And she bowed her head down as if to pray. Soon appeared her pencil and writing pad. The lead angrily swept across the page as tears rolled down her face as she thought of the past, those lost, and obstacles conquered. She scribbled relentlessly until her fingers ached, her hand fell limp and her burdens had been emptied onto the many pages now covered in lead stains. She writes again.....

September 22, 2011

My Grand Entrance - Ode to Langston


Ode to Langston
Well ya'll I'll be the first to say
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair
Ol' folks say if you haven't experienced a tough climb, just keep on living
I know what they mean because life for me ain't been no crystal stair
Its had splits of friendships
Death-filled cracks
And heartache filled tacks
Missing boards and a bare floor
Its been a tough climb
But I can't sit down yet
The stair isn't sturdy enough
So i'm still climbing to the top
That's where the boards are secure
That's where I can sit and rest
So if you haven't experienced a tough climb yet, you just keep on living
But use caution when climbing the stairs
Take it one step at a time
And hold on to the rail
You may get a splinter or two but you keep holding on
Don't try to rush and skip a stair
You don't want to stumble back down to the bottom
And don't be afraid to ask for help if the climb gets hard and you get scared
It takes time to reach the top of the stairs
I'm still climbing and holding on
Despite my life not being a crystal stair
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Langston Hughes is one of my favorite poets so I am paying homage to him with this poem. This poem is a modern rendition of his poem "Mother to Son" written back in 1922, but I have titled it Ode to Langston. It is a metaphoric representation of my life and things to be discussed in my blog primarily through my poems but also through regular blog entries.

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