Category: Poetry
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Last Words in Jacksonville
What words would you crave? What would be the crowning sounds you long to hear as ending comes?
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July 4th, Hendersonville
The booming sounds are patriotic boots stomping the night sky.
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Laid to Rest
On the mattress is an old man whose eyes search my face while my eyes search his How you doin’ pop?” I ask
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A Filipino Man & A Black Man Eat Thai Food In Hendersonville
Poet and writer Tony Robles and I decided to have a meal after a small house concert in Hendersonville after a planned Juneteenth event was canceled due to inclement weather.
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Home of Dr. Nina Simone
Tony Robles visits Tryon, NC, birthplace of Nina Simone, and reads a poem…
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Multicultural Poetical & Cultural Magic in Hendersonville
Hendersonville provided magic and culture as I perused as a poet for the first time in the beautiful North Carolina continuous backdrop of clear blue skies and black mountains. Befriending fellow writers Tony Robles and Robert Zachary engaged me in conversations about our shared People Of Color status in ways that were engaging and familiar…
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A Juneteenth Freedom Fest Hendersonville Reflection
We were in a car headed in the direction of the Carl Sandburg Home Historical Site in Flat Rock where the event was scheduled to take place. Crystal receives a call. I hear her conversing with someone about the event. She hangs up. “The event has been canceled” she says.
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Gun Talk
And here, 3000 miles away in the warehouse where I work, they are talking guns
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Suzy Sureck, Fiely Matias, Zap Mama, Tracie Morris
Martha Cinader speaks with Suzy Sureck, Tony Robles with Fiely Matias, spoken word by Zap Mama, Tracie Morris
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Cardboard Poem Written on a Warehouse Wall
Why not get into this box? it said, there’s enough room for you to get away, to hide I thought about it as I held a box cutter in my handsWhy not get into this box? it said, there’s enough room for you to get away, to hide I thought about it as I held…
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hypervigilant chickens
roost with a gun run from sunlight look for a fight forgot how to fly don’t want to know why pray they won’t be prey cry and wait cry and wait too late to cry and wait
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i am not you
we be free do you see what i free not be you see i what free be me
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wrong
all for naught fraught with care don’t be where you knot belong
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Overheated Heart
I see the smoke in your car for a long time, the younger one says They get ouf of the truck and tell me to pop the hood