Sometimes, let Love go Sometimes you have to let love go; It is not the quantity of air shared with someone, but the quality of breathing together. I would rather survive happy on a shallow breath, rather than breathe deeply and never feel the fullness of happiness in my soul.
Author: Q. Javon Overton
I have been writing for the past forty years with little thought of publishing. That changed last year. I have a great love for the written word. It is a wonderful feeling when a person reads a passage and it brings an emotion that has lain hidden below the surface. That fuels my ambition to continue writing.
Echoes of Life, Listening for The Truth
This is my interpretation of life, as it was, what it is, and what it might be. I follow no lines of a concrete structure. These are merely the thoughts that have been screaming in my head for years, straining to be free. It is with this tangible site I give the intangible flight. So welcome to my thoughts. I hope you will find a measure of entertainment and thought-provoking moments.
Tears Never Cried
Tears Never Cried Does anyone know where tears never cried go? Can someone tell me where the lump in your throat goes when it does not produce a sound? Is there a logical understanding for such a powerful sense of loss; a loss imposed for no understandable reason. If you never cry a tear, does … Continue reading Tears Never Cried
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The Evolution of You
The Evolution of You Yes, you wear a crown that I gladly bow to every day, in reverence to your beauty and compassion, but it is not the gold on your head that I follow. I follow the gold created by your footsteps, for your path marks the natural beauty that blossoms wherever you walk. … Continue reading The Evolution of You
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Too Much
Too Much 6-11-15 I have called your name for the Last time Staring out the window, trying Not to lose my mind I remember clearly, when I love You, said enough Now sitting with the lights down Low, perhaps I love you, has said Too much.
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ENVOY
Who do I commit my soul to when the whip has cut too deep They say we can’t get into heaven because our skin is too dark Look at the broken flesh; we bleed as they do; our blood caked in clumps Who will I commit my children to when the whip has cut deep … Continue reading ENVOY
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Twisted Arrow
The Twisted Arrow - Daughter 12/13/22 She hides. Concealed in the shadows, or so she thinks. There is always the little rustle of leaves or the scraping of a branch when she moves. She speaks in jokes and flippant quips about life and what She does not expect it to yield. Yet, she cries when … Continue reading Twisted Arrow
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Joined
It rained today. I stood on the porch and watched each parched blade of grass quenched by the life-giving liquid. I walked into the yard and stood there with my arms spread. The raindrops were pelting my skin the way you make love to me. My entire body drenched in every part of the woman … Continue reading Joined
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Edge of The Ocean
It is on evenings like this I dream of holding you. Standing at the edge of The ocean, and forgetting there really are other people on the planet. For in these quiet moments, they do not Exist. I miss you.
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Dear Friend
I remember when I kissed you. It was tender and chained. There was no room for our passions to run free. I felt your pulse against my skin, hot! There have been so many moments awaiting your touch, and now I stand before you. Your beauty is on full display, and I am drinking in … Continue reading Dear Friend
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My Voice
You hear my voice when you are sleeping. You hear my voice when you are cleaning. You hear my voice when you are standing at the edge of your pond. The tone changes, but the message is always the same. Express me! I want you to give me life, so I can rain into the … Continue reading My Voice
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Run Black Man
Run Black Man 3-13-85 Run, black man, run to find your past you denied your beginning just long enough for it to pass now you are lost, running with no hope of love with no one to teach you of the things we had to fight you denied your mother, and your father was never … Continue reading Run Black Man
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Black Girl Magic
GRANDDAUGHTER Do you know who you are? Did you know that the sun rises each morning, waiting to greet the majestic princess you are? The moon rises with the sole purpose of shining a spotlight on the strength that courses through your veins. It is you the stars twinkle for in the night sky. You … Continue reading Black Girl Magic
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I Hear
I hear what you see You see birds flying high; I hear the wings of freedom beating the wind You see oceans dark and wide; I hear ancient voices calling for home You see the production of crops; I hear the aching moans of black America's tired backs You see us stand up and live. … Continue reading I Hear
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Faces of Man
Happy man, with eyes full of pride Broken man, with eyes full of tears Future man, with eyes full of dreams Present man, with eyes shaded in darkness Forgotten man, with eyes shining... showing nothing Which man has life made you?
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Death of A Writer
Death of A Writer 4-7-23 He lay there with letters streaming from his lips. No sound! Then they heard it, the low gurgling of a liquid flowing quietly. Behind him lay his pen, cracked and lying on its side. Words were slowly dribbling from the fissure, murmuring as they moved towards the disfigured hand it … Continue reading Death of A Writer
Voices-of-Nature 