“My Mother wrote this piece in 1983. Here we are in 2020, dealing with the same issues. THERE MUST BE CHANGE! It’s not enough to march & protest. AS HUMAN BEINGS, we ALL must ban together & change the laws & policies in place. THIS MUST BE A SYSTEMATIC CHANGE, that’s then perpetuated globally.”~Maxwanette A Poetess
This narrative poem was a personal creation & combination of the poets experiences & that of others. It shines a bright light, on what many women have gone through, are going through & may go through, during one of the most precious moments in life. “Woman In Travail” is deeply felt.
This piece was written, based on the poets personal view of life, her surroundings & the messages that the earth gives us, letting us know it’s displeased with mankind’s heartlessness. It’s an awesome gathering of words, which renders deep thought.
This piece was created, based on the poets, deep felt admiration & respect for her fellow woman & co-workers. She was also an RN (Registered Nurse) and dedicated to her job & role, of helping and saving others.
In life, we share things & our gifts with one another daily. Good, bad and or the ugly, we exchange with one another. This poet reflects her views on it.
“The Unlimited Mind” – By, Hyacinth W.M.
“The Unlimited Mind”, Pg. 88 – By, Hyacinth W.M.
“The Unlimited Mind”, Pg.105
(Background picture is of the Poet’s childhood community & home in Jamaica)
“What you do today can improve all of your tomorrows.”- Ralph Martson
(Original Picture From Google)
So many of you know I’m a Poet😉.
I’ve stated a few times that, “Poetry is in my DNA!” 😂. My Mom, “Hyacinth W.” was a published Poet (amongst a slew of other accomplishments) & my siblings write poetry as well. We also come from a strong line of Jamaican Storytellers.
💥📚Mom’s creation is, “The Unlimited Mind.” And of course mine are, “Poetry, Language Of the Soul & The Poetic Storm, Vol. II.” My Mom transcended In 2018 from Breast Cancer, but this project will do her proud.📚💥
This being said, I’ve decided that my next project will be a collaboration of my Moms poetry & my own.
So Stay tuned!😁✍🏾✍🏾✍🏾
~Maxwanette A Poetess
“Namastè & One Love”❤️💛💚
Hyacinth W. was my Mom. She was my first exposure to Poetry. In my book, Maya Angelou is right up there with my Mom…Literally,😇 These Poetesses, taught me plenty, whether they knew it or not.
My Mom, allowed me to recite at one of her Poetry recitals, in Brooklyn, NY. I was a mere 12 years old. I don’t miss her like some may think. Yes, it’s nice seeing her in the flesh. But it’s a feeling of greatness & depth, feeling her within my being, embracing her energy and that of my family & Ancestors.
I chose to share a few pieces of her works, especially geared towards “Black” History Month, for even as a child like many, I grew up with racism & injustice daily. I grew up watching “Like It Is”, with Gil Noble & watching political debates. It was during these times especially, that my Siblings & I were free and encouraged to give our input. I was the only one who relished this with my Mom. It was our special time of bonding & overstanding. Our ciphers were DEEP.
Deep because as a young “Black”, female child, the goings on of the world around me, was drenched in trying to make it & to survive. These struggles strengthened & damaged all at the same time. Looking back, we were like POW’s…At least that’s how it felt to me, growing up in the ’70s, ’80s, ’90s, and here we are Today.
In the eyes of many children, their parents & adults seem BRILLIANT. I wondered as a child why were things so difficult. The answer always seemed blatantly clear to me. Stop treating people poorly, especially people of color. These were adults, acting like hateful & ignorant children. Again as a child, it never made sense & the answer was right there, plain as day. As an adult, it’s shameful that today my Mom’s poetry of the plight of “Blacks”, still rings true. As a people, we’ve come far, but we’ve gotten nowhere close to where we should or could be. “All Lives Matter.” But not all lives of 1 particular race has & still is being demolished, “ALL OVER THE WORLD.”
I’m one for Love & Unity of the entire “HUMAN RACE.” I use the term “Namastè & One Love” all over my Blog & other Social Media pages. Why? Because within my heart, mind, & Soul I know that loving of Self & Others, is the key to the existence of Humanity. However, the struggles continue.
The system of things, the utter brainwashing, the dumbing down has us in a precarious situation & position on the human chain. Racism still exists, Slavery still exists, Slaughtering of our race by the system/self-sabotage still exists. And my Moms words reflective of the “African Diaspora”, still cut through the senses like a saturated blade…
“Namastè & One Love”❤️💛💚
*Original picture of the young lady: Google.
“Sometimes That Break Is Needed – To Remain Sane Or to Repair the Sanity”
© 1983 Hyacinth W-M., Pg. 89, All Rights Reserved.
© 1983 Hyacinth W-M., Pg. 67, All Rights Reserved.
© 1983 Hyacinth W-M., Pg. 103, All Rights Reserved.
*From my Mother’s published book of poetry called “The Unlimited Mind”
© 1983 Hyacinth W-M., Pg. 34. All Rights Reserved.