December 7, 2016 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

J Maher



Opal Ingram



The Photographer



I regulate those snap shots the walls within the one that no one

wants to hear about the past struggles in the deep, the victories

the light, I walk through the valley

the painted signs the torn up streets gentleman with their briefcases,

ladies with their bags I sit in front of the cafe sipping on

straight black coffee in its tiny cup

I see the face of every race the strange

the beautiful the different I regulate those snap shots

I see the dresses and the hats fill with laughter and good cheer

some fill with fear but I see the beauty the

walls within I see the steps oh so tall I see the painted signs

I see the university I see the park.

I see the monument oh so grand I walk through no one should ask.

The other what you thinking?

I sit my glasses so clear birds are everywhere in their existence I sit

besides a stranger lonely is present but I feel the warmth.

I see the pleasure the sun shining bright,

the skies clear, I see the children playing in the sand I see

the swings fill with smiley faces

I see the man playing the guitar

Who does not want to hear.

The drummer across the way

Drumming  away.

I regulate those snaps shops

I am the photographer.








The Journey



I travel up yonder way

Near the valley below,

I look over the

Mountain top

I stare through a tiny glare,

My eyes became teary eye

I had the same dreams as my

Ancestors before, they look

From the same ship aboard

And rail road track afar

Some stories painted in stone.

Some taken from rail road philosophy.

Carried on our backs.

Paths of yesterdays

Of only thoughts convey.

I saw the rain

I saw the moon

Beneath the wind.

The sky it was misty

And gray the moon pass

Through like a shadow

I stood tall. In my journey

My soul kept quiet

I felt pain

I travel up

yonder way

Near the bay

where those who pave the way before.













Opal Ingram - Tuck Magazine

Opal Ingram

Opal Ingram is a Poet/ Author from the Lower East Side NYC . She currently Resides In Troy, NY. Her Passion For Writing began in her childhood.

Opal Ingram also has a Facebook Poetry group, Opal Expressions Poetry aka- Poetress Mystic.


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