Poetry 365

8
Dec

Poetry: From My Incomplete Notes

Sycamore reminds me of the word tall, musing on music could build a wall. Heaven reminds me of mankind and fall, sins will never be auctioned in a mall. Jesus is another way to justify your sin especially when truth almost lived in the scene. Pride and ignorance struggle less to win, the sweat on the forehead is no stranger

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5
Dec

Poetry: Ode To The Future

Before you come, please be aware, The traffic might be too heavy. And when you come, you’ll meet me here, My mind is made up already. Before you come, please be aware I’m weak, fragile and unsteady To days i’ll stitch, and those i’ll tear, Come wild, come tamed, but come ready. Leonell

13
Nov

Poem Review: “Habit” By Nikki Giovanni

Here are reviews on one of the world’s famous poet’s poem. Nikki Giovanni, byname of Yolande Cornelia Giovanni, Jr. (born June 7, 1943, Knoxville, Tenn., U.S.), is an African-American poet whose writings ranged from calls for violent revolution to poems for children and intimate personal statements. Giovanni grew up in Cincinnati, Ohio, and Knoxville, Tenn., and in 1960 she entered

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10
Nov

Poetry: The Day After Forever

Today is the day after forever, None can tell the weather. There is no morning, Neither would there be day. I watched when the sun stopped burning. I picked the stars that fell, Placing them back in space – Though they lost their shine. When will night come? None can tell. Today is the day after forever. And after now,

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9
Nov

Poetry: A-F-R-I-C-A!!

Again they told us your story, Free of wounded verses and hurting plots Rain reigned like falling bricks; heavy. I was born like this; happy. Choose your wars, visit victory places. “Africa,” that is the child in my story. Leonell ============================== Another day shall give thee a chance to smile. Freedom shall become thy middle name. Rain those tears but

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9
Nov

Poetry: The Things I Cannot Do

What abomination has touched the moon? What has time asked to come back soon? Is it the pages of the sky I turned over? Is it the one that calls itself night, as to cover? Up or down. All I have not wanted has found the ground. All I ever wanted to do so has become a deed to grow.

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7
Nov

Poetry: Dear Best Friend…

Julius by the corner of the classroom, I and you had brains that swept good grades like broom. Where has life kept your big heart? For reminiscent moons have actually splitter us apart. I’m somewhere in the world, finally home I think, with fading stories of us, loneliness pushing its brink. Dear Isabel, with a heart your size, I’m still

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6
Nov

Poetry: My First Crush

In so much noise , then came silence All dressed in cuteness and brilliance He was my best friend,in my heart But I was certain that we were worlds apart A perfect gentle man I felt he was So worthy of every heart pause. My crush wore a lab coat with an imaginary fur And the way he talked made

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3
Nov

Poetry: In Between These Letters

18:45 Dear Maria, I’m probably going to die from thirst. This body is in drought The reservoir went out as tears This tongue is now a desert; arid. Bury me beside a sea. 19:46 Dear Mark, Maria will come running with a stream She thinks I’m going to die from thirst. It’s as serious as it seems Do save me,

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2
Nov

Poetry: M-M-X-V-I-I!

Crystal balls unfolding Layers of goodness Unsearchable riches Of the mercy seat In bundle of gifts of the spirit Loved unconditionally A heart full of joy Patiently receiving The kindness and goodness of God The year is still unfolding With rest on every side Bose =========================== The first day seems like the last. Watching everyday come by. Sharing love, standing

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