Sometimes we find things when we least expect them. That’s what happened
to me. “Seek and ye shall find,” that’s what the ‘good book’ says. I was not
looking for this particular ‘thing’ that I found. Let me explain.
I am a published writer and poet, with poetry being my first love.
I have poetry on the brain. I wake up thinking about it and it is the last thing
I think about before I retire at night. In my spare time, which I am having
less and less of these days, I surf the online poetry sites.
As I was surfing the poetry websites, I came across a poem that touched my
heart and soul. I wrote the author and expressed how I felt about the poem.
The way the author spelled their name, I was looking forward to a female poet’s reply.
When I received the reply, I was a bit surprised, if not shocked to find out it was a male.
I figured this poem was just a fluke, so I went over to the site to read more of his work.
I enjoyed reading his work. I will call my friend, LB. Although, our backgrounds are
different, racially, socially and spiritually, we get along fine, NOW. We did not get along
at all, in the beginning. You see, LB, is a recovering cocaine addict. There were times
when I thought it was not worth it to keep writing him, but I continued to write him and
he would always answer right back. I had let him know I had just finished reading the
entire Bible. He was impressed but, at the same time, a little cynical about me believing
everything I read. He also told me about his wife’s views on people that were not,
‘White.’ She felt that anyone who was of a different color was inferior.
I had to let him know right then that the woman he was writing, was smart and Black!
He was a bit surprised, but not daunted in the least.
LB’s father passed away during our correspondence. His dad had been confined to a
wheelchair, and LB chose to take care of him. I always told LB to tell his father how
much he loved him. LB now finds more time to ride his motorcycle. Yes, he is a biker.
Our friendship has truly grown since it started over six years ago.
LB, respects me as a woman, poet and friend. My favorite poem is by, Maya Angelou
entitled, ‘Phenomenal Woman.’ This is what he thinks I am. I think he is a, ‘Phenomenal
Man.’ I will have to get LB’s consent to have this story published so if you are
reading this story you know he gave me permission to have it published.
LB, may be a recovering cocaine addict, but he is also my, ‘addiction.’
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