60’s Baby
To hell with the internet. TikTok, Snapchat, Facebook - this app, that app Taking a break from digital landscape focusing on me and that tree and those bees buzzing around ever so free Sittin under a tree marveling at God's bed of moss underneath its canopy And how a rainbow 🌈 takes form behind the darkness of a storm so beautiful so strong like lightening transformed into a poem it’s backdrop hidden beneath a trail of tears it's beauty quieting my childhood fears Me and Aunt Terreé buying fringe purses at a Brooklyn thrift store for 50 cents enjoying each other and feeling content Riding the shoulders of my Dad on a NY beach called "Jones" collecting seashells while thinking up poems drawing peace signs in the sand building castles and getting a tan Visits with Grandma in Flint making stained glass by hand she loved t...
