I watched a film today
The film was about love
But it wasn’t a romance.

It had a bittersweet ending,
That left me wanting more
But also full of closure.

I understood the characters,
I lived and breathed their pain
And contemplated their melancholy.

I wish I could find love
But I have to bear the weight
Of a bittersweet ending.

QUARTET OF HAIKU

just as the sun sets
if one turns in time to see
colors of life shine

her smile held me fast
illicit-flawed, by chance meet
of 10,000 days saved

out of night looming
two car lights careen, into
a dark road will reveal

carried by water
of echo repeat, on the verge
voices call out, to haunt

by Michael Perry

Social Media
Our new god Media
is so social, with
Such a buzz, regard her
high.

My Black Black Man
The Walls of your Mind
Beckon only a Unique kind
The Love of a full Woman
An illusioned witness to
the Truth behind You
and your fettered prime, can
Be more black, more diaspora than
thee. Educated with sight
Yet conflicted by societal rite
And a King in every Troubled Stage
Unable to Fight
Can or cannot Love right?
My Black black man.