Short Roots Poems
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we had no choice
tho we had a voice
only hope
was to vote
without any loot
you can't toot
thats part of
GETTO ROOTS
Form:
fine out
no doudt
who you are
your the star
its about time
kept this in mine
that you fine out why
you toot
TRACES YOUR ROOTS
they come black
its a fact
they come white
thats right
and mabe blue too
i tell you
some has a heart of gold
ROOTS OF SOUL
a tree may stand strong
its top can kiss the skies
the stem too big to image
but down there unseen
its roots’ ends are withered
To bloom
where you’re planted
Flower
on the sill
Magic
with each budding
Forever
—and until
(The New Room: October, 2021)
if your on top
always shop
go around
remember your sound
and your small town
how you all toots
never
DON'T FORGET YOUR ROOTS
my routs the south
where there love
from above
we walk side by side
with god as our guild
is a train and plane
toot
my
SOUTHEN ROOTS
Surly songs
Played by hungry men
Plucking staccato roots
Spotted chords of dried dearth
Cleansed in strummed pots of boiling verse
its began as a work tools
of bad news
worker singing the blues
ad paying dues
am told some grew old
to be apart of
ROOTS OF SOUL
ROOTS AND BRANCHES
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tree roots hold steadfast
though branches bend in the wind
faith and loyalty
this is there home
and where the rome
from the cold
its there super bold
here's why
that love to fly
back to this loot
theyer
BRIDS ON THE ROOTS
My
kindness
is not
niceness
but I know that
I am the truth
because I belong
to an eternally
growing and
deeply
rooted
family tree.
A mystic beat from a tropic isle
drumbeat sounds in roots rock style
a musical treat that's known and loved
that floats on air like dancing doves
we had a bran
born on a farm
no mesh
everything fresh
its was so cool
to eat that soul food
thinking my mind toots
its my
SOUTHEN ROOTS
We met when we were three.
Church, school, dance.
Secrets shared with no one else.
We've laughed, we've cried,
We are closer than ever.
I love you.
Dark.
Seed sleeps.
A flicker.
A crack.
A shoot.
Up to the head.
Out through the eyes.
Down through the feet.
Into soil.
Rooted.
How does it feel?
comes from being sold
for gold
by there own race
and corlor of face
whip dip
and forces on a ship
or be wack thats a fact
ROOTS OF SLAVER OF
BLACK
it was design
to make to blind
to be set your self free
to some money if the key
to other it faith
so they waited
un til that time to toot
that som of
MONEY ROOTS
tho theyer gone
there sprit is still on
they made away
for us today
success we're bound
no stopping us now
so many walk shout and toots
its
FREEDOM ROOTS
leaves
intricate, unique
growing, feeding, blowing
photosynthesis, stems, network, soil
anchoring, spreading, storing
buried, complex
roots
its can help you stand
or be band
its a tool
have to be well school
to uese
it can give you the blues
its good and bad news
this is not funny
its the
ROOTS OF MONEY
like a tree whose roots
are deep within the earths soil-
humans are as well.
we are born from mother earth-
one day we will all return
It’s soiled at the root of the tree.
The line that has formed for the spree.
It’s beyond belief,
The wait for relief,
But pleasing to dog’s a long pee.
after the long frost,
a seed remembers sun—
cracks earth’s crust,
uncurls thin green
toward quiet light.
no fanfare,
just growth:
steady,
deep.
Roots surfing over the soil
Whether to spy?
The noses and tongues of lives
To tell roots gone deep
How best fruits to bring tastes?
How small,small flowers to smell?