Romella Kitchens

Rookie - 160 Points (Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania)

Romella Kitchens Poems

1. Rojos 4/16/2013
2. Gilda 4/17/2013
3. Mr.Mack's 4/17/2013
4. The Blood Test 4/17/2013
5. The Reunion 8/5/2013
6. 'Violet Comes Off Of The Trees, ' 8/8/2013
7. Poetry Is Spiritual 10/15/2013
8. Primacy 4/22/2013
9. The Protectorate Of Dreams 4/24/2013
10. The Battle Ground Of Food 10/15/2013
11. Poetic Soles 10/17/2013
12. What Has Not Changed 10/24/2013
13. Mother Washington 10/31/2013
14. The Emotional Fix-It Kit 11/1/2013
15. No Toga Required 11/6/2013
16. How I Used 2 Write When I Wuz Young 11/6/2013
17. Transcendance 12/3/2013
18. Pace 10/17/2013
19. Probableedens 2/15/2014
20. Due To You: The Litany 3/7/2014
21. Need 3/10/2014
22. Where He Has Walked 3/13/2014
23. The Gold Sari 3/15/2014
24. La Luna Di Donne Sagge (The Moon Of Wise Women) 3/19/2014
25. 'Comments 0n Existence' 3/19/2014
26. Aka: The Brief Season 3/24/2014
27. Beautiful Are The People Of India: 1961 4/2/2014
28. Out From The Sands 4/8/2014
29. Beautiful Are The People Of India: Poem 2 4/8/2014
30. The Believers 4/15/2014
31. The Wise Man Builds Again 4/17/2014
32. A Walk In The Cemetery 4/17/2014
33. Words Upon The Death Of Maya Angelou 5/29/2014
34. The Shroud 9/18/2014
35. We Wish Light 9/19/2014
36. God's Song 9/24/2014
37. Clemency 9/26/2014
38. 'Courting' Experience 10/8/2014
39. Race Asana 10/10/2014
40. The Allen Chronicles 10/21/2014
Best Poem of Romella Kitchens

It Is All Etched In Crayola

A Poem For Pete Seeger:
It Is All Etched In Crayolas, January 28,2015

It is the coldest day, it is always the coldest
when I read Pete Seeger has died.
Cars pass outside, and men who have stayed
out all night at the local bars pass paying life dues
down slippery hills of ice never knowing their real
names or identities. I imagine his fingers fine on his banjo.
Yes, there, he had this face, this clear identity.
Black child laying on warm carpet, crayolas and paper
when I first saw him on television singing about freedom
and social change just like ...

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Gilda

A White parakeet with a pink bill, she
was all things feminine...
The birder's books said she should live
for approximately six months...
But, she sang through my love and devoted
care of her for ten years.
Her pink throat, her morning song to a God
of Sunlight.
She would weep when I left the house.

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