Dorothy (Alves) Holmes Poems

Officer!
Why did you shoot Jwan McGee?
Now he lies in bed,
You walk around free.
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Well, my fine young friend,
I see you are up against
The wall.
Are you afraid?
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It lay dormant,
This rainbow inside of me...
My Laughter was mislaid
So deep within,
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She calls him jazz
Because he is the music
Her heart hears...
Like the slow rippling
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Can I tell you
What's in my heart?
Can I tell you
I've love you from the start'
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She laughs!
and laughs!
and laughs!
And cries!
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At the end of the rainbow
Is where I long to be...
With the pot of gold
I am promised to see.
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If butterflies are free
We must abolish acrylic
Boxes,
Paper weights,
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Deep inside you must know
I awake with your name on my lips.
You must know your face invades the space
Between me and all others.
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December roses,
The lingering beauty of
Spring and summer,
Still so lovely...
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