space
The next time
Someone says
Give me space
You’re in my space
I need space
Just remind
That person
Of the time
We were forced to
Be alone
in our own space
To be
In isolation
From everyone
And everything
That makes your everyday
feel normal
And if they
Insist upon
Being apart
Tell them
You know how to
Social distance
With the
Best of them
Dueces
©ivywriter
March Madness
They might as well have said
that March was canceled
Because that’s what I heard
When they announced
There would be no basketball
No basketball
Those were the words that echoed through the college campuses, the dorm rooms, the high school gyms, living rooms, and sports bars
around the world.
So no sweet sixteen
No final four
no watch parties
Or wagers being placed on
Your favorite teams
March always comes in like a lion
But this time
It came in
Like a giant rhinoceros
With social distancing
And excess hand washing
This virus
This 100 year plague
Has turned our every day lives
Upside down
And forced us all
into a new world order
A new world
Where sports is
No longer king
No longer a priority
And no longer important
And I don’t even
Like basketball
Really not many sports
To begin with
But I’m very much
A fan of tradition
And giving kids
A chance
At a last hurrah
A final dance
A final prom
If you will
But no basketball in March
Is like
Telling everyone
With a birthday in the month
That they were never born
Its as if all the scores,
All the stats, all the records broken
Never existed
When you tell us
There will be no
March Madness
So in an effort to branch out and share more of my poetry, I have started posting on the SoundCloud platform. With that said, here is my first “track” (sounds real professional right?) It’s a Valentine’s Day poem I previously shared, just wanted to test it out. Have a listen.
Check out march thirty one poetry on #SoundCloud
https://soundcloud.com/marchthirtyonepoetry
Here’s a poem I wrote #valentinesday 2013. I’ve been behind on posting and sharing poetry this week so I thought I’d repost this one. #LOVEday #Relationships #Dating #haiku #poetry #instagrampoetry #communityofwriters
Listen to the most recent episode of my podcast: 29 days of poetry. bootstraps and privilege. https://anchor.fm/marchthirtyonepoetry/episodes/29-days-of-poetry–bootstraps-and-privilege-eajckk
Driving, walking, talking, shopping, buying coffee, texting, studying, reading, standing in my yard, listening, laughing, minding my own business. While black.
#eatsleepbreathepoetry
#theblackpoems
Privilege.
It’s easy to tell someone else to pull themselves up by their bootstraps when you yourself, have inherited your boots
#eatsleepbreathepoetry
#marchthirtyonepoetry
Today, February 1st,kicks off my annual poetry writing/reading challenge as well as Black History Month. Here’s my latest podcast reading of two Haiku I wrote in February 2013.
Poem Today we learned of the passing of the great beautiful literary legend, #ToniMorrison, I wrote this poem today, in her memory. RIP. #poetry #communityofwriters #writing
Thank you for reading and supporting march thirty one poetry.
Before the day is over… A #Juneteenth poem.
the last to know.
Imagine being free,
and you didn’t know,
Imagine a new life waiting,
and you can’t live it,
Imagine the chains released from your body
but not from your mind,
and Imagine not knowing that you can walk away,
but your feet can’t take the steps…
the end…
we still have a ways to go and work to do
#marchthirtyonepoetry #theblackpoems
#poetry
#writingwednesday #eatsleepbreathepoetry
#originalpoetry
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