DEE FREEMAN
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“This poetry addresses life from a woman’s point of view as she journeys…searching every nook and cranny; scanning the heavens and peering into the depths of her soul to find awareness, answers and truth.. Join Dee in her zealous quest to ignite newness you’ll forever cherish."
"The optimism in Dee Freeman’s third volume of poetry is just as contagious as in her first volume, Oceans of Love: To Us From Us… From the opening epigraph from Herman Hesse’s Reflections, which stresses the oneness of all living beings, to the self-eulogy that ends Part II of Poetry She Wrote, Freeman traverses a plethora of emotions from yearning… to resolution… I always knew she possessed tremendous spiritual beauty. I am glad she decided to share this beauty with the world in such a beautifully organic manner…."
Lovalerie King, PhD;
Assistant Professor of African American Literature,
Penn State University.
"Just imagine with me, a little kinky haired girl, who moves through life’s journey with a key stroke and a pen from knowing nothing about the world, to a star of a woman who can explore the universe through her poetry and declare “Still Me”…This is a masterpiece…A work of art. So genuine, so rich in thought, and so well blended in mind, body, and soul…"
Geraldine Smothers, MPA, RHIA, CSL, CPHQ
President and CEO, Professional Dynamic Network, Inc.
The Jordan Evans Institute.
Dee Freeman, a motivated, compelling poet, author, lyricist, singer, literary advocare, community activist, wife, mother and grandmother, plunges into her passion-writing. Her work has received commendations and awards. She provides The Lansing State Journal with articles; co-hosts “poetry slams” and shares her poetic talents at venues throughout Lansing and surrounding area. Previous books “Oceans of Love" and "Poetry She Wrote I”, are well received and her comcast TV show-Poetree-N-Motion has greatly expanded. She’s on target to complete her first and second novels in 2007.
A Northwood University alumnus, former Financial Analyst for General Motors, Freeman resides in Lansing, Michigan with her husband, Attny Myron Freeman, Sr. and is proud of her three adult children as they spread their own wings.
LOOKING FOR SANITY
Trying to locate from whence life itself comes,
I travel within the depths of my being and reflect
How has creation dealt such a mighty punch to
Even yet, bewilder life’s origin and destiny?
I seek to loose the bindings of my meager soul…to squelch
The flames of inner emotions-singeing desires
Though I sink deeper, d e e p e r
Peering into darkness
Longing for light to spring from gloom
Simultaneously, I rise from my abysmal depths
Rise…rising h i g h e r
Even here in solitude, my essence slumbers
Concealing diminishing, retreating sanity
My flaming desire erupts again and again
Intimate and utter solitude can no longer hold me
Captive within my self
My skin may enslave my muscles and bones
My brain may enslave my mind
Yet desires effortlessly erupt…
Bursting forth-as blood rushes to
Heal a wounded heart-
Frantically seeking to find
Within my depth
The force which will enlighten
Will tenderly touch and awaken
Will open up a renewed awareness…
Thus, compassionately aroused
Still, desparately searching and
Yet, lovingly transformed
I find peaceful…
I find meaningful…
I find anticipated…
SANITY!!!
SELF PORTRAIT
As the years swiftly pass by
And I find more years behind me than ahead
As my once dark thick hair has thinned
And drained to silver upon my head
I will still dream and reminisce on
Exciting times I once had
Prompting me to exhibit a portrait unfinished
That without touchups could make me sad
I’ve welded brushes of life-sometimes dripping full
Sometimes empty-to the naked canvas of my soul
I observe a need to erase traits of sorrow and bitterness
Touching them up with wisdom to make a masterpiece whole
This self portrait of life I continue to paint
With soft colors of every hew
Hoping to cover smears of bitter regret, yet uncover
Happy yesteryears with brightness streaking through
When the picture is finished, the brilliant hews of life
Dim and slowly fade from view
I want my self portrait to emit a radiant
Love and legacy spilling warm over the edges
Of my heart
Driping
Spreading all over
From me to you
