Tag: black
member name: Umar, Abu Nurain
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July 12, 2007 11:44 PM EDT --
She danced away from his eyes when she spoke
Of the green and deep serenity of Vietnam
Because his eyes filled with body bags
And miles of discarded limbs and lives for Sam.
His eyes burned circles . . .
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September 04, 2007 10:20 PM EDT --
I must have been 5 or 6 years old. I was down with the measles, which meant the portable radio was placed on my nightstand. The radio was big and brown with just a few knobs. A warm light snuck out the . . .
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November 12, 2007 01:54 AM EST --
When I was in graduate school, I volunteered to teach at a nearby minimum security prison. Its this poem is a simple narration of something that happened one night. Its not finished so you can help me . . .
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December 12, 2007 05:33 PM EST --
I nearly died when I was born. My parents took me back to the hospital where I was treated for a problem that persists even now. From this auspicious beginning, my life evolved like . . .
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September 20, 2007 01:10 PM EDT --
We arrived in San Antonio Thursday afternoon and fled directly to the River Walk in search of margaritas, chips and salsa. First, we surrounded the Alamo until we found the list of those who died for those . . .
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October 05, 2007 04:22 PM EDT --
Penumbras flickered near the shadows’ edges,
Striking the empty wall: a dizzying array
Blacks and grays
Plain against eggshell white, yellowed in time;
Black etchings mimed winter-bare trees, . . .
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August 06, 2007 04:32 PM EDT --
Burning away the gentle fog of youthful remembrances is the harshness of being a Black man over sixty years old in America. I lost my youth in junior high school when we began the too oft repeated internment . . .
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September 06, 2007 09:24 PM EDT --
January wrapped its frigid arms around us. We raised our thick, woolen collars to keep her breath from slithering down our necks. The patrol wagon’s windows still held the winter’s icy visage . . .
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July 18, 2007 11:19 PM EDT --
If you enjoy poetry, it is obvious that you enjoy or will enjoy willie shakespeare. this is sort of a homage to him, he took the measure of the thing...
He took the measure of the thing . . .
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September 11, 2007 07:36 PM EDT --
H. Rap Brown, dark glasses and beret, stood on the roof on a store next to the Dexter Theater and asked the incendiary question: what will a penny buy? The chorus, well attuned to the tragedy . . .
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August 01, 2007 05:33 PM EDT --
My mother loved jade. She nurtured her jade with all the gardening skills she could muster, which, to be honest weren’t that many. She was not a country girl. Southern California amazed her because . . .
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August 03, 2007 12:05 AM EDT --
We were drifters.
Our voices had fallen on hard times.
No one heard us
As our shabbiness hid our nobility.
We wandered north during the summer
To catch the warm rains.
We went to the eastern . . .
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July 18, 2007 03:34 PM EDT --
I read this poem at my father's funeral.
Spindly, black and ashen legs
Sprouted from brown, high-top shoes,
Rose and lost themselves in baggy blue jean shorts
These silent bell clappers . . .
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July 26, 2007 02:24 AM EDT --
The following lyrics were penned by an old school hip hop artist known as Rakim. In the early days of his career, he was part of a duo named Eric B and Rakim. Eric B was the DJ and Rakim the Emcee. As . . .
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September 08, 2007 08:58 PM EDT --
My parents determined that everyone should perform some form of labor for the good of the family. You may call them chores but we called them jobs and I had one as long ago as I can remember. I had bathroom . . .
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January 07, 2008 12:07 PM EST --
black men
counter first moves
whether chess or checkers
they live on the war board's frontline
as sacrificed pawns to the greater good
game losses stacked in a . . .
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September 02, 2007 03:22 PM EDT --
One of the more famous streets in the history of the Blues is Maxwell Street in Chicago, Illinois. It may not be as famous as Beale Street but the music we know today as R & B, Rock & Roll, the . . .
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October 27, 2007 05:56 PM EDT --
You would first notice my expansive hands
the color of Brazilian rosewood
hanging from my boney thick-skinned limbs.
You would then note my angular . . .
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August 03, 2007 11:09 PM EDT --
Billion year old carbon, recently renovated
I dreamt I was African, Blood
I even had an original name
I mean, I was resurrected ancient black gentility
We had mastered the stars before
Abraham was . . .
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August 04, 2007 11:45 PM EDT --
The wind is visible on the sea
As white-capped servants dancing
Waves rising, rumbling mares
Embraced by the sun’s affirming gaze
The one manifests as many, and the many
As one, . . .
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