The Late Bloomer

The Late Bloomer  by Too Tall Joanz©

Who do you think you are
reaching for the stars
at your age?
You too old to be commanding
the stage
Sistah Joanz
I don’t care ’bout you being Harlem’s Own
you too grown
for young, busy minds
It looks like you left
all your could’ve-beens behind
Yo’ time
is done
It’s time to pass the torch to another one
but that would be dumb
because you’re still
on the first rung
of the ladder
so whoever is coming after
you
won’t have much to do
except
step on your neck
and it’s ashame too
because like your old coach
said “You could’ve been the greatest”
back in the day
when the WNBA became the latest
it-thang for the tall girl
but your world
doesn’t consist of sports
Pass you a mic not a ball, huh?
How you gon’ be Too Tall
for that?
What else can you do
stacked
at 72 inches?
Pigeons
live in yo toes
so
you don’t have what it takes
to model no clothes
Now tell me Sistah Joanz
what you got all that fo’?
You use it
to clean the tops of fridges
being bridges
between short people
and top shelves
but what else
you got?
You stopped
rocking the mic
knowing life
just ain’t living
if you couldn’t write
Now at 40
you finally wanna see the light?
Can you say Late Bloomer?
Ain’t no room for
no sprouting Generation X
to be the next
best thing
and your youngest child
is going on 13
Wrap it up
that’s enough
Why you still going
with the flow?
I laid it on the table
why you need to let it go
You just gonna show me
that verses keep a-flowing
and no matter what I say
that you’re gonna keep on going?
Reppin’ that late bloomer, huh?
Like a Sistah’s still growing!

12 thoughts on “The Late Bloomer

  1. Oh my gosh… you just kill me. You are one fabulous poet and I would personally hunt you down were you to stop. Okay, I’m not a stalker… I’m just trying to make a point and I am certain that your kids just love that you write too. Keep rockin who you are. Don’t let the voices get you down. That always happens when people see the light you shine. They try to dampen it out to make it glow just like their own. Never a has-been always reaching to be…

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    1. Thank you for believing in me Sis. I made a decision to give poetry all I got. And I’m sticking with it. It is my therapy. It is you fellow poets that light my fire. I wake up with my coffee looking for my poetry fix off of your artistry. Just know I take you into my art and it is always a pleasure.

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      1. Oh, you better! 🙂 I truly mean it. The strength of your voice and character is amazing. Much larger than life as it should be.

        I know exactly what you mean about it being therapy. I think that is why I hold on to it as well and I’m so glad I can help (if I do). Were your poetry in a volume worth of poems, I swear yours would stand out… no matter whose poems were in there.

        Just know… I like to encourage others, always, but I would not lie. I don’t go the lengths for everyone’s writes I read. Yours are incredibly worthy.

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      2. You’re more than welcome. I have pep talks with myself when I need it 🙂 It probably is not the same at all, but it’s the best I can do 😉 You’re welcome.

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  2. Oh, and I forgot to say… as a complete shorty (who would never be asked to join any basketball team) I totally smiled at the lines…

    being bridges
    between short people
    and top shelves

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      1. Man, we were forced to play in high school and had to sit out every game. As soon as I would get out there, I would twist my ankle.

        I rarely ask for help at the grocery store, although once it was offered. I usually will try to climb or find someone who works there. If I ever do ask again – I am certain I will think of you and smile 🙂

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      2. Ha! Don’t let me talk about all the excuses I made up not to play! I know I drove my coach crazy but I did try initially. I’m an artist not an athlete. Hopefully when you find yourself needing a tall hand, one of my giants will be of assistance. With you in spirit my friend.

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