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Arise & Sing by Night Hope
This poem "is" what so many "comtemporary" poems aspire to be!
Arise & sing,
you opulent observers,
you burgeoning barristers of beauty,
you barterers of blood & bone ~
wild words await
your nurturing navigations.
Those rarest moments
when physics & ballet
share torrid embraces of molten magic
under eye of madding moon,
the sundial spins,
latitude lost
in surrounding shadows,
echoes found in lingering light.
We are compasses of chaos,
raw, refined remnants of radiance
seeking true north ~
dynasties dancing,
potion
suggested by Eusebius -
God will Gladly Run by goalsv
I just loved the overwhelming theme inside this poem, it did me good.Oh how fortunate for me,
On days when I feel down,
To know God always loves me.
With His grace He does surround.
When I do not feel redeemed,
Praying seems just like a chore.
Yet no matter where I go,
God keeps knocking at my door.
As my heart feels cold and heavy,
And love seems in short supply.
It truly helps me to remember,
That I am the apple of Gods eye.
A comfort to know He waits,
Till my wandering is done,
As I walk back to Him slowly,
To me; God will gladly run.
suggested by 2lullabyhaven -
Forge Master by Flotsam Jetsam
EXCEPTIONAL because the poet takes a very different idea and runs with it, forging metal/a romantic relationship. Odd and satisfying at once.I tasted you in the ocean
in the briny humidity
that lingered on your lips
but my skin was metallic
it rusted in your oxygen
and i knew you had to go
but when the moon casts silhouettes
on the coast where once we melted
I still feel the grit of sand on my back
and your warm forge master's hands
I only wish you still knew how to shape
metal.
suggested by Debra Scanlon-Murray -
A Different Bell by Dalaney
A gorgeous poem that makes the point succinctly...ignorance breeds hatred, racism be GONE!You taught us how to hate,
to segregate, contemplate things
unforgiving, and all with such
a righteous hand.
Ignorance was the rule,
it walked with us to school,
guided our lives, sharpened
the knives you let us play with
so what a shock it must have been
when we began to rebel,
thought more of life than we
did of hell, listened to a different bell.
You paraded in dirty white sheets,
tossed your pamphlets onto our
streets, damnation, contamination,
was your plan of attack
but we fought back, stood our
ground, took your flag and brought
it down, wiped our feet, turned around
a
suggested by Debra Scanlon-Murray -
A Day With Emily Dickinson (Rare Photo) by Night Hope
The beauty of this one is unbelievable. Ms. Dickinson would be extraordinarily proud!
Let us sit
in silent companionship,
my Friend,
admiring our quiet Solitude
together ~
adrift
on thoughtful currents
of Vision,
lost in Sorrow
& found in Love.
We shall whisper of dreams
we have known by Heart
& nightmares rejected
by the rising Sun's light ~
we shall recognize the echoes
so profound within our Souls.
Let us weep soundless tears
at the losses we have incurred
& smile at the Beauty
we have discovered along the path.
I shall listen as you softly sing
of tribulations gone
suggested by Debra Scanlon-Murray -
A Different Bell by Dalaney
A stunning piece that tells a story of people stepping outside of the ideas they were taught from the cradle, and fighting for what is right.You taught us how to hate,
to segregate, contemplate things
unforgiving, and all with such
a righteous hand.
Ignorance was the rule,
it walked with us to school,
guided our lives, sharpened
the knives you let us play with
so what a shock it must have been
when we began to rebel,
thought more of life than we
did of hell, listened to a different bell.
You paraded in dirty white sheets,
tossed your pamphlets onto our
streets, damnation, contamination,
was your plan of attack
but we fought back, stood our
ground, took your flag and brought
it down, wiped our feet, turned around
a
suggested by Topnotchsy -
Bah Bah Rainbow sheep by DesolatELifE
this poem is exceptional because it deels with out of perspective issues and gets their point across amazingly this has got to be one of my favorites and im only 15‘Bah bah black sheep, have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes, sir, three bags full!’
Thanks for the thought sheep, I mean no disrespect
But I don’t want it anymore, you’re not politically correct.
An innocent little rhyme; you can’t sing it anymore
It’s the deadliest of crimes and could even lead to war.
Government don’t want to let all those foreigners in
But they’re not racist, they're MPs, so they could never sin
But to call a clearly black sheep ‘black’?!
You racist scumbag, step right back!
I guess you can’t sing about ‘human coloured’ things
So we’ll scrap those songs a nation sings
But sir, Mary has a little white
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Navajo by Mairi bheag
This poem is exceptional because it exhibits all the qualities and then some of a wonderfully written piece. It is based on truth and has such beautiful imagery that you feel you're a bird looking in while this is happening.I will stay here between
the four sacred mountains
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puppeteer by Cannonsfire
I could quote my review, but instead discover yourself this marvelous vision of what intimacy and love mean from a woman's perspective. The conceit in this poem is stunning.there came a time
i lived inside your pocket
with a piece of twine
a few coins
and your hand shoved
to keep me in the corner
the string reminded me
i could cut the ties that bind
coins were payment
for a way out
yet i stayed
coiled like a spring
waited for a chance
that never would come
old jeans
become a habit
like bad memories
you try to throw them out
something inside
tells you to stop
so we tear dresses
and stain shirts
but we stay
it's the chaos we enjoy
pulling on wires
to jerk our limbs
puppetry of disaster
masterful desires
all the loose ends<
suggested by tomisb
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