i found my smile again

A while ago,

Someone took it:

My  smile.  

It took forever to get it initially

And someone took it

Took possession of it

As if it didn’t belong to anyone.

But it was mine.

It wasn’t let out for someone to snatch.

It was mine.

Inside me.

locked up.

My name was on it

 like a tattoo

It was given to me.

but I let someone have the key

someone I thought

could be trusted

and now they’re gone

and so is my smile.

Now someone is walking around with it as if it’s theirs.

Frantically,

 I looked for it

And when the search proved futile

I gave up.

But I found a new one!

This new one,

It was in someone’s pocket, 

In the appearance of something else

--Of someone else.

disassembled

in little pieces

(t

                                                           hank

                     you

for taking the time

To help me put the pieces together                    )

No one’s getting the key this time. 

--alexgeorge

Dwele says 'Watch me'

in honor of April being National Poetry month

(i will post poetry
either
of my own
or
written by others,
based
on the African American
                   experience )


I have to thank miss rintelmann, my very first speech pathologist, when i was 6. I had a really bad stuttering problem from childhood through the summer before college when it was finally alleviated. in addition to teaching me how to speak, miss rintelmann wanted me to do things that relaxed me. I told her that I liked to read. she introduced me to the poetry of langston hughes and e.e cummings. i took to their poetry like a fish to water and have been in love with poetry ever since.

on today

in 1984,  Marvin Gaye dies in his parents Los Angeles home. Marvin attacked his father for verbally abusing his mother. His father responded by shooting his son to death. Since his death, the power and reach of Marvin’s music has increased.
--courtesy, blackfacts.com

Now that love's taken over