Living
Living
Paddling through life’s strong currents
Untitled my existence
A name means not much on Tuesday
Maybe more on Sunday
Or less
A tear defines a being?
How many, how strong, how real.
Feeling exasperated by negativity
Chasing feelings of divinity
Yelling yelling yelling
to the world
but the noise is confined to my head
little head contrasting a gigantic soul.
And the burden is there
What will I present to the world
In which way can I make a difference
Confined in public beneath smiles
Shed through tears in private
Pulling myself into tri-ality
Love the greatest power
has been my strength
read on you want some more
a lick, a suckle taste
I love a poems pastry
Soothing minds sweet tooth
Life is powerful
Yet soft and delicate like glass
Days come and go
Go and come
Blinking back tears of joy
As they meander across the pages of time
When I was young I felt so old
Now I am older I feel so young
As time passes we find new definitions
Some last
A day
a month
a year
Like milk churning to butter
find your way through the thick yellowy labyrinth
grab your telescope and explore for yourself
We live each generation through eye and imagination
Thinking over thought
Clasping the past for dear life
Let go of that pain’s source
I see, I see and see
I hear
I feel
I smell
Shaking my head at youth’s destruction
Shedding tears for lost dreams bridged on loved ones water graves
Come journey on what life wants to be
Buzzing giddy yellows and blacks
As they did on Khemit’s dessert shore.
A ribbon streaming in a hair dress
Little Sasha’s pecan skin and eyes running
Playground-ing dirt,
jungle gym-ing
Teeth ivory flashing,
honeying laughter
How she grow up?
Happy women, strong teen.
How many continue honeying laughter.
Where does it go wrong
Stripping, schooling
They left her at 18 when he returned
Died at 11 when she discovered new meanings
Decoding womanhood
Fist-ing my soul.
Running tears
dragging,
angering
silent
No type of living
Excerpt from Complexes
Copyright © Nefretiti Morant | Year Posted 2013
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