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 knocks ignorance off Richer Scales. The right poem is not merely the ability to paint pictures with words. The right poem is a full manifestation of the heart. A complete contextualizing of the soul. The right poem is my entire body into words. Every piece of flesh, every tingling nerve. A spiritual essence poured out on the page.
Hey Guys! The Runner-Up in our First Annual Poetry Contest is Live!
Congratulations to Jau’Nelle for her poem ““His Brooklyn Song (Where I left my Heart).” Be sure to stay tuned for the Grand Prize Winner! Her poem is amazing and you don’t want to miss it.
Important: The Grand Prize winner will be announced on this (PBS) blog.
I am so excited that Colleen has given me the keys to the house once again and I’d like to take this time to thank her for allowing me to host my first contest on her blog.
Additionally, I’d like to thank each of you for your support of our Poetry Contest, those of you who entered and those of you who wanted to enter but did not have the opportunity to do so. Know that, with your support, we’d like to host this contest at least once a year so no worries, there will be other chances! Finally, thank you to everyone who shared the original post across social media, reblogged, etc. We could not have done this without you.
As we stated, depending on the number of entries, we will have some runner ups. While there can only be One Grand Prize Winner, today…
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Change is a sickly feeling
a nervous-like anxiety
fear of the unknown beckoning for patience
to wear itself thin
stomach fluids swirl in the belly of futures
and yet I know the power of self-examination
of mirrors and of light
will require me to change
or let go completely
and to build up
to reject what once felt as close as breath
in my mouth
now a violent release of what had been
for what will be
could be so
We planted songs
In cotton fields
Backs bent down
On our toes, our heels
Our voices prayed
When we could not
We planted songs on sacred ground.
Hope sprang from the callus on our thumbs
Watched as Massa sold our sons
Packed up freedom in the Mississippi dirt
Moved up North where pain wasn’t hurt
Silly us, couldn’t let it be
Thought strange fruit only grew on Southern Trees
Traded our crowns
In for concrete
Stopped growing our food
To buy our meat
Insects we traded for rats
Gave up the land
For the projects
Community tight, though enslaved we were
Gave up the land
To call him sir
He was after all, “The Man”
Suited and booted
like nobody can
But all that glitter, ain’t gold
Just because you don’t see chains
Don’t mean you ain’t sold
Stay true to yourself
Your history, your roots
Let no one come along
And steal your truth
Pay attention to what’s real
And keep your feet rooted
On sacred ground.
Remember, you can listen to some of my poems on Soundcloud:
Reminder: Don’t forget about the poetry contest! Get those poems into firstname.lastname@example.org before next week, Wednesday July 19th for a chance to win books and Amazon Gift-cards. There is a $5 Entry fee payable to Literary Korner Publishing Here but you can waive the fee when you sign up for my email list Here.
As you all know, I am running my first ever poetry contest in honor of my upcoming release Renaissance: The Nora White Story (Book One) which features poetry and is available now for eBook preorders.
Click Here to order at the low price of $1.99 before the price goes up on July 15th.
This book will also be available in paperback.
You can help further by marking Renaissance as to read on Goodreads. CLICK HERE.
I am writing to remind you that this contest will end soon!
First, what is this all about? For those of you who have not already checked into Colleen’s Blog where I made the initial announcement on June 19, 2017, here are the rules:
Submit one or two original, unpublished poems to Yecheilyah at yecheilyah ysrayl dot com (email@example.com) between now through July 19, 2017. You will have until 12:00 midnight Central Standard Time on 7/19 to get your poems in before closing.
Poems must be your ORIGINAL work and UNPUBLISHED anywhere online.
There is one winner of this contest with up to 2 entries per poet.
There is a $5.00 Entry fee. Click HERE to pay the fee.
OR – Entry fees can be waived by signing up for my email list HERE. There is no other way to waive the fee.
If you are already on my email list, please mention this when submitting your poem.
Signing up for my email list represents one entry.
If you are entering more than one poem, you must pay the entry fee for any additional poems.
The Reason for the Fee:
The entry fee is in place to help pay for the prizes.
At this time, we have one Grand Prize Winner who will receive:
Poem published to The PBS Blog (includes links to your social media, buy links to your books (if any) and promotion.)
Amazon Gift Card
Letters to a Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke
*From When I was a Black Girl by Yecheilyah Ysrayl
And Still, I Rise by Maya Angelou
*From When I was a Black Girl is my second collection of poetry. First published in 2012 with a second edition published in 2013, this book became a book of study at The Evergreen State College in Tacoma, Washington for the Fall 2014 semester. Part of an Independent Learning Contract, it remains part of the school’s files to this day. It is my honor to offer a paperback of this collection as a winning prize for this contest. This is an exclusive offer that you will not find on Amazon.
Please note: Winners outside the U.S. will be awarded Kindle downloads of the books listed if someone overseas wins.
The winner will be announced on Monday, August 6, 2017 on both this blog and Colleen’s.
(If you win, you will be notified a couple days before the announcement via email you have won and that an announcement will go out featuring you. This is so that we can collect your information, social links and links to any books you have out if any).
The Grand Prize Winner will have their poetry featured on The PBS Blog with added promotion. The date for this will be revealed to the poet after they have won.
To enter this contest, please send $5.00 to the PayPal of Literary Korner Publishing HERE.
To waive your fee, please sign-up to my email list HERE.(Verification of sign-up will be reviewed before poem is accepted).
Send your poem to Yecheilyah @ yecheilyahysrayl.com
Since Renaissance follows the theme of The Harlem Renaissance and Black life in the South, poems should have something to do with these themes and can be as long or as short as you would like. The contest is open to all poets.
I understand not all of you are familiar with this era so I am opening this up a bit. The theme will remain the same but it is not mandatory. Poems of all kinds will be accepted and considered for the win.
Would a focus on the 1920s era and women in general be nice? Yes, but it is not required to win. Consider this open mic!
If you didn’t see the original announcement, CLICK HERE to learn more.
That is all and I look forward to reading your poems!
Calling ALL Poets!! I am hosting my first poetry contest on Colleen’s blog. Stop through for details. (Yes, you can win prizes!)
Hi, everybody! I am excited to share with you Yecheilyah’s First Annual POETRY Contest, right here on my blog. Read the instructions below, because you are going to love this!!
“It’s no secret I love poetry. In fact, my entrance into Indie Publishing began this way, with a collection of poems. I have been performing since High School and writing them since middle school. I’ve traveled to perform, entered contests, and have been filmed. Remember that you can listen to my poems and follow me on my new Soundcloud page HERE.”
“I have wanted to do this for a long time and Renaissance: The Nora White Story is the perfect excuse. In my upcoming release poetry plays a significant role. Nora meets such famous poets as Langston Hughes and even gets to recite a poem of her own. For this, to celebrate the release of book one in the…
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She is manipulation like time told backwards
Even the strongest think they’ve escaped her
But she tap dances on their lips
And she impales their language
With their slave master’s mentality
She is Judas
Sticking her hands in the cup of your salvation
She’ll take you
From the daylight
to those days of Eve
Tear scriptures from your mouth
like ripped pages
take laws and commandments
and break valleys of dry bones
She will tear apart
and Willie Lynch your good news
Before you read it
She is death
like the sting of the grave
but silly women are captivated by her
Too desperate for her friendship
to see that she’ll change her name to Peter
before they deny her
And she invests millions in their pain
Create nests in her wounds
Like wasps in the crevices of houses
And her stinger is always ready
To throw lukewarm water on your faith
That Proverbs 31 woman she erases from her memory
Like cancer cells
Begging its maker for freedom
She is death
To their lungs like tonsils
Scratching at the captivity of their throats
And she gives poison to sell
So run along now
And give my warning to the silly women
Loaded down with various sins
that she sets no bail
and for the record