The First Time
The first time I stepped on a plane, it took a bag of candy
The first time I stepped off a plane, my stomach learned what my mother held, namely that I shouldn't be greedy
The first time I made to kiss
The first time, I do believe, I missed
The first time wasn't the greatest
The first time was about togetherness
The first time the blow came towards me on the playground
The first time I beheld that turning the other cheek, as a practical philosophy, stood on shaky ground
The first time I held someone back, and said cool down your temper
The first time I myself exercised restraint, that one I remember
The first time I practiced what I preached
The first time I was well and truly deceived
The first time I made a lasting friend
The first time, as god is my witness, I realized there would be no end
The first time I had no shame
The first time I played that game
The first time I heard you sigh
The first time I made you cry
The first time I swallowed my pride, and tried to conjure a smile
The first time something small inside me irrevocably died
The first time I bore the strength of my convictions
The first time I betrayed my heart, it was confounding
The first time the car flipped and I pulled my cousin as he tried to leap out of the window
The first time I saw someone die, and learned that no one is promised tomorrow
The first time the dam broke, unbidden, and out poured the torrent of tears
The first time I remembered the feeling and cried harder, even after all those years
The first time I revealed something of myself, I felt as if I was nude
The first time I broke the veil was really just a prelude
The first time I heard my daughter's cry
The first time my son broke that mischievous smile
The first time the customary pay raise to beat inflation was summarily denied
The first time they called it a resource action, the coinage letting me know that I was fired
The first time I trafficked in fictions
The first time I mastered the art of misdirection
The first time the soldiers came to the house, I was nine years old
The first time exile beckoned that dawn in the Amsterdam airport, good Lord, it was cold
The first time that class of five year olds burst into laughter at how I pronounced pipe in French
The first time, months later, this 9 year old skipped four grades, and exacted a kind of revenge
The first time I was lampposted I thought it was quite rude
The first time I lampposted someone, it was I that was being cruel
The first time I was plagiarized I was outraged and furious
The first time Ghana beat the USA at the World Cup I was delirious
The first time I laughed so hard I couldn't believe the extent to which I was amused
The first time the full weight of human malevolence left me feeling abused
The first time I faced overt racism I was quite confused
The first time I faced microaggressions I was rather bemused
The first time I visited a zoo was in London, 1980, the special exhibit was a white man in a cage
The first time I was taunted about my race, I retorted that "You, yes you, are the ignorant savage"
The first time I run unthinking towards the burglar coming up the stairs I couldn't believe
The first time I rushed my son to the emergency room, like him I could hardly breathe
The first time I failed, there was a mountain of regret
The first time I made a conscious decision to forget
The first time a reader said thanks for what you're doing
The first time my dad said my poetic gestures were improving
The first time I grew something successfully from seed
The first time I wrote a poem that I thought I could keep
The First Time, a playlist
A soundtrack for this note (spotify version)
- Never as Good as the First Time by Sade
- The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face by Roberta Flack
- First Time I Met the Blues by Buddy Guy
- Betray My Heart by D'Angelo
- Feels like the First Time by Corinne Bailey Rae
I wondered how she could sing after losing her husband so young. This is how she showed us - Our First Time by Bruno Mars
- Just Like the First Time by Freddie Jackson
- The First Time by Surface
- First Time by Macy Gray
- First Time by Jaheim
- First Time by J Dilla
Observers are worried
File under: culture, observation, perception, humour, life, aging, race, immigration, Ghana, USA, family, grief, wist, whimsy, experience, sensory, Small Things, Observers are worried, Social Living, poetry, toli
Writing log: May 8, 2021
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