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My task on this earth is to write. As a poet, it is my responsibility to prick the human conscious. Since I was a child I always wanted to save humanity and I always believed love conquered all. I still hold to these childish ways for the sake of saving humanity. However, instead of debating my truths with individuals, I write the truth in poetic form for all to read.

Snappin' Out!

in more ways than one

ISBN-13-9880770074082

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who am I/ every woman it's true/ let me introduce myself to you/ from Tubman to Ross, and that's Diana not Betsy/ I paid the cost to be the boss. I am Eve in the garden, I am queen of the cotton field/ I am the mother of all nations, I am the wildest figment of your imagination. I am the mother of your children, I am the keeper of your name/ I am your wife, your friend, your comrade/ I am your distressed damsel and your confident dame. I can strut and shake it up like Tina, I can moan like none other than Nina Simone/ I can make you feel like king of everything, I can make you pant like a dog after a bone/ I will... from the poem Every Woman by Dessie Bey, Snappin' Out! in more ways than one.

Speak Easy

101 Poems

ISBN-68-3459876038524

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I dreamed a love without question, without reason / wrapped in a rhapsody of sky blue, all through the midnight hue/ I dreamed a love pure and true/ I dreamed a love sprinkled with fresh morning dew, I dreamed a love/ I dreamed of you. I dremed a love without question, without reason/ embraced in a poetic symphony, a concerto in perfect harmony/ I dreamed a love of romancing endlessly/ I dreamed a love of evening honey suckle serenity, I dreamed a love of you and me. I dreamed a love withoug question, without reason/ I dreamed... from the poem I Dreamed a Love by Dessie Bey, Speak Easy 101 Poems

Three Rivers Run Deep

A Pittsburgh Poet's Anthology

ISBN-56-6784659396375

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Invisible vapors escape from the bell of Coltrane's horn/ tones of a jazzical spirit encircle the universe/ moisture from Coltrane's soul satiates us, as Hathor, the Goddess of music bows to/ uplift the wind he blows from before/ before in the beginning. But Equiox was not the beginning eventhough the day of his birth/ with the breath that John Coltrane breathed into the mouthpiece of that saxophone/ he must have stretched back to before in the beginning/ to Shu, God of the wind and air, the very atmosphere/ to recreate a new tone/ to--- let everthing that have breath/ lifting the very core of our being/ open locked gates to free captive creativity/ as the spirit of inner-wind fills the ethers/ trapped for eons, conquering soundwaves... from The Transcendent John Coltrane by Dessie Bey, Three Rivers Run Deep: A Pittsburgh Poet's Anthology.

Mental Masturbation

Quit Playing with Yourself

ISBN-58-2459886032524

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I saw the greatest of the best of minds in this century of my time shattered piece by piece. Desire's illusion dragging men and women to the lowest pit of hell on earth, chasing the ever eluding dragon. Puff, puff, and puffing and going up in smoke. Souls becoming vacant temples inhabited by bloodsucking roaches crawling over the scum of their minds sacred earth for a piece... just a little piece of the rock. While a still sane and wise elder is rocking... rocking the souls of the infidels in the bosom of Abraham. As they burn in perdition here on earth. Rock of ages cleft for me. Gazing at what seems to be the Rock of Gibralter, fools gold on the bowl of your glass blown pipe that you handle as if "fragile" was stamped on it. You tenderly caress the pipe even more than me in our best love making. I can't compete. And you suck on the lip of that pipe like you never sucked my neck. You watch the feel-good, you watch the feel-good travel through the stem, you tremble... from Observation of a Crack Addict by Dessie Bey, Mental Masturbation: Quit Playing with Yourself

To read Dessie Bey's poetry is a journey into eloquence of her images and words. Similar to the music of Billie Holiday and Duke Ellington: to hear Dessie Bey -- I have experienced poetry that has the substance of greatness and the poetics of great black music. The human heart pumps more fuller and happier with Dessie Bey in our world of art.

Rob Penny-- Poet, Playwright (1999)