Majestic Shield me from harm’s ways,
always damaging my sail,
saturating my spirit in waves
leaving me to shore-up a shell
Make me lively like the sky,
kissable against the moon’s maim,
a colorful pallet that meets the eye
on a canvas painted in soft rains
-Jg
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Wolves
Ignorance points a gun,
an adolescent dies young,
taken away like a dandelion's petals
and a mother is tired of getting wind
One after the other
no longer in life with her,
drifting to a better light,
but no longer a prey for them |
Mine Deep in
like a heart submerged in trust
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Low Batteries
Pecan complexion,
lying there without a shell,
stripped of her decency,
naked
No sleep,
just old reruns
and dominoes,
but who to pick a bone with?
She honed her wits,
stayed curious,
thought about him
but changed her mind
He is blind to see love,
will be gone before morning,
a fare warning
she is not wanted afterwards
-Jg
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Rough Rider Pearlescent traveler
give me a go
and I'll be a rover
as you unpave my road.
Ride me
into an engine overload
every time I ponder
you traking me home.
Let your pipes scream,
humming into vibrations
disobeying yellow lights
slowing only to capture my moan.
Leave me tired,
marked
by your wild driving,
drifting atop my solid loam.
-Jg |
Pride like the Lion African giant,
kente kufi donned,
skin two times bronzed
silk like churned butter.
Pride like the lion,
hyena's hate,
scar's brother,
the perfection son.
Many a women flocked,
but he chose one
made her his queen
and bowed only to her.
Together
their spirits spurred intimacy
til he fertilized a seed
later naming the sprout Symba.
-Jg |
Irresistible Candle light,
moon beams
peaked through
the window shutter.
She laid naked,
zebra laced
like a safari
uncovered.
Her body buttered,
lustered the night
while she slept quietly
through the down pour.
He watched drawn,
reefer smells dwindled
under her loud fragrance
til he could bare no more.
-Jg |
Golden A young black pioneer
paved his way
like cement trucks,
solidifying his road ahead.
He worked hard no less
even when the load was light,
albight slacking off
existed as the next man's leaning.
He kept beaming,
telling himself often,
your lumens will shine
light on the world.
Unfurl your roots he said,
dig deeper without measure,
shovel your melanin
and you'll find its treasure.
-Jg |
Vital Sign I will
jeopardise my breaths
flatlining without a fight to
stay vital amongst
your love
-Jg |
Guitar Music Lay with me in the grit of jet black sand
bracing for the near storm holding my hips;
prior to wind's bellows stroking every hair strand
kissing my sleek neck before chaffed lips.
Against the thunder and lightning array,
shield me, blanketing my wide-open hinges;
and as the scene has come to a delay,
hoist me above the superficial singes.
Strum on my center, lower, and louder,
until we arouse the lightening,
and as it eventuates in power,
may we make sound music fittingly.
-Jg |