Poetry Blogs (race)
espy their blind spot, the
prey animals on the alert,
that spook all too readily,
so terrified of getting hurt
so, trainers use blinkers
calming down our minds,
like keeping the sun out
with full venetian blinds
blinkers are anaesthetic,
de-senistised our brains,
the big picture pales, we
race for short-term gains
blinkers make it easier,
Monday 5th April 2021 11:09 am
Longing for belonging
Scarce abundance of my defining hormone
Grown within a culture of colour
Now a tar pit of gazing strangers surrounds my lonely island
A Peek behind my biological curtain will reveal ordinary bones
Focused on flesh their telescopes conduct a mini alien investigation
Liberation I foolishly stepped towards before colliding with the bars of this new cage
Friday 22nd November 2019 6:39 am
Many people discuss white privilege.
Other folks just can't fathom it.
Some will think they know.
When you live it each day
in your heart and bones,
what is there to think?
White folks can snooze here.
Now let's talk light privilege.
Here we mean shades of color.
Lighter shades are easier accepted.
There was a dark girl in my Junior High School.
She used Nadilon...
Tuesday 8th October 2019 10:31 pm
You should plan to keep going
whatever you meet .. whatever you face
The only thing to be growing
Never to fallback in the race
Be aware to wear patience hat
Remove the hat of desperation
Keep energy for acts no chat
No goals achieved in quotation
Always to ask what you need
To get ready helping people
Same as you eat you must feed
To win the race you shoul...
Tuesday 26th February 2019 6:43 pm
You see the USA and UK
Having pride for our race
When really, we are a disgrace
But the truth always is the hardest thing to face
We hurt the world that gave us life
Proving our greed has no price
We are a plague upon the earth
Taking it for all that it is worth
Money comes before conservation
Because nothing is worth it, without gaining a sum
Disguising our greed as caring for what's ...
Saturday 3rd November 2018 1:36 pm
So here we are, all done
At the finish line of a race hard run
A race that no one would ever choose
But once in, one that we just couldn’t lose
Never alone along the way
Always together, in step, come what may
A journey to discover what’s real in life
To realise what we’re truly all about
What we’re made of as man and wife
What shapes our hearts, shapes our souls
Sunday 24th December 2017 10:44 am
Black Boy Jerome
walking stop, walking stop, closed park nest
insecticide guttered blood lumps
realtor biting torchlight, thicker dollar pile rate rat room
squat sleeping, leaning broom, dirt bridge
ate pigeon error Wednesday
Ma note sticks about Black Boy’s bridge’s lynching arcs
shining knotted ironwork, rogue’s gum
waning bridge appeal, twists, turns, joints, worn rust
move on Winter
Sunday 30th July 2017 11:31 am
A Pointy Reckoning
She had blonde hair
and beautiful, blue, eyes
and these were far more
before we left
I was seventeen
and made to look fifty,
she was a year younger
and made to look black.
In a school
in West Yorkshire
we had no black girls
in the sixth form
and the only w...
Monday 9th May 2016 11:54 pm
Hit the homes of the less, Hit the SCUM of the projects, Drop a few bombs in the Sub Culture Urban Market, target the future smokers, smoke the future dealers, pull up in them vans, hand out vans and a few packs of cigs, Fact 79 the name of the game, selling the idea of a pack newports, over the idea of packing for cruises to lands on new ports, grandmamas got them, baby cousins watchin', second h...
Sunday 22nd February 2015 10:24 pm
Sunrise creeping, daylight peeping,
All is silent, all are sleeping.
Alarm clocks whirring, stables stirring,
Dogs start scratching, cats lie purring,
Voices rising (some surmising),
Smell of coffee - appetising.
Harness jingling, senses tingling,
Sweat and horse-breath intermingling.
Race day thrilling, people milling,
Horses happy, k...
Friday 4th November 2011 5:37 pm