The stream (all workshops)
UP ON THE ROOF
I can lay there in bed and look at the stars
My roof has a hole where the rain comes in
After two years my patience is wearing thin
But at least my phone signal has four bars
It’s a dangerous climb to fix missing slates
A temporary fix was to patch with tarpaulin
But lost when the stormy winds came calling
Dare I skip another year and tempt the fates
Patience is a virtue
Whatever that means
Having patience will lead you to great things
Patience will find you someone beautiful
Be patient and wait so you can find your soulmate
Don’t go looking because you
Might run into your enemy
Patience is everything
Patience is well worth waiting
Without patience you might not get what you want at that very moment
With patience you will get the best
Xoxo Delilah rose
This prose is soaked in tears
It is the product
Of minds that never blink
Wounds that never heal
People that have betrayed
Lovers that have quarreled
Childhoods gone wrong
The first blossoms of red.
These pretty swaying words
In the winds of the storm
Standing still
Never breaking
Until they are broken clean
From their roots.
March on through the fields
Covered in dead blooms
New opportunities seen
And tunneled through black ink.
Christmas comings
Snowman
Sleigh bells ring
Kids play
Santa Claus comes
Dancing
Christmas all day
All night
Everyday we
Spread love
Through out the year
For love
My love for you will go stronger and deeper,
Everyday we spend together,
Like an endless river my love will keep flowing,
No matter the weather,
Fight hard for what you believe in,
And I’ll teach you what I can,
Tips will come continuously,
On how to be a man,
But there is always a procedure,
That all black parents must follow,
Its sad that this wisdom of black fatherhood,
Will come with a burden of sorrow,
We’re the stars
stammering
through
a soulless sea
Flooded with the
fervent fragments
of what this
Wistful world could
rise up to Be.
but all stars that
boldly beam
bright and new must
always faintly fade
forever out of view .
Bitterly being branded
in their brittle blue
brass backbones
of belittlement .
It is my aspiration
from the Beyond
as you still insist
does exist
I shall send violin invisible strings
loaded with Romantic songs
these alone across the GLOBE
are common
You know it....
as long as men love women
now include the gender common
LOVE can never be forgotten
Sing a song
come along
Gee is the music of NEO
and will stay far on
till we love the Neos singing
a sweet love song
SEASONAL
So bright-eyed and unashamedly young
Spring emerges from winter’s slumber
Pushing up hard through cold wet earth
To breathe in the cool and fragrant air
Replacing with greenery what was bare
A quickened heartbeat for all its worth
The year now certainly has its number
As soft melodies of hope are now sung
When I don’t know what to write
I feel my hand aching to move and
my heart begging to be heard
but the words don’t flow,
my hand feels stuck,
and my heart is
left alone.
Everything feels so heavy.
My head has hurt for days
My eyes have tears that won’t fall.
They want to, but they can’t.
They won’t.
Up on The Rooftop,
damn, this is slick!
Up with decorations
Rudolph gives me a kick
As I turned my back
I'm sure heard him say
Santa can't land here
with that big ****ing sleigh
Just leave us alone
we don't want to sit
on top of your house
amid the pigeon-shit
As I took down the ladder
I was scared of them now...
I thought maybe I'll work
with a manger and a cow
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