Thursday, August 9, 2012

Shomari

Young and wise all one he has been ashine

Dear and sweet he grasp his aunt’s heart

Giving strength faith belief he encourage her all

Stand Auntee stand for me Imani Isaih all

When weak sick help me keep on

Grow strong mind body soul like all black sons around

Giving faith and love cherish God we all can

First born love cherish keep Auntee working hard faith

For you and all young I ask God strengthen me hard

Fight the world I will Auntee say if Lord yes strengthen me

Love cherish my heart is yours my son of spirit flesh of not

Keep us safe Lord for way is cold yet fresh with new blossom sweet turn

Love soul of mine strength is for all left of me relay thee freely to all who say

Love God before all that cannot deny never

Guide trust way bought paid with blood pain Auntee paid price never high

Learn as Auntee see not see hear not hear watch not watch but allow

Need Auntee call there before say “I”

By Felicia McCaw




Sunday, August 5, 2012

Cinderella Black

Small round of stature she be


Small nose tilted up she scrubbed and rubbed


Day and Night she toiled endlessly long


Hands work worn and small square
Work work work busy bee she sing a lark

Music free dance her heart

Clean clean scrub scrub she wasp by

Eyes wide brown distance she look

Dreams dreams cascading down her hair

Soul aquiver harps sing when she walk by

Dancing dancing her eye see her mind of visions aplenty

Spirit soaring high as eagles dare she go fleet

Romantic sweet of roses given her hand

A feast of sweet revivals of music love refine

Handsome as the sky is grand wide

He come far wide different strange

Attired spun of spider’s heart of web refined silk of rainbow caught

Curls of black cascade down smooth brown shoulders taught

Feet encased in Italian leather of joy

Dancers dancers spin whirl twirl of circles within

Noises cease here she comes small round sugar spice

Walking swift as if on air of puff she moves the shadow past

Elegant handsome he prowled wide smile small secret he captured her hand

Holding her gently he caressed her soul with sweet allure

Feet of match miss no note of life mystery song

Tick tock the clock struck note that alarmed her so

Leaping from arms hard with love she dashed on feet of wings

Laughing softly she gasped my shoe is gone

Hands large hard caress a small slipper of delight

Searching far wide country in out he charged looking for sweet one of his

heart delight

House of hell they called blue revere encased in shadow dark last to check

Housing women of mean and one worked til dawn til dusk

Feet aplenty tried hardest fit slipper of delight toes cramped pinched reject them all

One last little lady they beat from sight wait called he with slipper in hand

Screeches loud with rage spite hissed they all

Come he say gentle fine try this slipper of delight

Trembling and crying she perched gingerly on wooden bench pine feet held delicately still

Smoothing her fine little feet he placed it sweet and woe the sky changed lights blue green yellow cascaded around

Birds of all sing sweetly near transformed before eyes of wonder shock she evolved revolved until she appeared

Grasping her near tender embrace of security strength he say never let you go.

By Felicia McCaw