Weary Soul
this poem is my take on weary blues by langston hughes
Langston hughes truly was a great poet and one of the best ever!
Bombilating a snappy euphony rhyme
Fingers crackling against palm and time
I heard a soul play
Down on dike street the other night
By the dark alley illuminated by car lights
Her words were a tail rhyme
Her words were a tail rhyme
The holy melancholy catachresis
Was an oxymoron to my ears
It brought life but was killing me inside to hear
With those ebony hands wrapped around the standing mic
She made that mic vocalize her soul’s cry
O poetry!
I remember fingers crackling against palm and nature
She spoke words turning carpe diem to a sweet cacophony imprisonment
Of syllables slipping off her tongue.
Sweet poetry!
Coming from a black Woman’s SOUL! cafe
O poetry!
In a deep performance, her voice rang
I heard the soul sing, and the mic cry!
“Lord, has she stolen your diary of my life?
Or have you given her the word to “kill me with poetry”
Her tongue has conversed with my soul tonight
Don’t let this sweet death sentence end
Let her recite my death in words again!
Snap snap snap, went fingers to palm
Her next words cracked lyrics worse verse against my unshielded heart
“ Lord what Is this poetry I hear? Don’t let it stop”
This weary soul needs rest in her words
For I know now the angel of death
Has shown grace upon me!”
I Got a weary Soul
And her words give me rest
I got a weary soul
And her words give me rest
But it’s killing me slowly
And far into the night that spoken word rang
The stars had ears that night
And the sun crackled snaps too, through the universe
To her words
The night of poetry, that soul on the mic
Retired home
While that souls words echoed through my souls expression
In the end, my walk began again, and my weary soul
Continued to search the world but found none like
That night on dike.
Copyright © Damont Combs | Year Posted 2016
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