American Poet! Poems Volume 2

By Cassandra Wilson

American Poet Vol. 2, is a collection of some of the best poems written by Cassandra Wilson, intertwined with feelings embedded from the depths of her soul, feelings that are hard to express, feelings assiduous for the twist and turns of life and the joy that cometh on the journey. Her poetry takes you through the streets of grace with poems of praise, and the path of love with lascivious poems that inspires not only the soul but the mind to reap in the harvest and awake the spirit within. Her poems will take you on a walk through history with the struggle and the sacrifice for the broken chain with freedom poems. These poems also inspires you to live the American Dream right there with in you, to discover it!, to feel it!, to live it!, and finally, take a step of preciosity with an American Poet!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jun 29, 2013
• ISBN: 9781479782642

Cassandra Wilson

Cassandra Wilson is a poet for today, tomorrow, and generations to come. She has a style of her own, undated with feeling, fidelity, and femininity that’s refreshing, real, and truly American. She is the author of A Sunday Sky , American Poet, Poems Volume 2, and five poetry books in copyright, and she currently lives in Columbus, Georgia.

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Copyright © 2013 by Cassandra Wilson.

Library of Congress Control Number:    2013901280

ISBN:                    Softcover                        978-1-4797-8263-5

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American Poet!

Cassandra Wilson

Vol. 2

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This book is not intended to express or sway

the opinion of any person,

group or organization and strictly written from the creativity of the writer,

from scenarios in fiction and truth.

C. f’ Wilson

Thanks Roberta Wilson, Labrenda Carruthers, Linda Andrews, Maria Wilson Dent, Nannette Wilson Williams and Columbus Wilson Jr. for funding and supporting, this project and understanding my passion to write!

Daddy And Freddie, O’ how I miss you

A moment with the author . . . .

I wrote American Poet from the strength of men and women embedded in my roots, from generations that came before me, and to pass the torch of strength on to the generation of tomorrow standing and now leading.

I pray these poems will inspire your passion, for the North American Dream. These are some of my favorite poems written over the past fifteen years, and again i pray they will inspire you to be better tomorrow than who you and we are today!

Again thanks,

Cassandra Wilson

Contents

A Child Of God

Feelings

Lollypop Eyes

Don’t Paint Me

Misunderstood Dreams

Sister Nun

A Poem to My African Descendent

Soweto Woman

Cassandra!

Looking At You

A African Sun

Watching Over Me

Just Thanking The Master

Rise, Rise, The Spirit Speaks

A Slave’s Song

My Man

The Spirit Within

Child’s Play

The Hands That Made Me

Cherokee Woman

The Power Of God

Thy Cry

The Lily Fields

Sonnets Of A Woman’s Seed

A Panacea Of The Heart

Colorless Mind!

Naked Compassion

Silly

Hidden Emotions of My Man . . . .

Eagle Eyes

The Spirit

Able’s Cry

Haiti’s Child

I Caught You Grinning

Shackles

Infallible Obsession

I Told You!

Innocents and Ignorance

Did You Know

Listening To Us All

If Time Could Stand Still

What Do You Mean?

Red Dreams

Have Faith

A Negro’s Glory of America

Budding Into Womanhood

Virgin Eyes

Solution

Man

If Only The Baby Jesus

Friday Night Blues

Aborted Baby

When

I Believe

Tales of History

Tales of Cotton

A Man Named Ghetter!

Love For A Tree

The Soothsayer’s Eyes

Come My Child to The River

Tziganes Wine

The Heart of Humanity

Innocent Eyes

In The Midst Of My Mourning Glory

Rosa’s Glasses

What Color Is Your Rainbow

After Dark

Black Babe

Black Eyes

Billion Dollar Games

The Education Of Sister

African girl

Nigi

Dirges to Africa

A Moment in My Mind

A Woman’s Story

Kizzy

African Dreams

Little Ms. Cookery

I Am a Good Kiddy!

Isisha

Lover’s Bones

Faces From Within

The Depths Of Dawn

The Black Bourgeoisie

Private Though

Slave Songs Coming Across the Water!

Within My Muliebrity

If You Have Never Heard Me Pray

The Sweetness in Her Wrinkle

Only in My Mind

Caught In The Rain!

Lovely

God Heard my Cry

Thy Blackness

Cry On

Am I you?

The Dreams of A Caged Bird

I Got Soul!

Unlimited Possibility!*

Mama Said

Who?

Cleaning Up In Silk Stockings

A Glimmer of Hope!

Taboo!

The River Still Flows . . . .

Dreams of My Red Poinsettias

River Dance

Dreams of River-fest

Windmills

The River

A Morning Sun

The Midnight Sun,

Infallible Obsession

Good Times

The Beauty of My Toes

Specious Ravenous Nails!

Naked Spirits

Out—Stretched Limbs

The Rising of Sri Lanka . . . .

Giddy Girls in White Stockings (Sisters)

It’s Cool

Discovering The North America Dream!

Lunch Time Blues!

Mundane Reality

Addicted lover

From A Manger Filled With Hay!

San Francisco Breadlines . . . .

The Cost of Freedom From A Land Across The Water

Ne-shesh-be –Ne-shash

Colored Dreams In The Sky!

Cuban Cries Coming Across The Water

The Cry Of Baghdad!

Little Apache boy

Echoes Of Heritage . . . .

Flavors

In My Father’s House (Daddy)

Born Colored

Peace in The Spirit

The Thistle And The Thorn

A Prayer

Hidden Feelings

Change . . . .

Can

I Love You Little Black One!

Black Sunday

A Teacher

Windows

Little Intentions

Grandma’s Cuisine!

He Made Her That Way . . . .

Give Me Hope

Still Growing After All These Years . . . .

Just The Way You Are

Madness

Just When I Thought It Was Over For Me . . . .

Betrayed

Cleaning Up!

Close Your Eyes . . . .

A Real Man

Wind-songs

Causerie!

A Nocturne In The Wheat-Fields

Scarlet’s Dreams

Home

The One

She’d Say

My Knight In Shining Armor!

I Don’t Know

Ghetto Faces

One Giant Leap for Me!

The Eyes Of Job!

Happy Easter!

The Arms Of hope

The Cry of A Woman

God Be With Me

I Got Lucky!

Where Would I Be?

Grace

A Harlots Garter

I Found It Quite Funny!

Shower me!

Sister’s First Love

Just Pray!

Nothing But Grace

Within My Mirror

Wisdom!

The Dance Of The Brush!

Signs of The Time

To See Within . . . .

Sister’s Smile

Preacher

The Great Navy Iron Clads Of War

The Love You Give Me!

Baby Prudery!

A Letter To My Dearest Kawa!

Speaking From Within!

American Black Girl

Letters To Africa

If Peace Was Love

Being Faye . . . .

I Heard Your Cry Runaway Child

The Love In My Eyes!

Let Me!

In the Midst of Schisms . . . .

Somebody Great!

The Hand!

A Woman’s Glory!

Behind The Wall

Mistaken Identity

Indian Man

Twenty Something . . . . Thirty Maybe . . . .

A letter to My Sister . . . .

The Satin On My Wedding Dress

The Smell Of Nature

The Journey To Freedom

The Spirit of Hope!

I Am Working On It . . . .

Red Crosses

A Letter From My Lover!

Holding On to The Master

As It Was Written . . . .

The Pulse of Spring

Lending A Hand!

Wonders!

After The Rain!

Free-be

A Thought In Times Like These . . . .

Paying My Dues!

A Ballerina’s Eyes

The Fate of The Fields

All in A Day

I Need A Hero

Turn on The Light!

Down Yonder By The River

A Black Sky! . . . .

Juxtapositions of Love

The Sun

Why?

Dreams Hidden In The Crunches

The Eyes of The Beast

My Chevy Baby! . . . .

Closed Curtains

The Cross

The Beaten Path

Life Caught Me Angry

Whispers from a Lover!

The River Flows

It’s Personal . . . .

Remembering . . . . Then . . . .

Little Tin Man . . . .

Love Me

A Overnight Miracle . . . .

I Gave . . . .

Lesbian Eyes (Lizzie)

Sacred Prayer

A Dirge of Prayer

A Musical Note

Lady Olympian

Whispers of Spring

Feminist Eyes

Come Sunday

Loosen My Shackles

Memorials . . . .

Echoes of Prayer

Dark Child

A Song in The Wind

Just a Little Talk . . . .

My Woman! (Within His Mind)

The Creator’s Eyes!

Clouds Cry

Black Oracle

The Story of A Tree . . . . !

Echo of a African . . . .

We Need To Talk . . . .

Justice

This Little Light of Mine

Dreams

No Rush

Hidden Justice

Chocolate Lover . . . .

O ’ Sweet July . . . .

Minding My Own Business

Together . . . .

Raising Genesis . . . .

North American Dream . . . .

Summer Brunching!

A Child Of God

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Have you ever hated the world or hated a man or despised a woman or disowned a land?

Have you ever gave up on a dream or cursed the day you were created

because life was unfair and feelings wouldn’t be tolerated?

Did you dwell in meagerness and sorrow or learn to forgive and look up to tomorrow?

Have your ever felt adscititious,

assiduously waiting on the will of god,

when a prayer wasn’t answered soon enough

feeling like a child of a lesser God?

but did he still hear your cry standing in tears of rain,

and carried your cross and took the pain.

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Feelings

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Open up and let me in the feelings of your heart

and let me feel you when I pray

and bare the cross of a fight I never started

obfuscation without a reason

the chained freedom of a chained mind

a lonely heart left behind

and in a shower of blessings let me feel you still

taking a step of preciosity and I will hold on until

grace taketh over, and peace is still

and I can spread my wings and fly

amidst the heavens of the American dream

p.s. wake up the dream

Food for thought: if god lived like you did, would you still worship him?

If god had just what you had, would he have created the world?

If god loved mankind like mankind loves himself would he find fault in his being?

or would he have not created man or woman at all, make life better, before it’s too late.

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Lollypop Eyes

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The sun rises Venus in her smile

around lips of raspberry and peppermint

to the eyes of passion in fear finding joy and unforgotten tears,

and intrigued by the strangest feelings

she sprouts as a sunflower compassion to the human race

a flaunting warmth of a little face,

and rising the sun osculating dreams

as chasing rainbows around a nimbus

in intimate perceptions of men

she whispers a scudding dream to the heart of nemesis

and his eyes look threw her

refulgenting as wedding rings

and naughty as his obsession with her love

sweet as a lollypop in spring.

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Don’t Paint Me

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Don’t paint me

you’re reading me wrong,

with a history of hate

with no dreams and no fate,

I love my blackness; i have been black that long,

to see it hated to see it wrong.

Don’t paint me

with struggle and hate

and lifeless passion and lost compassion;

don’t hate me, please hear my heart within

and see me for who I am and preciosity within.

I and just that proud, gifted and strong;

don’t paint me, paint me wrong.

Food for thought!

When life is unfair, look to god for answers, and stop, listen, and obey,

it’s him whose trying to tell you something!

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Misunderstood Dreams

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I don’t understand you or why you cry,

feeling the pain of fate,

i don’t understand why you hate

when life that grows inside of me bled the same blood of humanity,

that god gave breath from dust and the same love threw out time I don’t understand how to hate a mind,

or the color of prejudice when God sees within,

the eyes of impunity in the color of another’s skin.

Food for thought: live in God’s will, and he will live in you! for he hears the cry of his own!

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Sister Nun

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She was supercilious woman,

didn’t care about reaping

a street nun, who traveled the country

In tattered shoes and washed out laundry;

spoke what she felt,

didn’t care about folks feelings

just told the truth, brassy and bold,

to impish grins and mischievous souls.

Gotta keep the babies off the streets she’d pray.

Gotta keep the children in school.

Gotta keep the prayer books open, she’d say,

to jive lips and educated fools.

Food for