I wrote the following peace in 2007 while my high school students watched a Civil Rights film. It is a celebration of a woman whose aura woos me.
a poem for YK (because there’s something about her aura)
I wrote “If Jesus Were A Smoker, He’d Be My Daddy” after a conversation I was having with a former partner wherein I described to her my father’s smoking a Kool. She and I were smoking Djarm Black, and as I pulled the smoke and released it through my nose, I thought of him.
If Jesus Were A Smoker, He’d Be My Daddy
Water is inspiring, as it always is. I wrote this peace in 2011, obviously while visiting Niagara Falls.
Awww. That was so sweet (If Jesus were a smoker….) ! I can tell you love him very much. I thought that I was a poet earlier today but, here I am reading your beautiful writing and I realize I am not. Lol indeed it is only motivation but , nevertheless I am not a poet. I would love to pick your brain, your thoughts are intricate and unique .