It's night and I'm here all alone
The tinkle of the rain has come
Minutes fill with pitter pat
Tin on tin it splitter splats
Rain can get you all fired up
Can keep your passions purpled up
Can make your plummage colors stand
Thoughts regale and end up grand
Stormy nights when light displays
The passion play out on the bay
Crisscrossing lanes of flashing rotors
Clinging thoughts with droning motors
Alone they fondle all my dreams
Rain so purple with passions sting.
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
(Self-published. Please contact author directly to order.)
Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into
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