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LIFESTYLE poetry

I’ll be Here

A lesson on Friendship

I cannot ease your aching heart
Nor take your pain away.
But let me stay and take your hand
and walk with you today.
I’ll listen when you need to talk,
I’ll wipe away your tears.
I’ll share your worries when they come
I’ll help you face your fears.
I’m here and I will stand by you
on each hill you have to climb.
So take my hand, let’s face the world
and live just one more day at a time
You’re not alone for I’m still here
I’ll go the extra mile
And when your grief is easier
I’ll help you learn to smile.

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poetry Relationships

Goodbyes are Never Easy

I wrote the poem a while back. I came across it just now and thought I would share with you.

Goodbye

 

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The cool crisp air was as salty as her tears
The waves came in, washing away the sand
from under her feet, and taking with it her dreams.
Deep shadows formed as the sun whispered goodbye.
The tears dried up slowly, yet her eyes would not smile
Deep pools of darkness equates the sadness in her eyes
It is over the night wind whispered
It is over the sea gulls cried
It is over the waves echoed
It is time to say goodbye.

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News and Views poetry Women

Strong Black Woman

As Black History Month draws to a close I would like to pay tribute to all women of color. I wrote the poems some years back and I want to share it with you. To every black woman who has gone through life believing she is not good enough; just know that you are enough!

Strong Black Woman

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But she proved them all wrong.

Poor, bare foot country girl

Wanting to be doctor?

“Must be crazy,” they told her.

But she knew she was sane,

A doctor she wanted to be,

And for that goal she did aim.

 

They looked in awe and wonder,

Said she made them proud.

Yet they didn’t think her good enough,

For they told her she couldn’t have him,

Asked if she had lost her mind,

Doctor or not he wouldn’t marry her,

Her family was too poor,

And she was just too black.

 

She pitied their ignorance,

Felt ashamed for their own

lack of self-esteem.

She knew what she wanted

She knew together they would make a good team.

So she married him,

and stupid people that they were,

They wondered did he really love her or did she cast a spell?

 

Still enslaved by mental slavery,

They find it hard to understand,

That it is not the color of your skin,

Or the family you are from,

That defines you as a man or a woman.

 

 

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Books poetry

Black History Month

maya angelo

As we celebrate black history month let us pay tribute to Maya Angelou for her contribution to the literary world. Today I share one of her poems with you.

Still I Rise

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
’Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
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poetry

I do not Love You Except Because I Love You

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A touching love poem by Pablo Neruda!

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poetry

Whisper a Dream

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Sometimes you have to keep believing that dream and hang on to the hope that against all odd your dream will become a reality!

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poetry

The Road not Taken

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(By Robert Frost)

This is an old classic that you never get tired of reading.

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poetry

Wednesday Poetry

Escape

I saw the line, I saw the hook,                            Image result for image of the sea
But somehow I didn’t think
I’d ever fall for it.
To me it seemed like just a game,
I could always swim away.

But somehow I got too close,
And got caught upon the hook,
I struggled to get away from it,
But the more I tried
The deeper the hook did seem
To dig into my flesh.

The line was long and the more I swam,
into deeper waters I did get,
But still there was no escape,
From the hook that had slipped into my flesh.
It’s slowly getting darker now,
The sun has lost its shine,
I hope the hand that holds the line,
Will be kind enough to me,
To draw in the line, remove the hook
And somehow set me free.

Sometimes people get into situations they can handle only to find out that they are in way too deep and there is no escape.

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LIFESTYLE poetry

What do you do When Plans go Asunder

What do you do when your plans go asunder,
What do you do when they all come to naught?
Don’t blame yourself, it’s okay to blunder,
Take heed, in life some mistakes are lessons taught.
Stop for a moment and cry if you must,
Smile through the teardrops and try to be brave,
Pick up the pieces and brush off the dust,
Then you move forward to battle the next wave.
Life is a battlefield where the toughest survive,
Don’t dwell on the problems and forget to have fun,
For though there are problems you still have to strive
To rise each morning and greet the rising sun.
Don’t let life problems get you down
Rise up stand tall and never frown.

This is my attempt at writing a sonnet. Thanks for reading. Please tell me what you think of it.

 

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Inspiraton poetry

Be Grateful for the Little things

Be grateful for the little things
That make each day worthwhile
A friend who bring you flowers,
A loved one’s warming smile.
Remember to count your blessings
However great or small,
For they’re the silver lining
Whenever storm clouds call.
Appreciate the moment shared
With friends and family
As you pray for one another
or sip a cup of tea.
(Clay Harrison)