To write the real, you have to show all the rawness, which has its harsh beauty and this is my platform to do just that. Not shying away from any subject matter or theme. Blog entries, Poetry (Free verse, Haiku, Narrative poetry), Black History,Photography, and a full course of wisdom quotes. Peace, TheRhymeRula
Title: Break time Location: Bedford Depot, Bedford, MA Photo Description: After arriving at the Bedford Depot which is the last stop on the Minuteman Commuter Bikeway in Greater Boston, I grabbed lunch with a friend and took in the scenery with this photo. Title: Depot Chillin’ Location: Bedford Depot, Bedford, MA Photo description: This is […]
Read More A Minute Trail: Cityscape Photo MixPhoto credit – TheRhymeRula (Me) Summer glows perfect Purest bliss as streams pass Repeating comfort
Read More Sunshine StreamsThere is emptiness Vultures waiting for the rust Gas on roads aflame
Read More Rust (Haiku)Admiring nature Fragrant scents warm my spirit Light shines graciously
Read More Nature’s scentCaptive and lost in time A prey to a chain link oppression Freedom to reach everywhere and at any time was once a formality Pain and courage silenced by cold steel Blessings of a spring gust Brought momentum to push forth from the adversity Now this flightless bird has awoken now To begin once again […]
Read More Freedom FlightMother nature takes no breather Challenges are enforced daily Rain drops shimmer Tasting and swallowing old earth for new if only it was true The rain falls hard On bare ground, Intoxicating the air with new smells But will Mother Nature continue to allow the birds to sing with a feathery flame? Or for frogs […]
Read More The African Green GoldI’d like to dedicate my verse to the Somali and all African diaspora. This collaboration has been in the works since the end of last month. Due to timing constraints and busy schedules it had to be put to the side until both parties had completed their assignments. This is my 2nd collaboration with Aston […]
Read More A motherland connection (collaboration)The spring afternoon warm wind flowed into my open window projecting a dry palatable aroma, border lining sour if swallowed whole. Doing my best to preoccupy my mind deep within enriched chapters awaiting for the next one to begin. As I began to walk towards the window, I stared intently at the trees that helped […]
Read More An invaluable composition
Real Free - Flowing Words 