Poems And Notes From Sheena Rose (because Island Girls are not a monolith)...
Her Pum (vagina) was all over the island #Power
The Blackest Black
I am a black woman
I want to draw blackness
I want to draw it so black, I become a magical mist.
Diamond dust.
I think the darkest black is beautiful
Black absorb and draws you in.
It’s beautiful and magical
Control
You don’t like when people stare at you
You look away
I smile and become a teaser
and stare back
But you look away
And avoid
You thought you had it in control
But actually,
No, you don’t
Pants
I grow flowers
I grow plants
I grow flowers inside my pants
So why do I feel like Fungus?
Hiding
Why do you hide behind the bush?
… I see everything and no ones knows I’m there
Well I know
Plus, I am a monster
Don’t worry, I am a monster too
I AM
He is not the problem
I am…
I am the one to forget
I am the one to move on
I am the one with the problem
Come on now
We have to admit these things
I am the one looking for answer from him
He is not the answer
So therefore this problem will never be solved
The Coldest
This is the Cold Bitch…
She is my protector
She protects me from a broken heart
And distracted minds
She can become so cold it really surprised people at times
She can become so cold she even forgets who you are…
The Cold Bitch…
A Woman
A bitter woman,
A sore woman
A sweet woman,
A loving woman,
A giving woman,
A thoughtful woman
Did I say a giving woman?
Then a bitter woman
A sore woman
A sorrow woman
An angry woman
A woman that would kill you
A woman that would love you
Finding
The discovery, body, spirituality, muscle, describing space, inner, internal, silent, quiet, watching, observing, details, blast off, love, lonely, lonely, loner, satisfied, travel, creatures, myself, ancestor, movement, awkward, beauty, ugly, love, love again, angry, stillness, opportunity, frustration, settle, fear, sky, limitation – Random Thoughts
Place
Tangle
Complicated
Distant
Mapping
Obeah
Caribbean
Look at me!
Black Woman
The stares
The gaze
The entertain
And breathe
And breathe
Breathe I told myself
I am a woman
A black woman
The eyes
The ears
The mouth
The stares
(Pause)
Breathe, breathe, breathe
I am an artist
I am an astronaut
I am a woman
I am a black woman
I am an island
Breathe, just breathe
Breathe, just breathe
(Full stop)
Penis Envy
Angry
Gender Rules
Angry
Pretend
And smile
Island Smile
The moon
The stars
The sky
Space
I am here
Like a soap opera
What Pressure?
The pressure
The different pressure
Are they slightly lighter or easier than the other?
One is to be hard and tough
and the other is soft and delicate
Opinions
Who say
What say
They say
They all say
They all say shit
The End
My Home
Beautiful but bitter
Beautiful but pointless
What is the point of a beautiful flower?
Does it add to the space?
What does it do to you?
Is it functional?
I am beautiful but bitter
I am gorgeous
I am great
But do I have a purpose?
Am I decorative?
Breathe and smell that
Beautiful flower
Smell
Grasp
Cough
When the sunrise
I rise too
That beautiful sky
The warm glorious sky…
The wind, The colors
The smell of the breeze
The Conversation I overheard
The Smiling Faces
Couple arguing
I just stand there and watch
Everyday we raise when that beautiful sun rises up
And go to sleep when the sunset turns to night