A Black Woman's Quest Poem by Almedia Knight-Oliver

A Black Woman's Quest

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My mind goes up... and goes down!
At times performing like a clown.
Trying to throw keep mortality from
weighing me down.
Mind is bending. I can't sleep, still
I lay me down to sleep drawing in
and breathing out breath as heart
raise Cain in my chest.
I've swallowed life in and spit it out
while sipping red wine until knocked out
Many times life leaves only lemon rinds
I grind and made lemonade instead of wine
My speech is done echoing truth…
My breath laboring through miles of smiles,
frowns, and through flaming fires
But I made it through!
'I am.' Peace and joy melt into my life.

Almedia Knight-Oliver

November 21,2013

Friday, November 22, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: peace
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Each day is a quest, yesterday's travel was different from today, and inspired me to write this poem today that may help tomorrow.
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