Poems by Opal Ingram
Through the window I could see fire and a fireman behind it Things happen so quickly
the room was full of smoke.
It was light outside , but it seemed like the room was getting darker and darker . I tried to grab my favorite doll. “I could hear the crowd below, people were talking loudly .
We went one by one down the ladder until we reach the curb, I felt like I was going to bust my
head , I just wanted to throw up, but I cried instead . We was standing across the street and the building was burning up.
I knew we could not go back In the building.
everthing was rubbish, everything was gone.
It seemed like a hour passed.
then a big yelow cabbie pulled
up by the curb.
I got In.
I sat by the window the ride was bumpy
It seemed like It hit every curve.
Tears were rolling down my face.
The cabbie turn down the highway
Traffic was heavy .
We was near Spanish Harlem
the Bodega was on every block.
the cabbie seem like he was in a rush
It seem like time just stood still and I
felt like I was crawl up In a Night mare.
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By Author Opal Ingram(c)
Lines Taken From Book – Black Stockings
Book – Black Stockings
A Collection of Essays And Poems @360
High In a chair,
I almost slept ,
I slept there ,
I slept here.
I slept near a shade of gray
Where the floor felt like grass.
And the sky’
With only a glimpse
of the moon.
Where stars creep at every angle.
I slept by a card board box.
“Where the rain tumble
I cover myself
But left my eyes
the tree branches
That all I had!
Where I slept.
I slept like a
With my back held high
In a chair.
Poem lines taken from my first Book of Black Stockings A Collection of Essays & Poems @360
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By – Author Opal Ingram
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