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Brown Girl in a blue dress

posted on Sunday September 11, 2011 | in Crik Crak,Tuning in to Josephine | 15 Comments

I am a brown girl in a blue dress

My smile is tortured in my fists

My aspirations hang down like willow wisps

My teeth are eating at my palms

I rub my face painting on a mask

With my own blood

 

The wind will only cake the blood

I guess after it has dried it will fall off

Maybe a fly or a gnat will gnaw its crusts

I hold my stomach

My only hope is that I am still standing

 

Feet can walk even with a mouthless face

Even with senseless hands

Eyes can see

Ears can decipher

 

Maybe I will walk into an artist

Or a God

Who will paint me a beautiful smile

And stick me an articulate tongue

Who will give me a pair of hands

From a plume filled box

 

This is a purpose to walk

A necessity to see

Maybe my God will have a thunderous voice

That will shake me

And bloom a rose where my mouth used to be

And light a pen to set my fingers free

 

But for now I am a brown girl in a blue dress

With my tongue in my fists

I am hung down like willow wisps

© 2004 Shala Monroque

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15 Comments

  1. Safs (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    I absolutely love this!!

  2. chelsea (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    lovely

  3. Ashley P. (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    Beautiful.

  4. malika (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    “Maybe I will walk into an artist

    Or a God”

    I’d like me to, Brown girl in a blue dress

    Deep Poem, gold !

  5. funmi pearce (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    ‘never never give up’ Quote seen on La Brea wall/LA

  6. Fashion addict (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    Very beautiful!!!

  7. malika (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    “I rub my face painting on a mask
    With my own blood
    The wind will only cake the blood
    I guess after it has dried it will fall off
    Maybe a fly or a gnat will gnaw its crusts”
    Shala

    —— D African mind, deep mind, lovely and like to reed it aloud.

  8. amber (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    Me too. Me too.

  9. Eunice (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    Lovely, I like it!

  10. KIRSTEN (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    Amazing Shala! No matter how much secular success I achieve, or how many people tell me how great I am I still have these “Brown Girl” moments. May our daughters never…..

  11. Marian (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    Every word resonated so loudly within me.
    Thank you, for opening up your soul and sharing it with us.
    Glam kisses
    Marian

  12. Jakia (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    love!

  13. Nzinga (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    Beautiful poem. I’m so glad to have found out about you and this blog today.

  14. Chadina (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    Fascinating beyond measure. I think I love…

  15. Janelle (Reply) on Sunday 11, 2011

    Wow! This is truly amazing Shala you cannot imagine how much I can relate to this…..thanks for sharing……..

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