Dwelling in the land of cotton
fields she grew up a rose
among the weeds.
From Arkansas to an educator
she has planted many
fertile seeds.
Thriving in her piety
life was not an easy pill;
She swallowed the knock-downs
but she kept climbing the hill.
Taught me a lesson yet
she never knew me.
I sang in that old cage
though not as long as she.
I admire, her glow of
perfection….. “I Rise”
Searching for her starry
halo in the azure skies.
Her peace lifts up our
eyes to the heavens high,
God heres her words above.
As I dream in awe of
the Poetic Princess; her
dynamic exuberance, love.
Author notes
Dr. Maya Angelou
A contest entry
- Black History, Black Pride by just mercedes.
3000 points, ended March 1, 2008, 4 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Thank you for your entry. You have written a lovely, flowing tribute to a great poet with words that resound with respect and pride. Well done.
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thats is a very sweet way of recognizing someone. its great. -elena
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Amen
This great lady inspires all of us, black, white, green, purple and pink. Thank you for your flowing recognition and tribute.
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A nice compliment to a great American poet.
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