Sometimes I Think: Poems

By Angela Marie

Angelas inspirational prose captures and lays bare the joy, hurt, resilience, and triumph of the human spirit. This is a wonderful collection that should be shared with family and friends (Albert P. Black Jr., MBA).

Sometimes I Think is an enjoyable work of art. Angelas words outline a wide range of human emotion. She is a painter of words and eclectic experiences (A. Jones, MEd).

Sometimes I Think is a collection of pensive poetry. Angela Marie speaks to the simple events of everyday life, the eyebrow-raising circumstances of daily plights, and the sensitive moments that touch humankind (M. McCrea, MEd).

See also Black White and Mocha Cream Poems and After Sunday Monin Poems.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Feb 20, 2017
• ISBN: 9781524659653

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Table of Contents

Smooth Backs

Worried Mask

My Dear Josiah…

Raggedy Seams

Groove

Deleted

Sound of Love

Escaped Tilt

Shirley Ruth Says

Just To Be There

Memories With a Kiss

Precious Baby

My Friend died

Familial Trend

Orchestrated Presence

Cane

Don’t Drink the Poison

Gawk

Insult

In Reply

No More Share Croppin’

And I Wept Blue Tears

Naked To See Me…

It Is Good!

A Game of Disdain

Your It Thing

Quenched

From a Boy

Reach

Swinging Vines

Always at a Deficit…

From A Teacher…

Unclung

Memories of Cotton

Get it

Rebellious Gray

Josiah’s Song

My Baby

Exfoliate Me

About the Author… Angela Marie

Angela Marie is an inspired writer, wife, mother and educator.

She attended Temple University for her undergraduate degree and earned her Master’s degree from Grand Canyon University. She is a recipient of the Curtis Thomas Teacher’s Award and served as an Educator of young children for over twenty-four years.

Angela is Christian and desires to uplift, encourage, and lead human kind toward a sober and sound emotional state.

Angela enjoys rendering Dramatic-Read-Alouds of her work. Contact her at http://www.poemsbyangelamarie.com/ for an affordable reservation.

See Also: Black White and Mocha Cream Poems and After Sunday Mo’nin’ Poems by Angela Marie.

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Smooth Backs

by Angela Marie Written July 18th 2015 @ 1:45 p.m.

I looked at my baby born with a back without whelps…

And because we were free I hoped he would never

See or feel the cowhide rip his flesh to yelp…

He ran in the fields…

He picked cotton next to me…

Though free we lived in Slave Quarters…

We were free…

I knew how to read a little…

And I would show him how…

My baby with a smooth back…

I would teach him now…

My baby boy would be a man…

Not a mere boy, jimmy niggah, or less than a dog…

My baby picked cotton next to me…

But my smooth backed baby was free…

We lived in slave quarters but I stood as a Man…

My smooth backed baby…

Would understand the pride of a man and the

Meaning of free…

Though he id the *jim crow dance next to me…

we were free…

I knew how to read a little…

And I would show him how…

My baby with a smooth back…

I would teach him…

I would teach him…

I would teach him…

How to be free…

While I’m still running from