Dry cracked palms pray - For better, better than this. Broken promises pierce pockets Pennies pouring into bottomless pits Foreigners found on shores - Imprisoned. Beautiful black men hands high Bloody. Same-sex Lovers lying in arms Denied. We plead. We pray. We play along... From high white thrones - They cackle. Monstrous men mighty. Footprints… Continue reading Powerlessness – a poem
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Copacabana NY (poem)
Underground space always alive. Awake. Laughter, clinking glasses, dancing heels the song of the sax chant of the cello pull of the piano. Each ever-moving body is clad, head to toe, in golds and silvers twinkling like stars, at night with every jig. Suit and tie are mandatory, here. Mystery is kept by smoky… Continue reading Copacabana NY (poem)
Broken Compass (poem)
Lost and uncertain The space between a forgotten past and an elusive future grows. Thickens. Stretching across the black sea I'm surrounded. My boat drifts along the endless landscape of time. My clock, ticks. Is it this way, or that? I've long been alone, here. Broken compass shifts, with each passing tide. Am I… Continue reading Broken Compass (poem)
The Ache of Knowing (poem)
It is a horrid thing. Knowing the exact weight of choice. Knowing, from here, you fly or you fall. This is it. Loud are the opinions, the "advice" and judgement of others. Tip-toe ahead... or leap? from the cliffside Will wings grow as I fall? It hurts to be so aware. And it's… Continue reading The Ache of Knowing (poem)
All I Want for Christmas
This year for Christmas, I want to ask for the biggest thing of all: Confidence. It's all I want this year. It's all I want for years to come. For with confidence, I am brave enough to chase my dreams despite the nightmares attached to the pursuit. Confidence will make me beautiful. Confidence will hold… Continue reading All I Want for Christmas
“Real Horrors” – Poem
You know what's really scary? Not prowling black cats, Or mouse traps, Or dead rats. No. What's really scary Is gunshots, Black bodies, And broken families. Black lives matter, But the scary thing is, They don't. Not to you all. Do they matter to you? What's scary is, The white child who "Doesn't need to… Continue reading “Real Horrors” – Poem
“Never Enough” – Poem
What will it take For you to realise That you have Enough; You are Enough? To travel across the world And taste, see, smell, and feel All that it has to give? Is that enough? To write and share The pain and love Inside. To connect, shape, and Enrich the world with words? Is that… Continue reading “Never Enough” – Poem
“Don’t Underestimate Me” – Poem
I may go through life, A little unsure. But still I walk, I run, I soar. My hands might shake, And my body may burn. But with every move, Your respect I will earn. Because I'm powerful. Beautiful. A goddess unseen. There's no rules for me, I break them. My words, They may jumble. My… Continue reading “Don’t Underestimate Me” – Poem
S. R. Crawford 