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The Awakening

by Billie Beldyga (writer), , May 05, 2010

Born in 1963 to a black man and white woman, being bi-racial during those times was still somewhat of an anomaly. This poem was written about the first time I realized my "fro" made me different.

Sunlight streams through
the living- room window
casting a shadow of
the rhythmic movement
of her 6-year old "mixed" self.

Light skin, dancing, swaying...
fingers snapping cooly to the hypnotic
voice of Al Green singing
on the radio...
"Let's, let's stay..together.

The groove is interrupted
as she catches a glimpse
of her self...being mimicked
by the shadow dance on the floor.

She never realized
until that very moment
when she moves...
her hair...
remains still.
SO different than all those
around her.

an awakening.

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By Billie Beldyga on May 06, 2010 at 02:33 pm

Melody, I've always been quite defiant when it comes to filling out those forms. I too, would check Caucasian and African-American or not check any and instead write, "human race."

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By Billie Beldyga on May 23, 2010 at 05:36 am

Thank you Corinne. Appreciate any and all feedback.

Never played Scrabble on FB but there's a first time for everything.


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