Winter storm willed your
Early blooms harshly to sleep
Out they pop, refreshed
Author: dshollie
Not Quite Sure
Not quite sure what tou
Will grow into but caring
For you is hopeful
Natural Colors
Natural colors exclaim
All shades pretty and welcomed
Nature made fierceness
Spring
Spring trees blooming fresh
Afro greens bursting branches
Speaking boldly joy
Those Places
Do you have those places that mean so much to you,
That you can’t even visit
You can’t even think about
Without your heart filling with
A love
So big
So grand
That it swells and wraps
It’s arms
Around you as you smile and let
That feeling take over your heart
Do you have those places?
A season of loss
A Season of loss
Punctuated by a season of loneliness
Reminds us of
all those we hold dear
Reminds us of
all those we held dear
We reach out
Pulling closer to
Those who truly matter
Let’s start a movement
Let’s start a movement
Let’s start a simple movement
Relieving the burden of proof
From those who are oppressed
Relieving the burden of proof
From those who are marginalized
Relieving the burden of proof
From cultures that have been appropriated
Let’s start a powerful movement
Relieving the burden of proof
From those who experience micro aggressions
Relieving the burden of proof
From those that experience systemic racism
Relieving the burden of proof
From those that experience discrimination and prejudice
Let’s start a movement of believing those experiences by relieving the burden of proof requirement to be heard.
DeShauna Hollie
Say it aloud
As I read through their
Names, I pause and say them out-
loud to get it right
It be like that
Sometimes sleep play hard
To get- it be like watch
sunsets and sunrises
Fireflies
Fluttering de-lights
Announcing boldly, shyly
We are here as guide
