Biography of derrick foster
Born in the South
raised in the Midwest
settled in the East
found peace within
Prosperity among the rest
When does one make their mark?
Has it been made already?
These things do unfold
as we locate our souls
The road map life with
each passing strife.
a block to stumble.
a home to live in
on streets we walk
in speech we talk
look forward, reach back
over actions past
lessons to learn
subjects too teach
Wisdom imparts, experiences reach
the mind and heart
know the journey
to spark the moments when.
It is not over yet
still much more to whet
for roads unexplored late
Our spirits do await.
derrick foster Poems
I have seen beauty In the eyes of my friend,
What Bliss the sun How radiant the sun Overflowing with flair the sun Shining from inside the sun
With Joy On My Mind
With Joy on my mind, how can words encompass one so full of life: Great story-teller, spontaneous, world traveler, inspiring, lexicon of Fun-formation, Humorous, intelligent, hospitable, loving, sophisticated, admirable, fearless in the face of adventure, amazing or just Joy.
Ninth Floor Crazy
There is crazy in these walls The ghosts of crazy past Will dance tonight on the ninth floor It sounds absurd
Comedy Of Horror
What makes horror laugh? What scares the life out of comedy? Blood curdling amusement
Because I Used To Be
were you there for the march for the rally for the pause
I reach out by sight To pull the sky to me I gaze far into the distance Willing destination
Broad Boy Souffle
A helping of helpfulness yard of intellect S mattering of self -awareness countless creativity Tons of strength lots of hugs 6'2 height a sense of humor
When Candy Canes Crack
sharp and abrupt suddenly snapped red, white, crumbly fragile yet slack
Best Friend Shift
The best friend shift > It is your turn to play this role. > You be the rock of Gibraltar > A shoulder to lean on
Skim the surface All you get is murky water Disguised as glamorous, fabulous and gorgeous (Its only skin deep and the words are too expensive)
Beauty Deep Within
There’s a beauty coming from within The deeper the soul search The more beautiful Soaring sweeping touching
I read my favorite book as the train flies high above where she was lain(in Death) on the river now frozen near the area known as DUMBO down deep below somewhere under the water she remains(in ash)
Don'T Get Sucked In
Their voices are like quick sand (don’t get sucked)
They try to pull us in with incessant complaining
We refuse to be dragged into the mire
Their stares are like cement (don’t get sucked in)
They try to bind us with accusations unfairly
We struggle against the forces that bog us down
Their opinions are like arrows (don’t get shot down)