OUR LOVE IS

Our love is an arrow shot to our heart

Our love is an arrow shot to our heart
Our love is a happy intricate part
Our love is your eye to my eye
Our love is truly no lie
Our love is lovingly mature
Our love is mutual to endure
Our love is day and night flights
Our love is heat that ignites
Our love is solid together
Our love is in this relationship forever
Our love is your sigh to my relief
Our love is shared in this belief.

©8/2020 Chelley The Poetess


THE BEAT OF A DRUM

#Black History Time, Giving respect for a vision to the rhythm that never gets old.

Bang! Bang! Bang!,
I know you thought it was a gun,
No! No! No!,
It was the beat of a drum,
We can dance to it, we can sing with it too,
We can always take a moment to meditate to it’s mystical groove.

Boom! Boom! Boom!,
I know you thought it was a bomb,
Ha! Ha! Ha!,
It was the beat of a drum,
Our ancestors created it for us to understand where we come from.

The beat of the drum was the vibration which lifted their souls,
Giving respect for a vision to the rhythm that never gets old.
The original beat was embedded from our past for the future generations to come.
As the story repeats itself, same sentiment of the drum.

The drum created for where we kept all self respect.
Held by the drum to remember our stories with intellect,
Never to neglect, always a way to reflect.
Save your bet, for through pain and sufferance,
Never breaking our spirit as of yet.

Whack! Whack! Whack!,
I know you thought it was a whip,
Never ever did you all think that the drum is what we came equipped with.
So soothing, not even a savage beast could beat,
For in this bloodline, some things you could never defeat.

Talk with God,
For the drum was created from our past, for the present and to the future.
Lord, I hope for the blind may feel or see.
For the beat of a drum is life and freedom, for people of our ancestry.
Like some of you, with the same ancestral like of me.

The drum defines the rhythm in our melanin of you and me,
From our ancestors with dignity and integrity,
Lest not ever forget where we come from, no matter the lost,
Always remember the drum does not come with a cost.
So unique, a sound, so sweet, never forget that spiritual beat.

Bam! Bam! Bam!,
I know you thought it was a bat-a-ram,
No! not this time, for it was the drum beaten for all to gather around.
Tapping into the spirit to open our ears for God’s joyful noise of sound.
In finding direction to where we would be held and or bound.

Never lost, by God, always found,
For the drumbeat is what keeps us sound.
The beat of a drum still keeps us presently around.

THE BEAT OF A DRUM
©chelleythepoetess 02/11/20

A LOVE SO RELENTLESS

They had a love so relentless.

They had a love so relentless, nothing could sway the beauty of their heaven. The love they shared was always full of nature and emotion. The palpitations of the water beating upon the border rocks of the coastline. The coastline of nature is what brought them together to each other’s heart. For they had a love so relentless.

The fog clouded the force of negativity for their love to outweigh it. Through a sweet smell of pine extracted from a tree nearby. A wispy wind of air blew inside their chests, emerging and igniting a powerful feeling of euphoria. They looked to the sky and sparks began to fly between them. For they had a love so relentless.

The clouds gave way for the sun to shine into their happy space. Their smiles began to share between them with the show of a rainbow. A sheet of rain started to fall upon their heads with a soothing and vibrant calming. They stared deeply at one another with wet faces and teeth showing. For
they had a love so relentless.

They climbed to a mountain top to look at the view. The day was pleasing to them once they got to the top of the mountain. The air became thinner so they had to breathe from each other’s breath. They relaxed and held hands the duration. The electricity surged between them now creating power. For
they had a love so relentless.

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