Empressjournee Jamaica

Poem: Beautiful Romance

Written by empressjournee

Photo credit: Juanca Paulino

I met a man in a foreign land, he seems mysterious,

He looks so handsome, he seems strong:

His smile captivates my eyes, I was shy, yet my smile,

May have brought our friendship to connect,

And everything seems right not wrong:

He began to play various songs, with words unsaid

In his foreign tongue: Oh, how I wished I’d understand,

Still, that did not make me run:

Instead, I embrace each note, each chord as he’d play

Jam down reggae songs: I began to care for this ‘Artical ‘man,

That allow my frame to dance, in his arms like a newborn,

African song: We kissed, laugh, dance, sat in silence,

I felt we were one, then the songs of our heart ended,

I found out it was in my head, carrying me away,

To another land: We said goodbye I was sad,

I knew I was not the one, as tears fell, He walked away,

Took our beautiful notes, our beautiful songs:

And I began to question my worth, existence:

Wasn’t I woman enough, for this—creole man,

Or, maybe he was never man enough for this black woman:

Yet, ‘Ancient truth’ speak in whispers, we were too young,

I will never forget our last song, our last dance;

The chords, the notes, that woe me into his arms,

Oh, it was such a great fairy tale, ‘a beautiful romance!

Empress Journee

 

About the author

empressjournee

I am a graduate of Medgar Evers College (M.E.C.); mother of three, grandmother and great grand. I love to read great books and listen to podcasts that uplift my consciousness; sharing historical view of the different shades of color, the various culture, the way we all are connected, the musical genius throughout the world and the works that are done to help us tap into ourselves and know that we are worthy. I also love to write poetry and sing. There was a moment that now phase in another aspiration of my life, I felt singing was a forum—a path to take, that helps to voice, express my thoughts, in time where I was struggling, battling something I did not understand and what I was going through; feeling unsupportive. Although, there was some support, especially from my love ones, the challenges I faced was mostly internal.
I am so grateful for the grace I have been given to be able to write my poetic thoughts, that is my freedom. I was a part of a journey that taught me lessons and motivate me that preparation is a must to face a world that may not be ready for a new rising star. Thank you for taking the time to read my poetry. I especially wanted to give honor to my mother who is no longer in the physical, as well as my natural father for the knowledge of health before he departed from this planet. Also, I would like to thank you my supporter for being on this journey with me even at times when the journey seems unclear. May we appreciate the blessings that has been given to us, as we continue to soar, as we reach a place of true jubilee.
Empress Journee