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[nimalove999]

[nimalove999]

Something Different Size 9×12 Been experimenting with a few this this weekend. I want to do this one a larger scale #nimagirlproductions #artlife #solofme #free2bme #Nabbstract https://www.instagram.com/p/CYQLEdHLtz-/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nimalove999]

I blended this series outside with rain from the sky...a wonderful experience 9×12 series #Nabbstract #artlife #solofme #paint #series https://www.instagram.com/p/CYOBLONgvEI/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nimalove999]

Did a few Series New for 22 9×12 I am love this style its a little different but different can be good #free2bme #nimagirlproductions #solofme #paint #artlife #Nabbstract https://www.instagram.com/p/CYOAkR1g70_/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nimalove999]

Sunday Jan 2, 2022 Fb-live 9pm EST Part 2 Private Parts-Periods- & Peri-menopause The Talk The Play The Book #nimagirlproductions #free2bme #solofme #Health #letstalk https://www.instagram.com/p/CYNrhwrNp85/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nimalove999]

This Sunday Night 9pm EST Fb- Live Join The Conversation & Join The Journey PRIVATE PARTS PERIODS & PERI MENOPAUSE The Talk...The Book...The Play #nimagirlproductions #solofme #artlife #yesiam #free2bme https://www.instagram.com/p/CXpshkwNq8s/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nimalove999]

Growing up with the hope and a dream Walking to the field with my friends Paying attention to the sound of dogs in the distance and watching for straw hats, fat stomachs, and the smell of pipes filled with tobacco from men in town that tracked down and hung young boys that look like me for sport Watching out for White women that watched us and sometimes said thangs that a woman should never say to a child but we got the blame Sun blazing down heavy as ever Making beads of sweat cover our foreheads but we never cared. All we wanted to do was feel that stick glide through the air and hit that ball over the fence. Chores would have to be done first Be back in time for suppa Stay together Dont talk to anyone And never look a white man in the eyes Then and only then could we played...baseball Some of us as boys could swing, hit, and run just as good as those big men that folks paid to see Especially me I had big dreams on playing for money Traveling Being in a place where black and white folks would have to respect me Playing on a field and on a team where the color of your skin dont matter But that time is not now For now we special chosen few wear proudly the uniforms that we have Swinging our bats for the future Catching those curve balls Fast balls Tapping dirt from our shoes with the bat We will be yelled at Spat on Have our lives threatened Be thrown in jail Screamed upon Called monkey or tar baby But maybe...just maybe When this part is through We will make our mark Took a stand Kicked open doors And broken out windows Have are names in the history books They will make statues in our image Tell tall tales and some sad stories of our contributions They will put us in groups and watch as we beat most of these professional teams We were The Negro League Proud chosen few Swinging Hitting Running Catching And Kicking down doors in order for you to play today Photo by Nima #nimagirlproductions #photography #free2bme #solofme #artlife #Poem #poetry #baseball https://www.instagram.com/p/CXdEi0mr8Lt/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nimalove999]

Sometimes when I paint I am carried off into another time Another Space My face no longer my face Transported and blended onto the canvas for some to admire For some to turn their heads in disgust Using my fingers Toes Breast Nose Covering surfaces with my DNA Sharing shades of me that may have been hidden from the world Running back in time just to find That little girl with broken crayons She has a box of only 8 attempting to color the world Sad then because it was hard to color the oceans with almost nothing How does one color the sky being held at a minimum? Seems somewhat disrespectful To her surprise was given a box of 24 then she could color more Then 64 Doors opened and she paused as she realized that not everything was beautiful Could she still color the good....the bad and the not so pretty The grime? The Gritty? Poured all of the colors on the floor and allowed herself to explore The little Brown girl with the brown eyes began to color....to paint...to express And will continue to do so How she imagines blends chasing one another Having conversations Expressing themselves Dancing and mixing love Love....Because I love this Photo by Nima #NimaGirlProductions #solofme #free2bme #nimaspoetry #artlife #photography #Poem https://www.instagram.com/p/CXclc37rxPI/?utm_medium=tumblr