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Honoring Angelou

AtoMikbomb
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Poetry Contest

Write a meaningful memoir piece

Dear Angelou's birthday is today. Although she's more renown for her autobiographies, she was also a poetic powerhouse.

Write a poem in a reflective manner (in your own voice, she certainly wouldn't desire anyone to conform to her style) about something with deeper, reaching concepts that reflect somehow on the human condition. She did this in her work repeatedly, and it's why it's so touching.

Old and new poems welcome

One poem/poet

No collabs this time, make it *yours*

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Kin

We were entwined in red rings
Of blood and loneliness before
The first snows fell
Before muddy rivers seeded clouds
Above a virgin forest, and
Men ran naked, blue and black
Skinned into the warm embraces
Of Sheba, Eve and Lilith.
I was your sister.

You left me to force strangers
Into brother molds, exacting
Taxations they never
Owed or could ever pay.

You fought to die, thinking
In destruction lies the seed
Of birth. You may be right.

I will remember silent walks in
Southern woods and long talks
In low voices
Shielding meaning from the big ears
Of overcurious adults.

You may be right.
Your slow return from
Regions of terror and bloody
Screams, races my heart.
I hear again the laughter
Of children and see fireflies
Bursting tiny explosions in
An Arkansas twilight.

by Maya Angelou

FromTheAsh
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more than stories

 
I read books
to hear their stories
to get a picture
just a fraction of a glimmer
the flash of a strobe
no more than that
the barest of scratches
across their surface
and I cry
with knowledge of that minuscule bit
the hell they lived
on the roads they walked
the weight they carried
on body and in spirit
I read books
I can do no more
but by gods, I can do no less
to honor and show respect
for these women with a history  
I can never fully comprehend


Copyright © 2017 FromTheAsh. All Rights Reserved
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AtoMikbomb
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Thank you for kickstarting this thing!

snugglebuck
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The Maya Angelou You Didn’t Know

Once an exotic dancer Maya was proud of her past at a time when any mention of sexuality left most aghast.
 
She was one of the first outspoken critics of our involvement in Southeast Asian conflict well before our troops were part of it.  
 
Maya drank Cherry when while writing poetry and she loved baking, saying the scent of fresh baked cookies awakened her sensory sagacity.
 
She was religious without being a zealot, and she was feminist without being a militant.
 
A true poet, Maya Angelou couldn’t be labelled, because Maya Angelou was a true individual.
 
If only there were more people like her. If there were, our world would be much brighter.
Written by snugglebuck
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AtoMikbomb
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Wonderful dude, thank you!

eswaller
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Like Maya Angelou (Tribute)

Sexy, sultry and deep like Maya Angelou.
The words that bloom from the cracks in
The sidewalk like flowers. A painted blue
 
Sky in the backdrop, wearing every sin
Like a diamond necklace. Pretty to wear,
But it also shows us where we have been.
 
You light up the night sky and every tear
Is well hidden within that smile of yours.
Some day you will rise and swear
 
To protect what people are afraid of. Doors
Will open and you will walk in with grace.
Do not let life have you down on all fours,
 
Cowering like a scared animal. Your soft lace
Like beauty and sassiness that others will
Mock. Does it upset you? The way my face
 
Reflects like moon shadows. The thrill
That is sunny and bright behind my smile.
Darling, you do not need the extra frill.
 
You come with your own shine. The bile
And poison you spit out has no reason
To be a part of your history while
 
You go through every day of every season.
Let go of all of the hurt and treason.
Written by eswaller
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LobodeSanPedro
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Evelina (1976)

 Evelina (1976)

I am everything she prayed
I wouldn't be

Couldn't be
Because of promises made by her
to her Lord

I always felt she was going to her knees
just for me
Last thing in the evenin'
First thing before the cock crow

Yet
I stole from her

I'd sneak in her purse to take a few of her cigarettes
Blowing circles that my stick limbs
Could hula hoop with

I'd sneak in her frig and steal a beer or two
Trying to numb the wails of a boy
So I might be a man in her eyes

Stole her homemade wine at night
Playing cards in her kitchen with the cousins
Her threatening the switch if we made her get up

Yes M'am
We sang in chorus
And then kept drinkin'

When my father died
I needed to steal her dignity
Her grace

Her faith

And like everything else
My grandmother let me have them

Praying I would become
Everything I am not
Written by LobodeSanPedro
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AtoMikbomb
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Thank you guys! 👌

AEMelia564
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Barometer of my being

Father
We prey
our pain
For mutual
understandings
 
His beaconing  
A hawk eyed shade
upon the surface
Of dawn
 
Sky our only purpose
 
Mother
of blindfolds
Havens a lighthouse
where the key
rests
 
Locked in a bracelet
I drew the lines  
of my face
Into a manuscrpt
of yearning
 
My heels ache
wearing his shoes
Learning
 
To break
Free
Casting tide
Into sea
 
Placenta of me
 
I have arived
Infinitely
Written by AEMelia564 (Y)
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AtoMikbomb
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Thank you so much for your entry!

Blackwolf
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The Voices Of Woman

 
I Am In Awe Of The Voices Of Woman ;
Enchanted, Enthralled, Ecstatic,
Enveloped In A Lyrical Moment Of Rapture ;
The Power And Potentcy And Passion ,
The Embodiment Of All Feeling ,
And All Possibility ;

The Storytellers, The Weavers ,
The Mystery Makers, The Ones
Who Cry Out For Justice, For Healing ,
The Ones Who Have Lived, And Loved ,
And Died, And Ressurected Themselves ,
A Thousand Times Over Thru The Ages ,
And Come Back To Speak Of It ,
The Ones Who Honor This Earth ,
The Children, And Each Other ;

Intimate, Introspective, Instinctual,
Insatiable For The Experience Of Being ,
And Just Being ,
And Then Saying What Is Real ,
What Is Now , What Has Been,
The Ones Who Dream What Is To Come ;

In This Sacred Space , I Am In Awe
Of All The Voices Of Woman
Written by Blackwolf (I.M.Blackwolf)
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AtoMikbomb
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I'm so impressed by this and the entries so far...wow guys!

Amanacer
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Ole Miss

White woman, white woman
Show me your skin
Pallid and see through
You're allowed in

White woman, white woman
You wear it so well
Soul of a brown girl
With secrets to tell

White woman, white woman
Why do you cry
The face that they see
Has a depth belied

White woman, white woman
Come take my hand
Your caramel children
Will soon rule the land

White woman, white woman
Don't look away
Pain comes in all colors
Don't invite it to stay
Written by Amanacer
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Grapes

As I coast down the road,
The temperature says it's 102 outside,
As I blast my music and the A.C.,
It's a nice drive.

But then I notice the fields,
They're out there picking grapes,
In the blistering heat.

I look in the mirror,
At my brown face,
Thinking I was given the chance
to get an education,
to find a comfortable life,
Yet those migrant workers
Out there earning a living
Must have dreams and aspirations of their own,
To give their daughters and sons a chance.

And the fields are miles long,
There must be hundreds of them out there.

I turn the music down for a moment,
And tell my sons,
Look, they're out there picking grapes,
Trying to earn a living,
A decent wage.

But I guess we all have to  start somewhere,
And although I felt a heavy heart for them,
As I drive down the highway fast,
I couldn't fathom their pain,
Their dreams and aspirations,
Their work feeding nations,
Because they're out there,
Picking up more than grapes.



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Thank you much, Atomik, for an inspiring competition!
And choosing my poem as runner up,  Honored by this!!!!
Congrats Lobo and Wally😁😁😁
Greets, Melia



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