not another sad black girl song
rising, ain’t shining,
like a blistery yellow-gold sun,
but glowing cool
like a silvery moon.
ain’t flying by the seat
of no worn-out polyester pants,
but struttin’ strong in jeans
fittin’ like a deep blue glove.
ain’t draggin’ round the same
ole’ travel-weary path.
forkin’ right this time,
steppin’ briskly toward
ain’t-never-done-this-
before.
ain’t singing no sad black girl
ain’t got no man,
ain’t got no money blues
but shouting alleluia!
glad to be alive.
©Cheri Paris Edwards 2007
Read in Alehouse Journal 2009!
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rising, ain’t shining,
like a blistery yellow-gold sun,
but glowing cool
like a silvery moon.
ain’t flying by the seat
of no worn-out polyester pants,
but struttin’ strong in jeans
fittin’ like a deep blue glove.
ain’t draggin’ round the same
ole’ travel-weary path.
forkin’ right this time,
steppin’ briskly toward
ain’t-never-done-this-
before.
ain’t singing no sad black girl
ain’t got no man,
ain’t got no money blues
but shouting alleluia!
glad to be alive.
©Cheri Paris Edwards 2007
Read in Alehouse Journal 2009!
Check out other great poetry and then purchase a copy!
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4 comments:
Cheri, thanks for the poem.
I tend to be a fellow that spends too much time thinking about the gloomy things in the world.
Your poem is a good reminder that there are other songs beside the sad ones.
Thanks for the comments John!
All I have to do to find some joy is remember the times I couldn't get out and about. For me it makes having the ability to communicate any of our thoughts a cause for celebration...
Cheri
Thank you, I really like the poem. I look forward to reading more.
Thank YOU syinly - No one can take our joy, if we don't allow them to..;-) Cheri