March 9, 2010

Diary...Renaissance Man

Diary of a Renaissance Man

Excerpt from Book Five of The Evans Poetry Collection, "Diary of a Renaissance Man:  Axioms, Aphorisms, Art, and Poetry":

That Night at the Martinique

That night at the Martinique was grand

I had to walk tall like a gentleman

Two smiling faces greeted me at the door

I took a ticket and graced the floor

Chandeliers draped down with an effervescent glow

Familiar folk fancied more than a fashion show

They escorted me to my table up front,

I detoured to the open bar

I awaited the calling of my name: A slowly rising star!

When my name was called, I didn’t miss a beat

I walked with pride, with passion inside, and felt my body heat

 

I said:

“With veins that run deep in my soul
Vessels more precious than pure gold

A being so uniquely defined

Beauty that cannot be denied
Full of life

Hope

History

Of goodness
Grace
Destiny

From a perfect model molded by

Mighty, masterful hands

An awesome creature

No small wonder

I am a man”

Lights were flashing

The crowd started clapping

Then, I decided to offer more

I added:

 
“Now, you may wonder where my poetry comes from

The answer, I wish was simple

For my poetry is the product of an unplanned conception

A timeless labor of love

That wakes me up in the middle of the night

Kicking, pulling, tugging on my insides

Causing me to leap up out of my bed and race

For a strip of paper, a pencil, or pen

Giving me the strength to leave home

With my single-Mother, two little sisters

In our one-bedroom apartment on the third floor

Where we, sometimes, wondered where our next meal

Was coming from

Forcing me to contemplate the importance, impact,

And hold that it would someday have on my life

With omnipresence, poetry overwhelms me

It fills my mind

An open oasis of ideation, sounds, semantics,

Experiences

That must be shared

Brought to life…”

 
At that moment, I knew that my fate had been sealed

I had opened up, freed myself

My wounds had been healed

That night at the Martinique was grand

Because I was no longer a man,

But had become a Renaissance Man!

 
Acres of Green and Oceans of Blue: Diary of a Runaway (2000)

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More Than a Club Kid: Man Versus Self (2002)

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Things That Make My World Go ‘Round (2003, 2007)

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How Deep I Can Be: Lessons and Confessions (2005)

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Diary of a Renaissance Man:  Axioms, Aphorisms, Art, and Poetry (2007)

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