Girl don’t you know yet that you don’t never give up on love? Don’t you know you has in you the pulse of winds? The noise of dragonflies?

They’s men and mens. Some good. Some bad. Some breathing death. Some breathing life.

if i had known, ifi had known you, i would haveleft my love at home.-Haiku

To P.J. (2 yrs old who sed writea poem for me in Portland, Oregon)if i cud ever write apoem as beautiful as ulittle 2/yr/old/brotha,I wud laugh, jump, leapup and touch the starscuz u be the poem i try foreach time i pick up a pen and paper.u. and Morani and Mungube our blue/blk/stars thatwill shine on our lives andmakes us finally BE.if i cud ever write a poem as beautifulas u, little 2/yr/old/brotha,poetry wud go out of bizness.

Her humming became the only sound in the park. Her voice movedacross the bench like a mutilated child. And I cried. For myself. For thiswoman talkin’ about love. For all the women who have ever stretchedtheir bodies out anticipating civilization and finding ruins.

Help me,Sandy. Listen to my talk. Hold my hand when I git too sad. Laugh at my fearsthat keep poppin’ out on me like some childhood disease. Be my vaccine,babee. I need you. Don’t ever leave me, babee, cuz I’ll never have a love likeyou again. I’ll never have another woman again if you leave me.

No. Don't never go looking for love girl. Just wait. It'll come. Like the rain fallin' from the heaven, it'll come. Just don't never give up on love.

your face like summer lightning gets caught in my voice and i draw you up from deep rivers taste your face of a thousand names see you smile a new season hear your voice a wild sea pausing in the wind

No. Don’t never go looking for love girl. Just wait. It’ll come. Like the rain fallin’ from the heaven, it’ll come. Just don’t never give up on love.