poetic
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Alone | Maya Angelou
Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone I came up with one thing And I don’t believe I’m wrong That nobody, But nobody Can make it out here alone.Alone, all alone Nobody, but nobody Can make it out here alone.There… Continue reading
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All or Nothing
I don’t know how to feel half-heartedly how to passion sparsely how to love raindrops at a time. I don’t know how to half shine. So I apologize. I am sorry if my sun burned your skin. If I came in too hot or if I am sometimes too cold a forest of ice and… Continue reading
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I Was Not There
I do not entirely agree with the actions of my ancestors cannot say with a straight face that I would have stood there In the crossfire of oppression, falling while being bit by dogs smiling while being spit on not with a straight face will I say that I would have been there to ask… Continue reading
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New Beginnings
What happens when the words are carried on the backs of angels and thread themselves like strings from your heart to the edge of your fingertips like consciousness translated into poetry a spiritual essence poured out only to be confined and restricted to the page that binds them what happens when newness fills you to… Continue reading
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The Right Poem
When the right poem is born it is all feeling. Taste and touch and nourishment. All heart and aching and lifting. Poetry is a revolution with a profound sense of strength. When the right poem arrives I notice it instantly. It is all moving like earthquakes so powerful that it breaks down mental barriers and… Continue reading
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ANNOUNCING: Yecheilyah’s 1st Annual Poetry Contest
Calling ALL Poets!! I am hosting my first poetry contest on Colleen’s blog. Stop through for details. (Yes, you can win prizes!) Continue reading
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