I don’t know whether to weep or be glad. It is the alchemy of the soul of which you write. We are firewalkers in this life. Witness the transmutation of pain into love.
Thank you for your kind comments on my site. I am glad that my words bring some peace.
In the course of creating myself in the image my father had envisioned, I present myself a seasoned man of power and strength with a penchant for wordsmithing. Although I have seen the darker side of life as an oppressed underpriviledged black man, I have also seen the beauty of the words created in a labyrinth of colorful beauty where only the enlightened may see the inner depth of the soul who has connected them. Alas I am here to bring the inner seeds of my existence and share in the joys I endeavor to project through my poetry.
Your words take me to a place where my response is in feelings, heavy feelings where no words rise.
ReplyDeleteWhoa.. powerful piece, there!
ReplyDeleteGreat work, as usual!!
Must be an overwhellming process.
ReplyDeleteIndeed, I have many levels of experiences to draw from. I am energized by the kindness of my few new readers. thank You all!
ReplyDeleteYour words flow and have such power...beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI don’t know whether to weep or be glad. It is the alchemy of the soul of which you write. We are firewalkers in this life. Witness the transmutation of pain into love.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kind comments on my site. I am glad that my words bring some peace.
Powerful and wisely worded.
ReplyDeleteGreat power and rhythm in this poem. I felt it fight with the assimilation. Thanks for responding to the prompt-- it is always good to find new poets.
ReplyDeleteVery powerful. The type of power that hammers in and stays with the reader.
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