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Freedom Writes



Contributing Writers: Anne Rhodes, Marv Borgman, Jamie Brookes, Ian Downing, Michael Ellis,
Susan McCartney, Reasie Rena Robertson, Bridie Breen, Suzanne Weaver Vignaud, Venice Hughes,
Beatrice Othieno-Ahere, Thomasene C. Rogers, Aakash Deep, Vera McBride, Debra Smaszcz-Shtayeh,
Jonathan Douglas, Maurice MaNGOD Higgs, Abhishek Kumar Singh, Brian Machiavelli Ombura,
Diann Byrd Inge, Douglas Strobel, Jane Veronica Tennant, Saurabh K. Maurya, Bruce Alford,
Khadijah (Khalifa) Zirri, Jacqueline Walker Garrett, Emmanuel Isaac Akobi, Willie Sumlin,
Irene Emanuel,Tina Clowes Kay, Uvi Thy-Tempest Omimi Okoro, Sher Gillard, Cynthia Sales,
Arshad Ayyub, Niyi Babade, Rizwan Muhammad, Corey Cowan, Sajid Ali,
Kimberlynne Darby Newton

Compiled by: Kimberlynne Darby Newton and Anne Rhodes

Published by: Subterranean Blue Poetry

Edited by: Rebecca Anne Banks



 
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Book Review for Freedom Writes:

Subterranean Blue Poetry

Volume V Issue IV



"Freedom Writes is an anthology, a fantastical write in freedom poetry, a continuation of the story of an end to violence against innocents, an end to oppression in the United States and everywhere. The poetry reads as soul affirmations for the rights of all oppressed people for civil rights and self-autonomy under God. This book was compiled by Kimberlynne Darby Newton, a Poet and former professor at Alabama State University and Poet Anne Rhodes. The Contributing Poets come from all walks of life, they are teachers, Veterans and disabled Veterans, writers, artists, musicians, singers, photographers, filmmakers, psychotherapists, journalists, students, wives, husbands, parents, and children. Also, this book is international including poets from the U.K., Ireland, Nigeria, Kenya, India, New Zealand, Pakistan, South Africa, and from across the United States.

The theme of the Anthology is Freedom, a cry freedom in violent times when people’s rights and safety are being infringed upon by an often oppressive systemic undertow in N.A. In the violence of Existential absurdist theatre, the black culture does not have the same structure as the dominant white culture, as people and ideas clash in the idea of what America should be, violence rains down. Absurdist theatre is a conflict of wills, one person or group of people may want to do something, live a certain way and another person or group of people may want to do something, live a certain way and the two ideals clash manifesting conflict and sometimes violence. This systemic violence does not only apply to racial tensions but exists when people do not have an idea of God, have not been mentored or discerned effectively for love and work, when they do not understand themselves enough, when they are too emotionally hurt, and conflict occurs. This art installation is a wave in light as people express themselves in the the way of love and poetry for their ideal of peace, love and freedom.

Michael Ellis, an American Poet who teaches poetry to prison inmates is an iconic write in Freedom Writes. His poem SOAR is a classic presentation of Hip-Hop/Harlem Renaissance influenced poetry that captures the imagination and creates ecstatic experience, as you become a bird transcending in the sky. A fantastical poem.

Kimberlynne Darby Newton, an American Poet, formerly a history professor at an Alabama University, is a study in the black sacred feminine, a song of love. As one of the voices of black America she is an instrument of the language, a song of freedom. Poet Newton rocs.

Visions of America . . . in a democracy, people have the right to have their say, to talk, to express their opinions, the Artists/Poets have a right to create and celebrate the society, they are the lifeblood of the soul of the Community. The role of the Artist/Poet is to enlighten, report abuses, tell the truth, celebrate, create new mythologies, heal wounds. Freedom Writes is a song of freedom, a song of democracy, of the sacrament of love in action in autonomy under God. A discovery of a world in alignment with peace, a system that is righteous in alignment with Community peace and prosperity. All God asks of us is to follow your calling for love, follow your calling for work and not hurt each other. All wars are just broken love affairs. In all arguments, it is important to be on the right side of God, then your opinion is righteous, ideally there would be no arguements. Prejudice and human rights abuse is often a reflection of self-esteem issues, making a person or a group of people “the Other” is often a way for the perpetrator (perhaps someone who has had too many lovers and is suffering or who has an ego complex and thinks he is better than others or has soul colour discordance or who holds false beliefs) to blow off anger and insecurity, to feel better. Violence against an innocent is suffering both for the victim and for the person who caused it, it is karmic dissonance, it will be magnified and reflected back to the trespasser eventually, all trespass will come to light through the Oracles/village elders, there is a natural reckoning through the Holy Spirit way for justice and peace.

A posse of wild horses running in a river, the day . . . the light and water shimmers down, running, running wild, running free, Freedom Writes, a brilliant read compiled by Kimberlynne Darby Newton".

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SOAR

by Michael Ellis


Spread your wings

Like the sky is yours

Dreams without dimensions

Boundaries

Or corridors


Just soar


Higher than the wren

The falcon and the eagle

Regal

Just keep it legal


Don’t need Cocaine

Or heroin needles


Soar like a condor

Look out yonder

Make the world wonder


My incarcerated brother

Please hear it

No prison bars

Can hold your spirit

We’re just soaring...

Don’t fear it


Heartbroken prostitute

Just say “No more. No more!”

I’m too beautiful to whore.

Tomorrow morning We’ll soar


Troubled daughter

Walk on water

Troubled son

Put down that gun


Soar with us

High into the sun


Splash through the creek

Where dreams run deep

Don’t need no pornography

to help you sleep

Brothers with a habit

Pick a dream

just grab it

You can have it


Soar like Maya

Now go higher

Hold it right there

Feel your fire


Flap your wings

Somersault in mid air

Pause Right there

Look down


See the Haters stare


They would soar too

They’re just scared


We got some soarin’ to do

People of every hue

What say you?

Soar like a satellite

Now look to the right

Slow down!

Now adjust your flight


Now soar to the left

We’re up high now

Hold your breath

Hold your breath

Sister with no man

No ring on her hands

God understands

Man never did have a plan


Spent less money on child support

Than he did at the liquor store

You won’t put up with that no more

So soar


Tired mother with cancer

God has the answer

Walk the floor like a dancer

Dance on the walls

Prance on the floor

Don’t weep no more just soar


Josephine will get you at the door


Man in the unemployment line

Declined?

For the fiftieth time

Push out your spine

Your new job starts tomorrow

Start working for your mind


Keep looking for the opened door

And just soar, soar


Broken wing bird keep tryin’

Roar like a lion

No time for dyin’ and denyin’

You are a bird

Miles above the shore

Believe my words

And soar


Troubled husband go back home

Go ahead! Knock on that door

Tell that woman

You won’t do it no more

And soar, soar, soar


Bill collectors at your door

Tell ‘em to call you back

In two-thousand and twenty-four

After you soar


Soar into new mornings

New dawns

And new sunset

Past your fears

Beyond your doubts

Above your regrets


Hold on

Ain’t through yet


This is where the Poem ends

Goodbye my friend

Don’t know when I’ll see you again


But

Somewhere out there

Up there


Is your open door


Just run through it

And Soar, Soar




Unititled

by Willie Sumlin


Deep, deep, deepest, a rapid tremble, uncontainable
reservoir, that rupture, a rushing flow, drained.

He wants to be loved, true love, passionate love, a love that
beckons memories, a moment to be near, he longs, endless
search, his soul drips, a silent weep, love, a special love, a
soothing love, he wants to be loved.




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