...called for me to write a poem about myself using three-word sentences.
it was April
a wild spring
birthing fearless she
southern born gal
came saw DANCED
Michael Joseph Jackson
awakened an artist
remember to feel
passions run deep
i have to
I'VE GOT TO!
write a feast
gather love round
the hungry, suffering
let's not forget
good music and
odes to others
painfully aware hope
Walt, Giovanni, Langston
lend a pen
deep, woman, child
poet, daughter, friend
just kicking, pushing
to be enlightened.
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