Liberated Muse poets create Community Poem #2 (from top left: Jimmy DiLorenzo, Zaccai Free, Khadijah Ali-Coleman and Chenyelu Bomani) |
This past Wednesday, WAMU reporter Jessica Palombo interviewed me to talk about the LiberatedMuse.com network and about arts in the DC metro area. Thank you to the few of you who responded to my call for those to come and speak to Jessica about what LiberatedMuse.com meant to you. Special thanks to Colie Williams for coming out the day of the interview. Jessica will be including music from Colie's new album in our pre-recorded radio interview. Stay tuned for the link to the interview and air date.
Colie made mention of having a ball participating in our first community poem that we created last week. Decided to do another this past week and the beautiful poem "Reflection" was created. Liberated Muse poets Chenyelu Bomani, Zaccai Free, and Jimmy DiLorenzo added verses to my inital lines and voila. Check it out.
Reflection
Blooming petals of intellect tear away to betray the heart
Unprotected, pulsating, it pumps crazily with liquid fear"
Knowing it must reveal
How the shadows had formed
Reflecting only non verbal gesticulations
Of sacred volumes in that isolated space
Unbridled tomes
That occupy same time, same place
Illumination reveals the now open gate
searing epitaph, life
screams remember me
eternity yawns
But fear is revealed as a hoax when exposed by the lightIts chains are broken and calm rests upon the knowing
Where tranquility rode in the flood
Wave upon wave
Until only ripples made rhymes,
Immortal is the reflection,
Not found in mirrors.
by Liberated Muse poets Chenyelu Bomani, Zaccai Free, Jimmy DiLorenzo & Khadijah Ali-Coleman
© 2011
Sacred Outpouring
On hills overlooking battle,
eyes forsee a vision unseen before
Combined whispered spells;
Wedded to a mystic song,
Being sung by old and young.
"Freedom isn't free," he said to me
"Are you ready for the battle that your dream will require?
You will be lifted high and sadness will consume you.
Is Freedom worth the sacrifice that your soul longs for?"
I watched a quilt of unity blanket those present
As voices merged, patterns of love infinite sprung forth.
"I am ready," I said.
Why should I sacrifice for my GOD given right, Freedom?
"Give me liberty or give me death."
No! I say, give me liberty or you die!
Don't just stand upon life's edge,
Immerse, immerse from toe to head.
Winter's snow brings heavy loads
Stripping the greenest of trees,
Sunbeams mark the seasons decreed...
Through walls of granite, carve Freedom's road.
Spirit voices on high swallowing eardrums,
Whispering choral harmonies into souls' hiding places:
"Know thyself,
Learn love,
Bring perfect peace,
Redefine freedom,
Your birthright... Reclaim it!
First nature...
Before ancestors' conception,
Older than the beginning.
begun of old
beaten and broken into a freedom song
cried out at times when there was nothing but wrong
and hope stood silently in the shadows
but in standing
turned my song
into a yowl
a sacred outpouring of sound
released