Afro Poems - Poems about Afro

there once was a fella named Joe whose hairstyle's a wonky Afro to the barber Joe went Who repaired his head dent Joe returned bald headed like Moe!...

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Mojito Conjuring When the bruja in the red dress sends me out this time, it is for the taste of sour oranges and garlic. Once, when I plied her with a cigar called Hoyo de Montyerrey, she coiled the smoke, said that I was still feral and untamed, sent me out for sugar so that I could learn my true name. Scythe-swinging, field-slave-singing,...

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In our Hearts Burn…A Love of God and Country that...through it all...has not diminished! We Press on, Amen! There comes a time when…we… must pause to diligently survey our history! When, at a place of reflection…we… walk back through…fields…of what used to be! This must be done to comprehend fully what is transpiring within… our nation now As we’ve witnessed poisons of the past come…trickling...

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Afro Beats pulse through my veins/ Deep House vibrations as Dj Vertigo X manipulates the house vinyl/ The booth is alive/High-end sequences intertwine, complex melodies wrapping around me/ Jazz Hip Hop can you hear it? Waiting for the breakdown/ Do you feel It/ The echoes of Pete Rock and DJ Krush are in the air, a dance house...

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Anxiety when there’s rain For I know my hair will change Reaching umbrella in vain Onyx hair will bounce like spring Putting in a lot of love Uniquely owning my Afro puffs From hanging hair to Freeing up in the air Strutting my stuff...

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kinky colored coils sumo wrestled afro comb red baby dreadlocks...

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Chocolate lotus lips A planted peach tongue And ebony seeding eyes I am the garden you greet With thick calloused thumbs And warm loving palms How can I be so selfish to deny you me to deny me you? I don’t know about tomorrow Next five years too much to ponder For I am like an autumn red leaf Fallen How can I think with boiling blood...

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I once had that Afro hair you now rock, oh yes i once had it. Not in the 40s, not in the 50s but in the summer of the dark age. I was a pretty little thing, A fish and oh yes i swimmed all waters. My blackness got it strength from that...

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My hair has always had a mind of its own Stays doing whatever it wants whenever it pleases Just never bothers to do any of it, at my convenience Will take its sweet time to grow When I'm most keen to own a 'fro Loves to split into these little bushy clusters Kept in their place by tiny lines of bare...

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"Afro-Knight" Nelson Mandela was his name , he was a hero. Captain Africa carrying the cross like Jesus. A fight to the finish.... patience was my super power. Twenty seven years of meditation....the Victory. Your heart is made of gold. A nation divided by hate! Ignorance! The disgusting violence between seasons together they howl the winds of life, different shades one...

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Wandering the maze of sanity has now become a harsh challenge to the psyche as insanity fuels itself with echoing bigotry soaring like starving hawks while vultures are daily treated to sights of warm human appetizers laying out on blood-stained turf tables. If only lives could be as treasured and as recyclable as are old cold weapons of war that continues to be allowed to...

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Tame it contain it relax it down Why do you deny your God given crown? Unleash it unchain it wear it with pride ...

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(APROPOS OF THE MANY OF US: THE GREEN VILLAGE) PROLOGUE: Some don’t quite get it… Life will reveal it to you: Mothers are of God. ...

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Donald Trump's DNA ain't on show 'cuz he don't want the whole world to know Obama is kin Although that's no sin The Obamas won't say it ain't so!...

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afro comb and hair the good old days posted on September 12, 2018...

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