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A poemoir for Black History Month...

Freedman's Soliloquy...

Soon I’ll be heading back to the farm where no one was FREE. Where the crops were ripe in the field, but the slave was unapparent property.

The overseer is mindful to make sure his subjects stay in their place while violence and brutality spread throughout the open wide space.

Evil eyes gaze me down, but I’ll not shed one teardrop. The hatred was like crabs in a barrel trying to crawl their way to the top.

And like an Eagle in the face of a storm, the taste of freedom makes it difficult to conform.

Fleeing thoughts consume the mind as I look for inspiration and solace. The spirit is weak, but faith unshaken as I hold tight to the Lords promise.

Sneering and wicked faces expose---an unpleasant contemplation. But a ‘Freed Man’ will always remember---the day he escapes the plantation.

Lorenzo (Wren) for short---but known  by loved ones as "Big Poppa"

Lorenzo (Wren) for short---but known  by loved ones as "Big Poppa"

The Spirit is weak, but faith unshaken.
— Big Poppa

I dedicate this poem to my “Big Poppa” who in 1896 (a slave) was born into a tribe of the Iroquoian family. Lorenzo (Wren) for short, married my grandmother, Big Mama, and he built her a beautiful home on the top of a hill where they raised 11 children (one of which was my mother). There are too many grandchildren to count, however, I’m honored that I was alive to see his legacy, which was surrounded by land, livestock, and much love in God’s country. Big Poppa would own more land than any of his neighbors. In fact, he would say that “land is the only thing a Freeman can hold his hat on when times were tough.” 

My Big Poppa was a Freemason, a deacon, carpenter, farmer, businessman, civil rights activist; he had a highway named in his honor, and he lived to see the ripe young age of 98. However, what I remember most about my “Big Poppa” was his confident and robust personality. He was a proud man and well respected in the community and his favorite saying was, “The spirit is weak, but the faith is unshaken.”    

 

                                                                              

 

R.I.P. “Big Poppa”   XOXO, EVF

 

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Why I am a HUGE "Downton Abbey" Fan...

Tonight begins the end of a 6 year run for PBS's popular TV drama, "Downton Abbey." I, like others, am a HUGE Downton Abbey 'FAN'---and I am saddened to see the 'Aristocratic drama' come to an end. That said, I will particularly miss the wit, wisdom, and charm of the "Dowager Countess" portrayed by the incomparable "Dame Maggie Smith;" my favorite character on the show. However, the entire cast is to be commended for allowing the "FANS" a sneak peak into greatness!

Thank you, Mr. Julian Fellowes (creator and writer) of Downton Abbey--- and PBS (WTTW-channel 11) for 6 glorious seasons! The writing was superb; the acting top-notch; and the historically themed costumes were gorgeous in every episode---to which the designer is to be commended for the achievement of painstaking detail to the Victorian era. The end result--- the world is beneficiaries of "Smart" "Sophisticated" "Quality" TV programming!!!

T H A N K  Y O U!!...

xoxo, EVF







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Happy New Year's...

I am extremely thankful for yet another blessed year in 2015! I started the year with a positive and upbeat spirit and I will end the year the same way---as I graciously look forward to 2016. Notwithstanding, I am especially blessed that my soon-to-be 86-year-old father is healthy, in sound mind, and is full of life! Father and I often joke about how mommy is probably running things in heaven because her personality on earth was so large (LOL).  So, I am beyond thankful that we can share this precious time together to reflect upon all our great family memories! Oh yeah, keep em' hopping-Fatty! -:)

That said, 2016 will be another year driven by God and I anxiously will follow. I have learned during my "soul-fulfilled" journey that as long as I put God first, all things are possible ("it's really that easy")! So, as I prepare to have lots of fun marketing my newly published book "Through My Mother's Voice, I Found My Own," one thing that I know for sure: "All things really are possible through God our Father" and therefore, I humbly pray for his many, many blessings for my family, friends, colleagues, and Achilles and I.

 

Happy New Year's everyone and have a safe, peaceful, and prosperous 2016. 

 

xoxo, EVF

www.evfrapiere.com

 

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Author's Note...

This is yet another TRUE STORY. Two years ago today, I wrote the attached poem with a heavy heart. In fact, as I recall, I was in a rather daunting space---having just buried my mom two weeks prior.  Isn't life funny---just when you think you are at your weakest point in life you learn that it's your strongest point---when you learn to lean on the Lord!

 

 

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The Perfect Gift...

Yesterday, I was pleasantly surprised (as I was feeling quite sad) due to all the "holiday" hoopla in the office. You see, I'm normally a very confident, positive, and upbeat individual---but I allowed my thoughts to wander down a path where I began to think more and more about my mom's passing two years ago, and how she and the family adored Christ Day; I guess you could say "I was having a moment." Nonetheless, several hours later, I would receive word from my publishing company that my debut book of poems went LIVE on AMAZON...

In Loving Memory to my mom (who adored holidays and entertaining)...

In Loving Memory to my mom (who adored holidays and entertaining)...

 

Needless to say, I'm so very thrilled! Additionally, I know that mom watches over me and she probably nudged one of the angels demanding him to send something nice to her middle daughter for Christ Day.

Thanks, Fatty! "Merci Beaucoup"... (Je t'aime)... -:)

xoxo EvF

"Through My Mother's Voice, I Found My Own" 

PURCHASE ON AMAZON: http://amzn.to/1Pmt9yk

 

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