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Poem: On the Rooftop 11242022

Written by empressjournee

Photo Credit: Garrett Parker

On the rooftop, I smell smoke

Eyes red, the scent strong

Mouth half smile

I saw him high, like a flying kite

Like he was sitting on cloud nine

In the sky

On the rooftop, I smell smoke

Circling around me

Giving thanks

To the thanksgiving feast

Giving thanks to Selassie

Giving thanks to the great treat

On the roof top—I stood still,

Observing the great blue sky,

And think, “Wow, this is so freaking, amazing!”

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