Everyone else has a web site these days, so I figured, why not me, too? Here is some of the poetry that reminds me of
myself
Beautiful Black Woman I Am
The swell of my lips.
The sway of my hips.
The curve and bounce of my breasts.
My tight stream line thighs.
A Beautiful Black Woman am I.
A gracious presence without.
A glowing radiant soul within.
Intellectual, conversationalist, quiet
admiration
Black woman am I, and I'm all that and then
some.
Voluptuous and succulent. I come in all makes
and models.
Beautiful Black woman am I.
I wear many hats. Always I am the ever
present Mother. Sometimes I'm the stand in father too.
Always advocating for myself and others.
I could be none other... than a beautiful
Black woman.
