Poem Collection by Angela Brown

[Poem Collection by Angela Brown]

VEGAS BIKES – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

Imagine how we sported our bikes down Lance Street

With polished spokes as wheels spinned

As the chrome stood out balanced in the wind

Imagine the decor of red and white ribbons pom poms

That decorated the handle bars

The plastic horn that beeped pedestrian warnings

That you have arrived

Imagine the sounds of a handmade engine wheel by

Sung from the tongue of a card

Pinned from a clothes pin to the spoke

Humming, humming, humming

Imagine your wheel rider was bold red

Proclaiming your mark to the streets

That every fan acknowledged

As you performed tricks

On wheel and no hands

Gaping over the side walk

In and out speeding through traffic

As you proclaimed your glory

In your hand made car, your bike

It and I a young road scavenger

He and I bicycles low riders

 

I Dream Like That – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

I be like that. I

Think like that. I

See like that. I

Hope like that. I

Dream. I

Speak like that. I

Pray like that. I

Believe like that. I

act like that. I

Dream. I

Do like that. I

Be like that. I

Am like that. I’m

Free like that. I’m

Free like that. I’m

Free like that. I

Dream…

 

Color – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

If a color pertains to a hue
How depth of the hue pertains to light
While a mixture of hues define a contour
How much contour is needed to define beauty
If I were black, brown, yellow, white or purple
It would make solid black however you define it
The beauty in is if opal is in fashion
Black goes along with everything.

 

Reunited – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

The etching of a Caterpillar steps

Paint images of the patience it took teach grace

The autistic of spindling of a spider’s web

Resends a creation of motivation of inspired concepts

The beauty of the sun settling beneath the sea

And of night parching the end of day

Enchants memories emulating peace

The gift to breathe life, there is love

The agility to smile, there is love

The spirit of hope, there is love

 

Don’t Ask – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

A haze and a junkie
Jiving high
Living on the street
Inhaling a lie addiction
Saving for a raining day
To get my stuff together
A reefer over college
A choice jiving high
A cigarette stick and a pregnancy
Hustling pool on welfare
Meet you at one
Meet you at three
One day immoral embarrassing
A smile be your umbrella
Don’t ask
The games we choose to play

 

Eyes of a Child – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

White orchards hallowing
in the wind
Bopping heads bounce
in laughter
Prayers of serenity dance
in harmonic prayer

 

To Dream to be an American – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

I am an African American
and a composite of many dreams
I am a patriot of God’s faith
and an antedate of a black reverie

I am an American
Born and reared
from different attributes of people
who have each bled or shed a tear

From the battlefields
to the highest court
from the past until now
have stood like true patriots
with hope a new hope for all humanity to be found?

I am a true American
though how difficult it must seem
But I am one true African American
who dares to dream

 

Super Women – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

Broken hearted female
Lost in addiction
A corner whore
To support an infliction
A single mom
Trying to make ends meet
On welfare selling her body
Just to afford nicer things
Cause child support is never enough
To raise a family
Father is in prison
The father lay dead in the street
From dealing a cocaine habit
Passing aids from jail lover
A grandmother in church
Cries out to God

 

Rage – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

State of mind
Contrary to what is said
a delusional hatred
to be mistaken for love
Voices. Voices that welcome madness
Immoral words that imitate denial and bigotry
Words used to break you down
Rob you, make you a criminal of self-thought
was that what I thought you said?
A blind man relies on touch
A sane man on logic
Delusional voices, that make me mad
That make me sad, That make me want to fight back
To defend my youth, defend my cultural heritage
Where prejudice has no warrant
Spoken words, only justifies reasons to be misunderstood
I will not be judged or profiled or prejudged by fault only credibility
For I too am America

 

Lesbian Self Love – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

I discovered my lover self
My soul mate that met me sexually
A self-touch explored my body
With warm caress in pleasures unspeakable
I discovered my lover myself
Desirable fantasies from a male lover
A female self-lover
Who showed me how to love myself more
In their memory
A self-lover
Wanting to feel what I could only desire
I discovered my lover myself
My inner self desiring to love oneself
A lesbian
A self-One Love

 

Playing Basketball – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

I like to dribble

Making the ball spin,

Up and down the court,

I’m in for the win.

 

Right guard vault

Twist and turn offence

Defensively in opposition

Every team player’s defense.

 

Got momentum

Got a way to score

Out for that extra point

Its game four.

 

The game is in opposition

Dysfunctional moves

The product of geometry

Puts the game in move.

 

Across the court

Getting into action

An active team

Watch your reaction.

 

Repasts – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

The powerful are justified

The weak are humbled

The poor have wisdom

The lonely consumed in wealth

The sad are convicted

The insane are frightened

The mad are victims

The worrisome are impulsive

Society is dysfunctional

 

An Eagle – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

A whisk of wind whips

Soaring, gliding, wings sailing

Trailing over the horizon

Looking down on its prey

Keen eyes on looking onward

Wings a brisk selling downward

Towards the bottomless pit

Savoring the vegetation

It devoured a slimy, icky worm.

 

Temperament – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

Words you choose to say

Deception in disguise

Yet you fail to understand

Saddened by untrue lies

You have mistaken me for someone else

I felt you should have gotten to know,

Who and what I truly represent.

If you took the time to know me

Then you would see

That I am a child of God

Yes, it is really me

And what I perceive to be.

 

Storm – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

A Hugh of dark mist

Channels clouds into clusters

High above the heavens

God’s hands clap

To justify reason

A beam of light strikes

Unto earths suffice

Pellets of humid dew dance

Hurdling unto earth’s crust

As God is its witness

The death toll has no mercy

 

Within Time – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

It was the best of times; it was the worst of times,

It was the age of wisdom; it was the age of foolishness,

It was the epoch of belief; it was the epoch of incredulity,

It was the season of Light; it was the season of Darkness,

It was the spring of hope; it was the winter of despair,

We had everything before us; we had nothing before us,

We were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct

The other way–in short, the period was so far like the present

Period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its

Being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree

Of comparison only.

 

End of Day – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

The winter evening settles down

With smell of steaks in passageways.

Six o’clock.

The burnt-out ends of smoky days.

And now a gusty shower wraps

The grimy scraps

Of withered leaves about your feet

And newspapers from vacant lots;

The showers beat

On broken blinds and chimney-pots,

And at the corner of the street

A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.

And then the lighting of the lamps.

 

Best of All – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

Who is the fairest of thy all?

For all thy beauty i am not worthy

Let our love be true the test of times

For what left to all are we left to prove?

Exons desire passion trove

Virtue is in prism for goodness show

To defeat all reason love to grow

Gaze deep inside my heart

To see the sunshine over the bank

Natures call to fertility

As the planets move i dare not say

How fair love be fair game

All serenity will justify time

 

Marriage – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

Let not our marriage fold

To admit virtue is a bond to mold

The fabrication of deceit and lies

Will not defeat purpose and all reason

Unity is our foundation

Through the just of times

To overcome the fear of doom

Let temperament be our canvass to longevity

To bear reason to gender fault

For love is a pendulum testing time

 

Until the End – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

Love will never end

I would make your dreams become true

Only if you would want me to

If your dream were to travel

I would sail around the world

To the depth of the ocean

We would enjoy the ride

If your dream were to fight for life

I would challenge death

To console your soul with prayer

To do what is right

If your dream were to be rich

I would empower your self esteem

And be an anchor to your dream

If your dream were to be a soldier

I would be your Sargent at arms

Protecting you from your enemy

Guiding you from harm

If you dream were to find fame

I would attract popularity

With gainful employment

With fame and popularity the same

If your dream were to find peace

I would give you my soul

We would be in this together

Through rich or through poor

If your dream were to find charity

I would give you my heart

Or love would be forever

From sickness and health do we part?

If I could answer your prayer

I would give you my faith

Through all hope

Love will give or take

If man can dream

I would be your counterpart

To love, to hold, to Cherish

Forever love, forever love, forever love

 

On Gambling – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

I spent the day whooping a dime away

I sipped on jinn and juice boozing my life away

I bargained in debt suicidal thoughts

As I spent every quota on a dollar afterthought

I wondered the casino had a quarter to spare

When betting commission with my family life to spare

I hoped that much energy it took to roll the dice

Would make me a millionaire for half the price

A fallacy that took all I had

For all that’s worth, my bad

 

Believe in God Always – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

I asked for Strength………
And God gave me Difficulties to make me strong.

I asked for Wisdom………
And God gave me Problems to solve.

I asked for Prosperity………
And God gave me Brain and Brawn to work.

I asked for Courage………
And God gave me Danger to overcome.

I asked for Love………
And God gave me troubled people to help.

I asked for Favors………
And God gave me Opportunities.

I received nothing I wanted……..
I received everything I needed!

 

African Dance – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

Fling my arms

Wiggle my feet

Body movement

To the African drum beet

 

Bounce my head

Tap my feet

Snap my figures

To a passionate beat

 

Fondle that guitar

Peddle that piano

Blowing that horn

To the bee, bop rhythm

Of the harmonic drum

 

Eight Ball – Poem Collection by Angela Brown

High on the corner

Sipped 8 ball juice

Got me reminiscent

Of all the women I seduced

High on hog dreary blues

Talking all that jive

Sipped 8 ball juice

Got me thinking out loud

Oh my troubled mind

Got me praying

Got me drinking

The blues away

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