See My Tears 1-20-83 See my tears, feel my pain, remember my ancestors long ago slain Tired and hungry, I rise from my bed, cold winter days, with nothing to cover my head I am a scared little boy with no place to go, living just to die, with no time to grow walking the … Continue reading See My Tears
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.
For Momma
We say Happy Mother's Day as if the words on that one day come close to the miracle our mother is. From conception to birth, she spoke to us. She sang to us. When they laid us on her chest for the first time, there was an unbreakable bond reinforced that said we are forever. … Continue reading For Momma
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I Dreamed of Butterflies
I Dreamed of Butterflies I dreamed of fields with butterflies, and Dandelions swaying in the breeze Searching across the sunrise, it was as Pretty as pretty could be I learned not to ask the questions, that Gave me an answer that might hurt I learned to take it slowly, as the sun Shone in your … Continue reading I Dreamed of Butterflies
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African Woman
What has been the role of the Black woman/mother in our history? This is a question asked and answered through the eyes of a black man in America. It is my opinion; it is not a definitive narrative, but it is mine. Many Africans started in chains in America, men, women, and children. Dragged off … Continue reading African Woman
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The Curse of Success
We are all hesitant to reveal too much of ourselves. The need to be accepted is a powerful curse that binds us all to the darkness. We fear ridicule and rejection when people perceive our imperfections. Every man and woman feels the pull of belonging, and he or she is fearful. For some, it happens … Continue reading The Curse of Success
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Your Deepest Desires
I want to know your deepest desire. I want to surprise you with them. Is there a special place you want to make love to me? Perhaps a beach in Spain, a rainforest in Hawaii? Have you decided how often you will say you love me, or will you grind it into my skin when … Continue reading Your Deepest Desires
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A Walk to Mother Africa
If I could walk across the ocean, I would walk back to Africa. I would cross the middle passage, picking up drowned souls as I walked. I would carry them back to the African shore and put them down upon our sacred land to flow back to their homes. I would get down and kiss … Continue reading A Walk to Mother Africa
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I Do
There are moments when I stand at the edge of a mountain looking for any sign of you. I imagine you are standing on your side of the world trying to glimpse me too. I never knew love could hurt like this. I never knew so many tears could flow from my soul. I did … Continue reading I Do
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Our Whispers
Where do our whispers go when we sit in the dark, praying for the one we love? I have sat on the other side of a phone that never rang, trying to swallow the lump in my throat as tears fell. Does my love reach your heart on quiet nights like this when you can … Continue reading Our Whispers
Voices-of-Nature 