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Underneath the cherry moon
Mental connection
Afro-reflection
Budding affection
Coco-God
Subliminal thoughts
Poetic imagery
Captivity
Seeking a special divinity
Coltrane infects you and me
Buck-naked verses
My capacity to keep quiet
Lost
Underneath the cherry moon
Sure of one shore
Distance of love miles
Creating a plane ride
Over the rainbows
To a puddle of forever
Memories
Cherished
Pleasure un-deniable
Incantation
Past the dark skies
And blue oceans
Smooth motions
Euphoria love
Underneath the cherry moon
Washing my hair
River of forever
Fully dressed
Spontaneity diving
Together chance taking
Immerging as one
Footsteps on past loves
Leaving traces of toe prints
Shaped like my soul
Yours hold my everything
Wishing for a foul-leafed clover
Three is not enough
Naming our seed Seven
Divided into nothing
Whole
Underneath the cherry moon
Finding a peace
Understood by no one
Slowly escaping life’s insanity
Underneath the cherry moon
I found me
Beneath you
Underneath the cherry moon
I fell in love with you
Erica Denise Dunlap 1-12-04
Mental Prostitution
Lines the constitution
Using woman’s intuition
Watching an execution
Disagreeing with revolution
Awarded retribution
Before we start a revolution
Capture you in an institution
Caught in straight jackets
Harboring sex packets
Causing all kinds of racket
Stealing denim jeans
Sex crazed teens
On NBC erotic scenes
Depending on machines
Eating mixed greens
Last don or queens
Stealing quick
Quick to trick
Trick or treat
Treat disease
Disease plagues
Plagues stay
Stay protected
Protected and served
Served up lies
Lies in my life
Life of indiscretion
Indiscretion of a wife
Wife hurting her husband
Husband finds solace
Solace in another her
Her man is in jail
Jail holds black souls
Souls that run cold
Cold eyes don’t see
See what America has come to be.
Erica Denise Dunlap 11-11-03
Open thighs
As she lays and cries
On a cold table alone
Other rooms filled with moans
Desolate silence hurts her ears
As she wonders if her mind is made up
Thinking of what she was giving up
Overcome with guilt
She tries to block out the sound
Roaring machines
Sterile environment
Her mind wonders off to that special place
She longs for a taste of innocence
Jumping rope on the sidewalk
Dancing with her hula-hoop
Playing dress up in momma’s heels
Scratching the wood floor with her jacks
Watermelon on the front porch
Candy lady visits
Through her eyelids she silently screams
As she is told to relax
Pains in her back
Knees grow weak
The process is almost complete
Ripping the very soul from her
Torn muscles tighten
Frighten
Her energy is gone
She tries to yank the tube out to stop the deed
But she was too late
As the sound goes from full to empty
She suffers the worst pain in her life
The skies lost color
Time stood still
She paid her dollar
Her tears left fire marks in the sidewalk
Overwhelming
Her soul screaming
Her nightmares are reality
16 years old
Having to let go
Became women
As she lost her childhood
Hula-hoops fall
Jump ropes lost
Momma’s shoe too little
Her heart cannot dream
A mass of blood and tissue
Useless
She carves Egyptian words into her arm
Ancient knife slices the pain from her eyes
Peels the skin back to find nothing
She is left to bleed to death
Floor saturated with gore
As her mother snores.
Behind the bathroom door
Her spirit leaves her body and perishes
Only memories to cherish
One tear still wet
Imaginary silhouette
Still on the cold table
Crying out for another chance
To birth life out of her womb
Not hearing the moans
Or going through it alone
Rewind to the choice
Loud to hear her voice
To get one more opportunity
Just to see what would become
Of the black little girl,
Who lived in a cold lonely world.
Erica Denise Dunlap 11-3-03