It is finally the month of Love and most importantly the month where my people are celebrated for the impact they’ve made. Black History Month! To start of the month I decided quote my favorite poems. One love poem and one poem written by my favorite African American Poet/Writer.
At the end of this month, maybe in the middle, it depends, I will be posting a poem. I’m not great at writing poems, but this month I would like to work on it. It may not be as good as the poems I am about to quote, but every writer has a bad first draft.
By: Lang Leav
There is a love I reminisce, like a seed, I’ve never sown. Of lips that I am yet to kiss, and eyes not met my own. Hands that wrap around my wrists, and arms, that feel like home. I wonder how it is I miss these things I’ve never known.
If I am reading this correctly, I love this poem because it describes me, well I think it does. I have never had a boyfriend, meaning I have also never had my first kiss. Yes, I know, almost 20 and I have “yet to kiss” anyone. We exist! Being single as long as I have and enjoying romance novels and movies, there will be times I dream of wanting to hold hands with someone or being IN love. Thinking about these things makes me yearn for the love Belle had with Beast or Georgie had with Travis Ford. I reminisce these things, in a sense, this poem explains it well.
This next poem was written by the great Maya Angelou, I am only doing a piece of it, the part that hits home for me.
Still I Rise
By: Maya Angelou
“Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops? Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you? Don’t you take it awful hard ‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines Diggin’ in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise.”