I remember all the poems you wrote, the book of cage bird thoughts. I remember. (I so honored we share the same hometown) I remember the ties you had with Malcolm. Straight revolutionary sista' Queen of Elders who we honored so greatly. You were---are magnificent. And still you rise, as you always have.. Peaceful journey … Continue reading Maya Angelou
The Last Crumbs of Our Time (Friday Night Poetry Corner #26
Ok, Ok, people---people.. I stumble by pure accident on this powerful poem. The flow of it grasps strongly at----heart. Check this out from the "The Seeker's Dungeon" called.. THE LAST CRUMBS OF OUR TIME Friday Night Poetry Corner #26 starting off and ending strong!! Thanks again for the support and support the "Dungeon!"
KG Bethlehem 