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Tamika Stubblefield

Drunk with desire
Passion, unable to quench
A sweet hangover

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Cinquain #2

Running
From destiny
I trip over my fear
Landing in the pocket of Faith
Safe-ly

10/30/02

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Midnight Blues

Sometime after midnight
Lonely lurked in my doorway
dressed in a hue of blue

He rat-ta-tat-tattered on my window
and when I did not answer,
wafted through my openings
with the wind

Lonely slithered silently up my stairs
gathering splinters of heartache along the way
He passed by rooms where memories of love lay dormant
unattended to and forgotten

Lonely came straight to the place where
rejection sulks in dusty corners
and joy is immersed in a well of my tears
gasping for breathe,
Life

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Poetry Undefined

Poetry is a great many things
to each poet you see,
Poetry even has various meanings
as to what it is to me

Overall,

Poetry is the means
By which my heart communicates,
My mind finds the words
For these feelings and translates

Sometimes,

Poetry is my lover
My fantasies he fulfills
Beckoning me to crisp, white sheets
where my blacks and blues I spill

Or,

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I Like Being Brown

I like being brown
Caramel with red undertones
I love my thick lips and wide nose
I can create kinky masterpieces from my locks
And yes my round hips can be seen for blocks and blocks

These things are part of my culture you see-traits, characteristics
Yet they don't define me
They don't tell you that I don't like to fly
And am sometimes afraid of the dark
You can't tell by them that on Saturdays
I take my son to the park
My intelligence cannot be seen in the color of my skin
The thickness of my lips does not tell you what kind of person I am
You may assume from my kinky locks that I am a certain 'type'
But only by knowing my heart, can your predictions be right

See whether you are red or tan, white, yellow or brown
With curly or straight hair, eyes slanted or round
Be proud to show love for your culture and your heritage

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