deep roots in a Delta cotton field

Deep black Roots in a white cotton field


Context
Yields a
Higher
return

Pupils
Hidden
Behind
Colored
glass

Pin the tail
To
the
Timeline

It's where/
What
You'll stand
for

Silence
seeks
The
commonly ordinary,
Hustling
Over that
Jagged
crest

It's
Outside
the nave
Where The
Light
Shines brightest

Do hearts
Have holes
Larger than
The roof?

Lower down
Your humanity
And
Mat your heart
to
thee frame

Rafters resist
As
Heat rises
Holly springs,
mississippi
            [ida b wells]

and the deep blue sea

I want
To be
An ocean liner

But
lonely
out at
sea

I paddle my
Oars
Endlessly

The Architecture of my wobbly words

Metaphor   metaphor
Bad   good
Simile   simile
Standard  satisfactory

Repeat

Cliche
Irony
Pun

Repeat

Play on words
Alliteration

Repeat

Adolescent phrase
Obvious remarks
Predictable

Repeat

'Write it
All Down
then
Question
All of it'

Carehealth

I went to
The best hospital
To be
treated
By the worst
Physician.      [have ya seen that episode]

Waiting wounds
Cess pools
Sterilized rooms
Why all those shades of blue,
Ash trays and triaged carry outs

Mercantile

I've already
adorned
Those monuments

And walked
Those long
Footprints

And it still feels
All
The same
?

same vendors
Hawking
The same
Counterfeit
Merchandise

Spit
Dust
Storms

And Here
we are
still
Shopping
      around

Fog and disposition

It's
That fog
Of discontent
Hovering
And
Covering
             Light

It's
The mildew
Of the
Critic
That dampens
        Everything


That soul-saving
gospel choir
beckons a
call and
Response,

I just might
fall
Into your
Melodious
Song...

Sometimes
It's only
Made
Me sadder

I've leaned
Into yellow
Despite
The
Gray

once or twice

I know
What's best

For I was
A:

Baby once
Student once
Teacher once
Newlywed once
Contributor once
Patient once
Lover once
Friend once
Learner once
Partitioner once
Rebel once
Critic once
Observer once
Commuter once
Performer once
Tamer once
Displayer once
Artist once
Comic once
Customer once
Seller once
Sinner once
Saint once
Believer twice

Sideline/headline

It springs
from those
Traditional
folklores,
Familial
narratives,
and Structural
flows

couching individuals
Into cozy          {sunburnt beach chairs}
categories,
orbits

Branding the
Herds, sizzle...

Yeah, yeah, yeah
We know:
Sociology 101

,political parties,
Religions, nationalities,
Class, race, neighborhoods
,etc

drawing
Arbitrary lines
Of demarcations

people
line up
Sign up
And follow  

Lapping it
up and
Down.        [popsicle or poodle]

Prophetic leaders
occasionally
    Come along.......

And get
Entangled in
Their scaffolding

pleading individuals
To wake up
To live
from
within*          *(tragically cliche, I know)

Live with
Gumption
Divinity
Authenticity

Usually the
opposite
Of what
strictures
From
Upper-
management
Preaches

cause 'it
Just doesn't
sell well.'         [Plastic roses]

Our fundamental impulses
Should always be
For things
And
not Against.
 [a lazy man's logic always starts: against]

But we've been
Trained to cheer
loudest
from their
overpriced
nose-bleed
sections

That collectively
fearful
Impulse
to be
against
all Things
different,
Plays into our
susceptible beings

However,
we're born
to be
awake:
Serving Servants
Genuinely

There must come a
Time when
every Person
has to wrestle
With this;
                   a Jacobs ladder

Unless.....
Slumber settles
us
into a:
                 Hiber-Nation

Not
Conscribed
But
to be
scripted           {with an I-pen}

And to
Nakedly
stand and ask:            Am I awake?

shaking
Into our
awareness
just might
be
heaven
on earth

This awareness
Breaks down
all
temple walls

Seamlessly Becoming
A
Public display of
worship

There will always be
Steely, metallic
Megaphones
That broadcast and
Snare
their messages:

of compromise
Obedience
Intolerance
Justification
Domination

But there's that spirit
A holy of holies-
That ghost
whose
Greater
mightier
Meeker
Lovelier
Gentler
Kinder
          ..........That soars above all

*written from a young adults perspective*
-stay golden.....