"Why do you paint a gloomy picture? You are quite adept at making the best situation look dire. Do you want to have another go?" "Yes, please. So, I see a lady in a red swimsuit lying on her back. She is quite close to the sea... so close." He throws his hand up in … Continue reading What do you see?
Enid tricked this girl Golliwogs were just her dolls Come alive in books The world woke her up 'Watermelon lips' she's called Glass ceilings in place Her heart's untarnished Though obvious ills unspoken Assail her daily Her lips and skin speak "Watermelon girl, you're 'spesh'!" Leave the unread be ❤Aweni Image and poetry ©Aweni Adams … Continue reading Watermelon girl
One hop, two hops, twirl A dainty form on life's stage. Cheers, boos, laughs or cries, Dainty moves with no remorse. Will she spend time on time past? Most certainly not! ❤Aweni Adams Image and poetry ©Aweni Adams 2019
I ponder where do their hopes differ She drinks of crimson red drops And bites of his flesh They wash the darkness away to reveal a heart white as snow and filled with gold The sun and moon sing Leave them be, let them believe Without hope man dies. I ponder yet again … Continue reading So many Qs
"Giving up is not an option!" Mother's words echoed as I reached my breaking point. Her words from many years ago became a lifeline that pulled me back to reality. Her darks eyes had held mine unwaveringly as she said them, urging me to never forget. Now, I must muster the strength to survive … Continue reading Never give up!
Do you remember? Mama told you and I That our wings would take us places never before seen To the fifth and sixth seasons that humans know not of As the winds ruffle my feathers I chuckle as I recall my doubt when mama spoke Twirling and sailing in the air I speed up then … Continue reading Up in the air
Today I give of a different side of me. A side hidden under the layers you want to see. The side of me drowning in a sea of guilt. Ignoring your life buoys, I struggle in desperation as the tides rise and the storm builds. This storm is of your make. Your rules are the death … Continue reading For the love of Id
I leaf through the books of old. Like a leech to skin, I suck in the feats of warriors past. Each word gives light to stories not written. I wish I could tell each of them that none is forgotten. Their descendants takes delight in their every effort. In every word and thought left … Continue reading Be what you seek
I, A horse, Awaiting Her brave rider. I am not choosy Neither am I easy. The rider's will matters here. I won't be conquered by the weak. My language is persistence and strength. Control your mind, believe in you, you'll win. Lake of bright fire Beside, blue green river flows Battle of equals He Falters, … Continue reading Conquer the world – Just a horse ride
Should this pen fail me, Should this papyrus crumble, I shall tarry not. My blue blood will on stone write. I'll sacrifice to earn light. ©Aweni Image credit: Google This Tanka poem is in response to Colleen’s weekly Tanka Tuesday poetry challenge. The prompts for this week’s challenge are synonyms of GIVE and RECEIVE. … Continue reading A poet’s promise