Long Tubman Poems

The Sun Is a Liar



It’s been quite some time since I've awoke early enough to meet the sun coming over the horizon. As I gazed out the window from my bedroom window seat, the sky...

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Brains and guts orbit the soul—
that polar star searing in the marrow of being.

I was born somewhere between Einstein’s neurons
Ginsburg beat poetry, the birth of rock and roll, revolution marches,
and the calloused hands of a...

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Herstory from Battlefields to Laboratories
-	Daniel Henry Rodgers

Beneath stardust's scattered gleam, 
Her-story, a comet’s tail, blazing across time.

Through seasons it molds
...Once hushed now bold
We rise like a chorus harmonizing 
...In this vast of an eternal fold.

For...

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Black History
As this month comes to an end 
I want to begin 
First of all I want to thank so many
I will name a few although there's plenty
Martin Luther King
Had a dream
Yes he did 
That...

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Women are the womb 
And the backbone of society 
So in this women's season
We celebrate how we came to be 

When I look back in history at the many women 
Who have come and gone...

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Women are the womb
and the backbone of society 
So in this women's season 
let's celebrate how we came be

When I look back in history at the many
women who have come and gone 
And the impact...

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It's night now in harlem, time to explore
Snakes are diurnal, rats love their nocturnal
Life, the subway is a swinging door.
A cockroach crawls before it falls
Catalectic between the broken walls.
It's time to pay the rent and...

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Separation rules the nation it seems
Our race decrease the identity that cannot be redeemed

Yes we have amicable lives whom still believe in MLK's dream
The steam from our hatred of deceit and misfortune 
Has brought our...

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Juneteenth

On this day in 1865 was the day 
That the slaves were freed 
It was out to an end 
And our lives sort of 
Started to begin 
Begin to make sense 
We became more 
Than...

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She Goes Back
By Lillian J. Jeffrey


Whispers flow like a river
she will be sold
sold or rented like a cash crop

Born on a Maryland plantation
her mother works the big house
Harriet runs barefoot in the woods
side by side...

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She Goes Back
By Lillian J. Jeffrey


Whispers flow like a river
she will be sold
sold or rented like a cash crop

Born on a Maryland plantation
her mother works the big house
Harriet runs barefoot in the woods
side by side...

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She Goes Back
By Lillian J. Jeffrey


Whispers flow like a river
she will be sold
sold or rented like a cash crop

Born on a Maryland plantation
her mother works the big house
Harriet runs barefoot in the woods
side by side...

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There has been talk of having the famous black abolitionist Harriet Tubman replace Andrew Jackson on the 20 dollar bill. And I think though it does not completely address the problems our country has still...

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what is my claim to fame
a face in a crowd
no name
that stands me out from the multitude
wading aimless in this bottomless vat
searching 
for a glimmer of that somewhere light
climbing on ladder straights
that bend and break
from...

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for such a time as this of political upheaval and economic uncertainty
how does anyone go about determining what is their God-given destiny?
what is our purpose in the grand scheme of God's desires?
what is it from...

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Land of the free
Home of the slaves
The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate
Amongst the soil where they were slain
I’m hearing their struggle
I’m feeling their pain
I can’t imagine being forced to part from my...

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I CALL IT SLEEPING AWAKE AT NIGHT I RELIVING TRAUMATIC EVENTS SOMETIMES FALLING TO SLEEP AT SIX IN THE MORNING TO FIND MY DAY FILLED WITH NAPS DREAMS REM SLEEP VIVID VISIONS THIS IS WHY...

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It was Long ago.
From the break of dawn
July 23,2003.
To the plenilune of the moon,
After the bullets have surceased.
The cry of a neonate hearkened through out the waves of the sea.

The gelid breeze alleviated my stress...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: I'm Gonna Write
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: August/1988

I'm gonna write about 
my grandmama -

I'm gonna write about 
my mama -

I'm gonna write about
my love......

What I'm gonna do,
and
must do,

Is write about
all
black women
in the world -

About how
warm 
caring
understanding,
and
resourceful 
a...

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“Tubman”




What colours a heart
courage?

What colours a mind
belief?

What colours a soul
unity?

Underground
we carry torches

from station 
to station

We are the Light
We Lead

No colour 
No religion

No epic 
delusion

Where is the race?
The race to confusion?

We are One
You and me

We are...

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The Dilettante Diaries: "All Roads Lead Home"



All Roads Lead Home
Poems
Stories
Detours
Stepping Stones

All Roads Lead Home

(Lovejoy-Burton/October 2018)



"Where we LOVE is home -     
home that our feet may leave, 
but not our hearts".













About Inner...

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A Woman's Self-Worth, is highest among all, for it was a woman, God created, in thy divine holy image.  Friendships, relationships, and holy matrimony, was God's blueprint, for all women.

Eve, the first wife and...

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Imagine a freedom beyond imagination!  
Like 102 passengers embarking on the Mayflower 
As the ship’s sails billowed, the horizon disappeared, 
Nothing ahead but wide-open, expanding sea and sky 
And the promise of a new...

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I want to lead you to safety like Harriet Tubman,
While we are on our way,
I want to stop traffic like Garrett Morgan,
Before we get there, 
I want to right all wrongs like Supreme Court Justice...

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Courage is when . . . 

any person - like the crucified Christians in ancient times - take upon themselves certain death standing firm to their convictions.

Courage is when . . .

any person - such...

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