Collaboration Poem “Bleeding Summer City Sidewalks” by David L O’Nan & R.D. Johnson

photo by Ahmed

Bleeding Summer City Sidewalks

David (the stresses)

Nibbling hard on frozen lips, little veins with child bearing hips
She was walking into the eyes of the Queen city.
Being judged by the hustlers and the wandering hands.
Her feet can’t shuttle fast behind her buried toes.
Bunched up and forgotten.  Where is the heavenly triumph?
Let me live again.  Shedding fingernails onto the street again.
Shedding heartaches by the fleeting men.
She watches children grow and wonder if they even know.
When will dad be home behind the banging doors, leave us some
Old shit from bargain bins. Can’t sing the gospel . Can’t paint away the sins.
Of the bleeding Cincinnati.  Begin to rewrite scripture in every bead 
of our sweat.

Left behind in Covington is her Lil' sis  
Working a tavern til the morning shift
She has an ex with a heart, and an ex who don't.  One has the check, one has the knife to her throat. Threats, threats, so many threats.
When morning divorce ended with midnight clips. Not for cuts, but a finality.
She closed her eyes and swung for the totality of him falling to the past, fall to the river. He stalked her down and she won. Or she thought. Blue lights boom can they tell the hero from the felon?
 Let her talk, just let her talk. You yell shut up and don't let the lady talk.
She was bleeding for Cincinnati.  And they say they have to wait for some cold hard truth. Like the hours of ignored calls them weren't convincing. 


R.D (the recovery)

Bleeding but not broken
Every bruise shows her journey
The perseverance
The adversity she overcame to arrive here
She wasn’t washed up by the Ohio River from the Kentucky side
She arrived with a purpose 
A sentiment to her past
In how she will not go back to her former life
Onward and upwards 
Cincinnati is the land of hills and valleys
She knows them all too well


She finally was heard 
When she met with the many women of the Midwest
The union instilled a sisterhood amongst them that was an unbreakable bond
The bleeding had to stop
Now, Cincinnati can be strong 
Covington can be strong
Lady Liberty will let them all be strong 


Bios:

Follow R.D. Johnson on twitter @r_d_Johnson                                                                                     R.D. Johnson is a pushcart nominee, a best of the net nominee for Fevers of the Mind  "(Not Just On) Juneteenth"    Reggie is an author reigning out of Cincinnati, Ohio. At the age of 9, he found a love for writing while on summer vacation. With influences from music, Reggie has created a rhythmic style of writing to tell his personal experiences and beyond.  Reggie has several books available on all major online retailers and his work can be seen in various literary magazines. He currently has two columns, Drunken Karaoke featured on Daily Drunk Magazine & REPLAYS featured on The Poetry Question. https://thepoetryquestion.com/category/replay-rdj/  

Current bio for Fevers of the Mind’s David L O’Nan editor/writing contributor to blog.  

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Bare Bones Writings Issue 1 is out on Paperback and Kindle

Cover photo by Paul Brookes of Wombwell

Bare Bones Writings is an extension of http://www.Feversofthemind.com . Themes we are Looking for Poetry/prose/articles/other styles of writing are for Adhd Awareness, Mental Health, Anxiety, Culture, History, Social Justice, LGBTQ Matters/Pride, Love, Poem series, sonnets, physical health, pandemic themes, Trauma, Retro/pop culture, inspired by music/songwriters, inspired by classic & current writers, frustrations. Artwork. Music, Poetry, Book reviews.

Issue 1 includes tributes to poets/writers that contributed to Fevers of the Mind in the past including Kari Ann Flickinger, Scott Christopher Beebe & Dai Fry.

A Fevers of the Mind Musician Spotlight on the albums of Marissa Nadler.

Short Interviews from the Quick-9 interview series with Khalisa Rae, Ron Sexsmith, & Shaindel Beers.

Poetry/Writings from Kari Ann Flickinger, Dai Fry, Scott Christopher Beebe, Paul Brookes, Bill Abney, Ankh Spice, David L O’Nan, Robert Frede Kenter (with poems about Lou Reed), Glenn Barker, Rc deWinter, K Weber, Robin McNamara, Elizabeth Cusack, an art/poetry collaboration between Lia Brooks & Phil Wood, the first 5 poems from Hiraeth Series by Kushal Poddar, Barney Ashton-Bullock, Spriha Kant, Jennifer Patino (with a poem inspired by Audrey Hepburn) and artwork by Maggs Vibo, Matthew M C Smith, HilLesha O’Nan, Lily Maureen O’Nan, Ken Benes, Jessica Weyer Bentley, R.D. Johnson, Ojo Victoria Ilemobayo, Norb Aikin, Andrew Darlington, Liam Flanagan, Christina Strigas, Lorraine Caputo, Conny Borgelioen, Adrian Ernesto Cepeda, Colin Dardis, Petar Penda, Helen Openshaw, Matthew Freeman, Christian Garduno, Eileen Carney Hulme, Colin James, Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal, Marisa Silva-Dunbar, Kate Garrett, A.R. Salandy, John Chinaka Onyeche, Doryn Herbst

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Poetry by R.D. Johnson: Loss (In My Heart, On My Mind)

Losing

Our

Selves

Slowly

That’s exactly what it means

Because if we experience loss what is there to gain?

Sure the magnitude of each occurrence

Quakes you to your earth’s core

Breaking the Richter scale of our sanity

We are left with memories

Feelings, emotions

A chain of events tying together how

Light can travel through the darkness

As in reality, we are left to wonder

We are all traveling through a book of blank pages

Writing line by line

Of a story that we hope to published in the archives of the sands of time

And hope that it doesn’t succumb to quicksand

We are in the seventh month of this year

Of this decade

That continues to remind me of how precious life is

I could care less about anything that doesn’t

Attribute to peace, prosperity

And the pursuit of happiness

Aligning myself more and more

As these losses we experience will continue to occur

Its inevitable

I dedicate this piece to each and everyone of you

That has experienced a loss of any magnitude

There no words to describe this feeling

This grief

This emotion

All I can say is to be strong

Reflect on the good

And as unbearable as it will be

Your life will continue

Be strong for them

I just know that they’ll be in my heart

On my mind

Right on time

All the time

Poetry: Six Minutes Nineteen on 6/19 by R.D. Johnson

Juneteenth Poem – Six Minutes Nineteen on 6/19

Here we are 
I began curating this poem
Six minutes 19 seconds in
To what has become a national holiday
Just two years ago
Two years ago it took a bunch of pain
And senselessness
For us to bring to the fore front
A moment in history that happened years ago
To become relevant in everyone’s mind
We needed it to become Americanized 
For the select few to humanize themselves
And go back read about the events that took place on this day in 1865
But no, I’ve seen it all
The decorations
The attempts at change
The celebrations
All taking place within a world so broken
Yes the steps are taken but look at one’s feet
To see the cracked ground that the now enlightened walk upon
The fragility of it all
It’s looking like 2020 Part 2
Shackles still remain just a little loosened
That’s because more and more people continue to be shackled in their own way
So have your parties
Have your events 
Have your jubilations
Just make sure that learning is taking place 
In the end we just want understanding
We can’t change the past
And the future is never promised
So make the change in the present



Bio: Follow R.D. Johnson on twitter @r_d_Johnson                                                                                     R.D. Johnson is a pushcart nominee, a best of the net nominee for Fevers of the Mind  "(Not Just On) Juneteenth"    Reggie is an author reigning out of Cincinnati, Ohio. At the age of 9, he found a love for writing while on summer vacation. With influences from music, Reggie has created a rhythmic style of writing to tell his personal experiences and beyond.  Reggie has several books available on all major online retailers and his work can be seen in various literary magazines. He currently has two columns, Drunken Karaoke featured on Daily Drunk Magazine & REPLAYS featured on The Poetry Question. https://thepoetryquestion.com/category/replay-rdj/      

https://feversofthemind.com/2022/06/17/poetry-by-r-d-johnson-not-just-on-juneteenth/

https://feversofthemind.com/2021/02/17/4-poems-by-r-d-johnson-malcolm-martin-angels-dr-kings-dream-february-1st/

https://feversofthemind.com/2021/07/26/a-review-from-thank-you-for-the-content-iii-by-r-d-johnson-reggie-d-johnson/


Poetry by R.D. Johnson : (Not Just On) Juneteenth

(Not Just On) Juneteenth

Been a little over year
Of people having to be reminded of what black is
A reminder of the anger and a reminder of the sadness
Still the fact is
It shouldn’t take a trauma for you to understand a trauma
Only thing we are doing is piling it up
Adding a comma
Some try to be empathetic others will just call it drama
And God got something for they ass
I’m a call it karma
What goes around comes back around
And let’s just use it to describe 2020
We traded chains and shackles 
For cuffs and death
Something we saw too many
A nation went from uniting like minded people
To further put a division between everyone
To the point that folks can’t even be subtle with their racism
So what can one do?
We continue to be a voice
We continue to be the change
We continue to persevere
We have to…
We have to withstand any and everything
Now so those that come after us don’t have to as hard
Just as generation after generation had to
Just remember me as the bridge
Someone on the journey to a better life
I’m black
I’m proud
Give me my flowers while I’m here
And not just on Juneteenth
Everyday 
And don’t forget me when I’m gone


Bio: Follow R.D. Johnson on twitter @r_d_Johnson                                                                                     R.D. Johnson is a pushcart nominee, a best of the net nominee for Fevers of the Mind  "(Not Just On) Juneteenth"    Reggie is an author reigning out of Cincinnati, Ohio. At the age of 9, he found a love for writing while on summer vacation. With influences from music, Reggie has created a rhythmic style of writing to tell his personal experiences and beyond.  Reggie has several books available on all major online retailers and his work can be seen in various literary magazines. He currently has two columns, Drunken Karaoke featured on Daily Drunk Magazine & REPLAYS featured on The Poetry Question. https://thepoetryquestion.com/category/replay-rdj/      


A Review from “Thank You For the Content III” by R.D. Johnson (Reggie D. Johnson)

4 Poems by R.D. Johnson : Malcolm & Martin, Angels, Dr. King’s Dream & February 1st (re-post)