Once
I scaled back my own skin
Silent
Forced fingers still
and died
But now every thought
blooms
And i believe
in the possibility of flight.
(c) Kiana Davis 2013
Surreal
This day has been surreal.
I feel like a part of me
walks among the dead.
And because their waters
aren’t troubled
my sadness is out of place.
Kiana Davis 2013
Voices in My head
Cryptic voices
speak of circling
and I see the mountain
but do not
want to travel it again.
Kiana Davis (c)2013
The Verdit
The ancestors weep
how far we’ve come
but our young
are still murdered
because of their skin.
Justice is blind folded again.
Kiana Davis 2013
Intuitive
Knowing something will happen
before it happens is a gift.
Waiting for it to unfold
is patience.
Kiana Davis
RIP Trayvon Martin
Holding my breath
praying for poetic justice
and peace
for the anger
that has lived
here before.
(c) Kiana Davis
Memory
#reflecting
Pictures inspire me
i am that little girl
who looked out
at the world
and wanted to mend
the broken pieces
of a community under fire.
– Kiana Davis 2013
December 4th Poem Inspired by Jay-Z
Music Heals
December 4th poem from my book of poetry Digging For Roots!
Please tell me what you think. Jay-Z’s song/rap really helped me heal.
Thank you!!
The 4th of July
The 4th
Every year on the 4th of July, I feel conflicted about Independence Day and what was going on for African Americans at the time of the signing. Many people on FaceBook were voices their opinions about the day and sharing why they celebrate the day and why they don’t. I decided to write a poem to express my feelings.
Storytelling
Hello all
This is my first post, and this is my first blog. I decided to name it Poetic Awakenings because poetry allow me to write my down all my feelings about life, culture, and religion and so on…… Poetry also keeps me awake and in the moment. I am livng my life aware of what is going on around me and what is going on with others.
Please enjoy my blog and return often!!!!
Thanks you!!!
