Biography of Traquita Thomas
Struggling, starving poet. I have a book of poetry Soul Musings that I'd like to publish. I absolutely love the written word. Poetry in particular. I'm currently an Office Assistant with the State of North Carolina but one day I know I'll be able to focus entirely on writing.
Blessings to all!
Traquita Thomas Poems
The Measure Of A Man
What is the measure of a man? Is it strength? Intelligence? Or fearlessness?
In The Time Of Obama
Small eager faces gathered around A shriveled tiny woman in a cozy arm chair The bedtime ritual of spoken word comfort Envelopes rapt cherubim
My heart stone Beating now through light I forgive you for the lost stones Western Boulevard was brutal
I remember the night you were born. Cleaned up and swaddled in a soft pink cocoon. Holding you close, sweet newness emanated from your forehead Dreams of tea parties, shopping trips and girl bondings
There are times when words fail, When discord and wrath prevail. How I long to be a vessel of peace, To commit to action Biblical teachings.
Words come tumbling from super slick mouths, Dripping over unsuspecting victims like fresh squeezed juice. Designed to quench parched ears that long for sips from the glass full of wet, kind words.
If I could go back To where you found me Before the eggshells Before the drama
If I could go back
To where you found me
Before the eggshells
Before the drama
Before the pain
Before the realization
That blending only works with cake batter
I would stay just where I was
In a place where my problems