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She Does It All

Hi everyone. Just self-published my first children’s book, She Does It All.

Kids get to finish the book by illustrating the verses.

Fun!

She’s bumping the bumper who bumped on his bump,

And jumps with the jumper who’s jumping the jump.

She’s pacing the pacer who paced the quick pace,

And chases the chaser who’s chasing the chased.

She’s dialing the dialer who dialed the dial,

And smiles with the smiler who smiling his smile.

Available at https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08CG8B9MG

Product details

  • Paperback: 44 pages
  • Publisher: Independently published (July 3, 2020)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-13: 979-8632392976
  • ASIN: B08CG8B9MG
  • Product Dimensions: 8 x 0.1 x 10 inches

 


Say When 060320

There were so many moments

You could have stopped

If you had compassion

If you showed mercy.

 

When he stopped struggling

When he stopped asking

His (dead) mother for help

When he fell unconscious

When he stopped breathing

When he lost his pulse

But you continued

To choke his dead body

For another three minutes.

 

Was your hatred so great

That death wasn’t

Punishment enough

For being a black man?


Dear Mr. President 060220

Dear Mr. President,
Do you think by using
overwhelming force
against your own people,
you will accomplish anything?
You are not even putting
a bandage on a gunshot wound.

The anger that your people feel
cannot be contained
if they are forced back
into their homes
or prison cells.

There is no justification for people
to commit acts of violence
against innocent people.
It is wrong when committed
by an individual
or the government.

The problem is a racist system.
The problem is not a brick through a window.
You cannot solve the problem
by silencing the victims.

Racism exists
On city streets,
In quiet neighborhoods,
In public parks.

In the Inquisition there was a saying,
You have not converted a man because you have silenced him.
Social inequalities will not go away
unless we make them go away,
through legislation
through education
through a redistribution of wealth.

Patriots say, freedom is not free!
But neither is equality.
Neither is justice.
We need to fight for equality.
We need to fight for justice.
Not only when it is in the news,
But every moment that we breathe.

Victims have long memories.
We will remember the knee on his neck.
We will remember the plea for mercy.
We will remember the death
in a quiet neighborhood.
We will remember the call to the police.

The troops you send against us,
Will not wipe those injustices,
Or the thousand others from our memory.
Change will.

 


Article on A.F. Winter

In the Summerville Journal Scene, my local paper.

It also may be the reason why I should never give interviews!

Please click on the link below.

Article


loved love

I have someone whom I loved,

love.

 

she is not far away,

nearly.

 

I only think of happy times,

sadly.

 


dead words 02/2020

dead words on a page

 

i liked them so much better

when they were in my mind.

they danced, they jumped

they changed

as i tried to get them right.

 

They begged me to write them down,

But when I did,

They were empty, ugly, and dead,

Frozen in time and space,

In an effort to be validated.

 


In Love’s Twilight

In Love’s Twilight

My ninth book but who’s counting?

Two One-Act plays with small casts and minimal sets about senior citizens.

The Colliers, is an award winning comedy about the Collier brothers, who stayed with each other to the bitter end.
Fresh Yogurt, is a play which reminds us that it is never too late to fall in love.

Price  $8.99

Paperback: 88 pages
Publisher: TKOIC Publishing (December 13, 2019)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1463743106
ISBN-13: 978-1463743109

Available through Amazon   https://www.amazon.com/dp/1463743106

Or on my website – http://www.afwinter.com


the old man

He sat by the side of the road.

“Come in old man where it is safe!”

“I’ll stay right here,” he said.

“No matter which side wins,

I will soon be forgotten.”

 

Remember when the old lived long enough to become a burden?

Lived long enough to outlive their usefulness to society?

 


Words part 2

I used to know what love is.

But now I count my steps

And watch my calories.

God only gives us,

what we can handle.

 


Jack-o’-lanterns

Two plastic jack-o’-lanterns

From the Halloween two months ago

Face each other on the coffee table.

 

I did not put them out then,

To invite the little princesses and goblins to visit.

They sat inside where they sit now.

 

I have not touched them since I bought them.

Why haven’t I put them away?

I pass them many times a day.

 

I look at them.

And berate myself.

“It is no longer Halloween.

It is almost Christmas,

Why won’t you put them up?

They don’t belong here!”

 

My shoes have grown roots.

I can no longer pass.

I stare, transfixed at the sagging shapes

In muted orange.

 

They watch each other as I watch them,

Unable to move.

Unable to welcome others or

Give curious happiness

For a moment or two.