Flower Black African American Poems

. . . What Flower Am I 

Gonna Give To You All ? 

Uncaptured High ! . . ....

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Waterfalls here and there sprout (A)
From the bottom of the mountain (B)
Monkeys and apes are gamboling (C)
Comfortably, somewhere on the leafy soil (D)
On trees top,...

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Color the days color them bright
Color the stage that we play life
Color them vivid as starry night sky
Color them brown, red, green eyes

Stop for a...

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center>She was looking for a man;
You see 
She B 
Someone's daughter;
Yet she be longing,  looking past the altar;
Her high standards she shall not falter;
She...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Sojourner to far-flung climes;
When you return,
Will you remember the evening songs
Chorused by chirping under the baobab tree?
Will you still remember the fame of the great...

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SO SCARED OF ME BEING SUCCESSFUL
KNOCKING DOWN ALL OF MY VISIONS AND GOALS
FOREVERMORE, WHY BE SO ENVY
THIS IS NOT A COMPETITION ROLE
NEGATIVITY IS GREAT FOR...

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The tones of skin are but outer layers 
of continental pigments designed by a Source,
yet we loathe colored people and have less fondness
for the minority...

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Recall the usual candles, toys, bouquets ...
Do U have a single stem for the Floyds?...

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Your warm smile and flawless face
Reminds of the blooming early morning pink Roses
Those shapely legs like the slender stem of the Hibiscus
You are fair and...

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My arms stretched around her.
She rose like a flower.
Blossoming to life.
Her lips a bud.
Flourished full.
I a reddish ceramic. 
A reminder that we are grounded.
She filled...

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Yesterday I found a seed and theres no better place to plant it
Than in your heart.
I acknowledge that you've heard promise after promise.
And as time...

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You're a woman ladylike;
                     ...

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How long will this suffrage last?
Painting the dark picture of a darkened past.
My people are supposed to be blessed,
But we are cursed in this foreign...

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Middle of Winter,
A flower sings the blues.
Painted red then brown....

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