I study the man
Delighting in imagery
Phrases bending to his will
And the flow of his heart
Slowly gazing into the soul of
Of a poet’s ghost
Tendrils of dreams
Glimmering in morning dew
Fading at the touch
Of my privilege
Black History Month Meditation 1: Langston Hughes
Reading Langston Hughes
And about his vocational drifting
I have a thing for the wanderer
My own career meanders
Weaving back and forth
Across green fertile fields
Vibrancy within each step
I’m spending Black History Month exploring black ports and their great works. Langston Hughes came to mind first. I’m also thinking of Maya Angelou and Toni Morrison. Do you have ideas? I’d love to hear about up-and-coming poets.
The Warmth of Hope
Hope is a dish
Best served
Warm
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 