Poetry is the banquet of the soul. A feast of words and emotions, the rhythm and rhyme of each utterance is a ravenous bite of raw feelings.
The Fire Within
by Carolyn Jones
Awakening to the fire within, A sumptuous meal,
A cardinal sin. Shining diadems Bolts of shimmering gold.
Sipping tea with angels, letting secrets unfold.
Sprays, bouquets of flowers harmonizing with birds A garden wall of monarchs
Flashing Northern Lights, words.
Restless ice floes Under a swirl of Northern light, Peaks of snow-capped mountains
Tender dreams taking flight. Hearing wild whispers in the midnight blue dark No profound visions
No walk in the park.
Future love voices
Threaten timeless defeat.
An escape, no destination
With nectar, so sweet.
Oceans kiss shores
With horizon complete.
Echoing Nikki our joys
Take forever in flight.
Ntozake, Toni, and bell
Their words feel so right.
Making heartbeats drum faster,
With ebb and with flow.
Ancestral musings, no status, no quo
Meditation allows silence
Resounds church bell loud.
Standing firm in a crowd.
Overtake Good at its Highest domain
Make pure intentions a constant refrain.
Understanding that the more things change
No same shall remain.
"Through my tears, I found god in myself and I loved her fiercely." ~ Ntozake Shange