Romella Kitchens Poems
It Is All Etched In Crayola
A Poem For Pete Seeger:
It Is All Etched In Crayolas, January 28,2015
It is the coldest day, it is always the coldest
when I read Pete Seeger has died.
Cars pass outside, and men who have stayed
out all night at the local bars pass paying life dues
down slippery hills of ice never knowing their real
names or identities. I imagine his fingers fine on his banjo.
Yes, there, he had this face, this clear identity.
Black child laying on warm carpet, crayolas and paper
when I first saw him on television singing about freedom
and social change just like ...
The Boston Marathon 2013
I must tell you in life there, has
been nothing better than honey in warm
milk with consistent plain, bread warm like
unto human skin - except for peace.
We stand here all of these dark eyed,
hungry children wanting a world without
violence, our bowls on this count empty.