Tamika Stubblefield

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Poetry is a great many things
to each poet you see,
Poetry even has various meanings
as to what it is to me
...

Women with words
Work wonders with
Amazing anecdotes and
Analogies,
...

I like being brown
Caramel with red undertones
I love my thick lips and wide nose
I can create kinky masterpieces from my locks
...

In my single parent 'hood.'
Black mothers rise before dawn
Kitchen lights blink on
Maybe a minute or two
...

I reach for you
Hoping that this is a dream
And you will return
From the garden, a rose
...

Time
For me
is an illusion.
Existing only for the mind,
...

brotha’s be trippin’ sometimes
approachin’ sista’s with those lines:
“hey baby! ”
“how you doin’? ”
...

Your style
Is so profound
Without even making a sound
Your presence
...

Sometime after midnight
Lonely lurked in my doorway
dressed in a hue of blue
...

13.

Thunder jolts me awake
5am
Blurry vision clears to reveal
Monday
...

Will you
Fantasize about me
Tonight?
The thickness
...

I catch a glimpse
Of you
Through the trees
Your radiance-
...

Someone
Please save me from
Myself cause I can not
Stop being afraid of these words
...

Running
From destiny
I trip over my fear
Landing in the pocket of Faith
...

Alas
I must accept
Loves light has dimmed on us
Like the setting of the sun we
...

Alas
I must accept
Loves light has dimmed on us
And like the tide from the shore we
...

Last night
I wrote a letter to my lover
Swimming with silky sorrys
of my wrong-doings-
...

Tamika Stubblefield Biography

Baby of the Family The youngest of five I was born alive and ready The year was seventy-three Mom bore four before me But I was my daddy's first Grew up a Black Panther child Free and running wild My mom would smirk That's girl's a Bird And so I was named Never knew the difference between Dark skinned or light We was all black And that was what was right Education would be my ghetto pass Momma proved that Dragging me to class On her back Yeah times was hard But I never knew How hard Cause I didn't lack Anything Sugar water substituted kool-aid Out of bread and honey, doughnuts were made Tuna fish was like steak to me Who said we was poor? I had it good! My childhood memories Are full of fun times Halloween and Christmas parties Bruce Lee Movies only a dime? Saturday morning cartoons Playing Barbie in my room House full of love, laughs And Family)

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Poetry Undefined

Poetry is a great many things
to each poet you see,
Poetry even has various meanings
as to what it is to me

Overall,

Poetry is the means
By which my heart communicates,
My mind finds the words
For these feelings and translates

Sometimes,

Poetry is my lover
My fantasies he fulfills
Beckoning me to crisp, white sheets
where my blacks and blues I spill

Or,

Poetry comes as a mysterious moon
appearing softly in the night,
age old secrets of the universe
he reveals to me with his light

See,

Poetry is my spirit
the connection to the Divine,
It lets me see what I am to be,
let’s me soar when I feel confined

So,

Don’t try too hard to define
What poetry really is
Just know that what you get from a poem
Is all a poet had to give

11.25.02

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