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.
Many years ago I had a rabbit`s foot on a chain but as time passed and I thought of the luck taken to make this charm... I lost mine.
ReplyDeleteWOW... a haunting piece about the talisman... a very good read!
ReplyDeleteI think you are your own talisman more than anything else.
ReplyDeleteI remember those when I was a kid...they seemed much more powerful in my child's eye back then. Loved your take on this prompt!
ReplyDeleteYou are your own talisman, to be sure. Well done. Thanks for sharing this with OSI.
ReplyDeleteExcellent - I lost mine years ago...no wonder life finds me here. :)
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ReplyDeletewonderful pondering
oh.. umm, is that you?
ReplyDeleteYes I was captured smiling.
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