Poetry is an allegory that tells no tales. It has no race or gender, no ego or attitude. Poetry is neither big, tall, short or small. Most of all poetry allows various incarcerated men and women to express their pain, their visions and their remorse with a meek and humble approach. Humans of San Quentin would like to share their poems with our readers. Give us your feedback and please, tell a friend. We hope you allow us to open our hearts and share our poetry with you.
Please enjoy the poems below,
Alex – Poetry Director
Dilapidated dorms, cloistered court yards
Wrinkled sidewalks, rutted roads, pit holes thump
Squawking doors, crunching windows- toilets rage
Locks explode, hints of freedom, clacking keys
My Dearest Brotherly Beloved David,
Sitting here listening to some smooth soulful jazz of David Sanborn “Pearls.”
I am reminded of our Reneverance
no words nor actions could express.
In the time it takes for time to pass you by
Time in the blink of an eye
For when your eyes close time still thrives
They told us selling drugs was the way to go.
Get money and share with your boys,
you spread unity.
What they didn’t tell us
was that we’d be killing our community.
My heart’s been shattered. I’ve been beaten and tossed.
Like a tiny pebble drifting to the bottom of a pond.
I’ve fallen from Heaven
and I’ve walked through Hell.
I take full responsibility for the crimes I committed
Developed insight into why I did wrong
But the fact of the matter is
Freedom is taking too long.
For so troubled is he,
But his soul is free.
With Faith and a smile
He comes smooth with style.
Even though stuck behind bars,
Still has hope to see the stars.
If pain was a person,
Then I would be her
All this madness in my head,
I’m searching for a cure
Through smoke, coke and injections,
It’s my family that I’m affecting
Paul, 64Incarcerated: 20 yearsHoused: San Quentin State Prison Dog-Faced Killer My yesterdays are gone Never to be relived Except as memories As any other fantasies Post-traumatic tragedies Born...
David, 26Incarcerated: 4 yearsHoused: Augusta Correctional Center, Craigsville, Virginia Pain of a Villain I take medication to forget about the past Open seats Remind me of a lot of things I been...
Jeffery, 60Incarcerated: 23 yearsHoused: Fayette County Prison, Pennsylvania My ExistenceWhat does it mean to exist?To live inside confines designed to remind you who you are, dream of who someone...
Incarcerated: 8 years Housed: Clallam Bay Correctional Center, Washington Eternity A gleam of life in clouds of grey reveals a breath of heaven is but a moment away.
Why We Dance Our Prayers When we dance to the drum, we pray to the creatorand attract the Heartbeat of Mother Earthwe call it Turtle Island.We never dance without reason,every dance has a purpose.We...
Sea of Tears Listen to my tears drip-drop in the streams of time. Washed away with the flood of time. Reflecting on those times, it seemed no end was inclined; Eternity was no friend of mine. ...
Andrew “Smiley”, 38Incarcerated: 16 yearsHoused: Sing Sing Correctional Facility, New York Lovetopia Oh, how I love the word love Doesn't it feel good when somebody you love says to you, I love...
I Dream About You Today I dream about you todayLike all my yesterday,Looking forward to tomorrow. I dream a dream that wasn’t realfor you were gone some twenty years ago.Lost to me in the time gone...
You’re going to be great but I hate to burst your bubble Before you achieve greatness you’ll get into a lot of trouble Don’t look at me all dumbfounded The pain you’re about to go through will...
Life does not end by my coming to prison, there is a life other than mine to live for. That is my purpose behind writing now.