Poems and Poetry

Maya, Sweet, Free Bird | A Poem by Roy Pullam

Her voice
A black hand
That reached for me
Her tone
A mother; a teacher
Showing me
A world of her youth
But always with dignity
Pain so deep
That pretty words
Like whore make up
Seemed so out of place
Hurt deep and dark
But never so bleak
To smother her optimism
I cling to her
As she led me
Through dark tunnels
Then into the light
Her pen
Like a chisel
Carving her words
Deep in my consciousness

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2 thoughts on “Maya, Sweet, Free Bird | A Poem by Roy Pullam

  1. Donal Mahoney

    A fine poem by a fine writer who I hope will also contribute to Guy Farmer’s sister sites in the right hand margin—Social Justice Poetry and The Poet Community.

    The author has given his life to helping those in dire straights in his spare time while teaching during the day.

    He puts his life where his mouth is.