the leaves on the trees are turning
they're suppose to do just that
colors from green, yellow to amber and
sometimes even red fall in fall and call on
the long awaited rake
another season has now passed and there's no distance between the rake and the shovel, but seemingly a lot of bull when it's time to labor in the yard...do we wait and pray for the neighborhood kid whose been a no show for the past 2 years or do we just do the work
time is winding down and still no kid....it's true ... these are 21st century kids..they don't knock door to door...they hire the previous generation and squeeze the top money off
twenty, thirty dollars, who are you fooling...if you need to take a bill out like that then we'll hope and pray it's a real bill ....so please don't forget the check, the stamp and the mailman so he can take the bill out the box so it will be paid on time
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
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
Edwin