I'm a Growing Woman

PAD Challenge Day 21: Two-for- Tuesday: Write a high and/or low poem. 34,000 ft Altitude  up & more up & away overnight over deep blue seas my heart got Afrobeats come listen to Motherland speak can't you hear her calling me another long lost black star  back to the Door of No Return  6ft Below  Funny we plant the  people we love and grief grows Sporadically 💜D'ElegantOne 

PAD Challenge Day 20: Write a "No blank" poem. No Really Means No No. One small word. Two little letters  One consonant...one vowel Big versatility but simple to echo & far from being a short   meaning for  Not Sure, Maybe,  Try Again,  Think About It in the absence of  what you want present. So,  the next time,   he , she or they say: No to unwanted advances  because no means no ; No to dope because  it comes with no hope; No H8 because  love is love; & its getting closer  to losing its way; No MORE   because we had  enough... seen enough  murder-suicides &  domestic violence; Vote NO  to the pyramid schemes  & power grabs from congressional map flipping; Vote NO again  to save the Acts   from the hands  of those acting,  faking like they care; Say No King because  only Jesus is a real King! Say no   because  it really means ...

PAD Challenge Day 19: Write a family poem. 1st Cousins   Growing up in the 90s,  my first cousins were  my first companions.  My first best friends  before we learned how  to pronounce and spell F-R-I-E-N-D.  We shared more  than flesh and blood.  We shared quality time- known today as nostalgic  memories of us being two  then more peas in a pod. We were more jolly than  the Jolly Ranchers and  sweeter than the Cracker Jack from the hands of our  grandma's at sleepovers  where we were fed  food from the soul,  danced the Electic Slide  and did the Tootsie Roll. Every summer,  we dreamed out loud together  over grape, green apple, orange  and cherry freeze pops  and Lemonheads. Far from Warheads and Airheads,  only Nintendo, Easter egg hunts  and Trick-or- treating made  us short-term frienemies.    At our own  private pool parties  or beach tr...

PAD Challenge Day 18: Write a reconsideration poem. 2nd Thoughts  💭💬 on the other hand  it was love their mind/body/soul needed quality time they'll recall back in time  when words of affirmations matched the acts of  services & the best gifts from YOU & I were  presence, trust, & empathy in periods of tough times when  limited edition of earthly angels like US  genuinely showed up to touch a heart like never before  💜D'ElegantOne 

PAD Challenge Day 17: Write an ambiguity poem. in a sHaDoW of a doubt with good intentions  i came here to be the best that i could become i thought you could see  the passion persistence & potential painted on me when my neon spirit  showed up & showed up again  because i heard  through the grapevine  that people living in the true colors  of their souls in human artistry  could offer & receive  aqua & light  in evolutional artistic spaces  like this  to unpretentiously  glow & grow  become fine art  without playing a sinister role in politics reducing queendom to a pawnship or flaunt puppetry & petty at the crossroads of tit for tat cause in the acts of these actions  a mass mystery of misunderstandings lies  until next time we meet again &  make ourselves less opague  & more clear 💜D'ElegantOne 

PAD Challenge Day 16: Write a new poem. New Greens From black land to black hands, guess what? I got new greens! They are southern, broad and beautiful like me. Good ole country d ark, hearty, loose leafy greens; Stem strong, thick and luscious as me; Ready to be soaked, washed, rinsed, Stacked, rolled, then cut up in between. Oh, I even got a new stockpot, a little smoke turkey and some seasonings. Mmm Mmm, Sniff...sniff I can smell n' taste them now Oh, with a little pot liquor, kissing cornbread then me. Mmmm Mmmm- collards so good, I'll probably praise dance then shout and scream! 💜D'ElegantOne