Crimson and Cream

By Jaheim Wilder

Take a deeper look at love, family, and life. Explore the many definitions and aspects of love, family, and life. Take an adventure through the many poems in this collection. These poems reflect love, family, and life as words, as feelings, as statements, and as art. Multiple forms and scenarios of love, family, and life are presented throughout this collection. This collection represents topics of empowerment, love, discrimination, activism, love, life, loss, etc.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jaheim Wilder
• Release date: Jul 12, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201798239

Jaheim Wilder

Jaheim Wilder is a Mississippi native. Jaheim was born in Jackson, Mississippi, and resides in Belzoni. Jaheim is a poet, a writer, and an artist. Jaheim was inspired by poets and writers such as Audre Lorde, Essex Hemphill, and James Baldwin. Jaheim’s interest in writing and history began at a very young age after reading and studying poems and black history. Jaheim has spoken at events, performed at churches, and continues to write poetry. 

Book preview

Honey

SWEET LIKE HONEY

Bitter like rain

I calculated the problem and it Was still wrong

Life is like a broken love song I remember the rose from 1994 I float on lily pads

I dream on clouds

Love inspires me

Art intrigues me

All my mistakes evolve me

Let’s make art

We are all blank canvases

Play the piano

Singing Mary don’t you weep While singing the blues

As the smoke grows thicker Nina plays the piano

Wild

Is

The

Wind

Black is the color of my palette Where are the paintbrushes Painter

Paint

Me

A

Dream

A black angel

A black butterfly

Where’s the paint

The melancholy is in the art

The art is in my soul

I am the art

The art is me

We are intertwined by love Spun like gold

Sewed piece by piece on

The quilt of life

Roses grow from my secret

Garden Only

I Know How To Tend To

It.

Black gold melts and Flows like milk and honey On the promised land Which I yearn for

Like a fortune cookie

I’m a shell

But

Inside

Lies

My

Raison

D’ être

Crimson Shades

I BUY RED PAINT FOR my lips,

Bright red

Crimson shades

Fake furs keep me warm

My silence isn't quiet

Silent screams and muffled tears

They smother me

I wake up and can’t breathe

Anger suffocates me

Pain intoxicates me

A cocktail of hurt comforts me

My anger cannot be washed down with a glass of water

I cannot offer it to Jesus

I cannot leave it at the altar

It cannot be buried

It cannot be drunk away

It cannot be eaten away

It cannot sleep away

I release it unto the world

My pandora’s box of pain and envy