waiting for my hook up
lots of facts and news/time is filled with NPR/where’s my internet?
waiting for my hook up
lots of facts and news/time is filled with NPR/where’s my internet?
Filed under haiku, life, poetry, the 30 & over project
the 30 & over project: On Turning 39
aging
is somewhat of an art form
you have to do it gracefully
or people will know
that you tried to cover up those grays
with a store bought box of Clairol
or that your bones have begun to ache
whenever you attempt to strut your stuff
as if you were 20 again
just like that scene in Waiting To Exhale
with that fine Mr. Gregory Hines, may he rest in peace
and you know what they say
that black don’t crack
it’s true…
for most women with a darker hue
skin smooth like butta
hair curly like nature
age don’t mean a thing
if you still got that swing
And, no, I’m not the kinda woman who fibs about
how old she is
my theory is
don’t fake it
just make it work for you
wear it like a glove
wear it on your body like
that pair of yoga pants you’ve grown so accustomed to
and don’t let age beat you down
as if there is some unwritten manual
on how to get old
and not enjoy the youth you still have left in you
39 is not so bad
Nah, I’m just riding the train to 40
then I can say
Hallelujah! I made it
because so many others
will not have gotten the chance to,
how much I love aging
how much I embrace it
cause I’m still kinda cute
and I’m still kinda fly
And I still write poetry
like I’m back in undergrad
chillin on campus
with my peeps
yup, at this age
everything is all good
peace
thank you for reading march thirty one poetry
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Filed under life, national poetry month, poetry, the 30 & over project
haiku for the working girl
gotta go to work
wish I could stay home and play
homage to Jill Scott
thank you for reading march thirty one poetry
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Filed under haiku, life, the 30 & over project