Poems on Maya Angelou Published by Members Recently Online
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Grapes
As I coast down the road,
The temperature says it's 102 degrees outside,
Blasting 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 opportunity
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 temperature says it's 102 degrees outside,
Blasting 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 opportunity
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...
#LifeStruggles
#MayaAngelou
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Grapes
As I coast down the road,
The temperature says it's 102 degrees outside,
Blasting 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 opportunity
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 temperature says it's 102 degrees outside,
Blasting 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 opportunity
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...
#LifeStruggles
#MayaAngelou
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Maya Angelou – thanks for everything!
By Stanley Collymore
You were indefatigably the inspirational, tremendously
comforting and consistently reassuring beacon that
ceaselessly and enlighteningly shone into the
individual and collective lives of many,
providing the incandescent light that
brilliantly illuminated what would otherwise
have been the inky blackness of night
that pervasively enveloped the
treacherous rocks around
them in a churning sea of
despair and forlorn
hopelessness.
Acute dangers that were themselves attendant
with the...
You were indefatigably the inspirational, tremendously
comforting and consistently reassuring beacon that
ceaselessly and enlighteningly shone into the
individual and collective lives of many,
providing the incandescent light that
brilliantly illuminated what would otherwise
have been the inky blackness of night
that pervasively enveloped the
treacherous rocks around
them in a churning sea of
despair and forlorn
hopelessness.
Acute dangers that were themselves attendant
with the...
#memorial
#MayaAngelou
#MyInspiration
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Maya Angelou – thanks for everything!
By Stanley Collymore
You were indefatigably the inspirational, tremendously
comforting and consistently reassuring beacon that
ceaselessly and enlighteningly shone into the
individual and collective lives of many,
providing the incandescent light that
brilliantly illuminated what would otherwise
have been the inky blackness of night
that pervasively enveloped the
treacherous rocks around
them in a churning sea of
despair and forlorn
hopelessness.
Acute dangers that were themselves attendant
with the...
You were indefatigably the inspirational, tremendously
comforting and consistently reassuring beacon that
ceaselessly and enlighteningly shone into the
individual and collective lives of many,
providing the incandescent light that
brilliantly illuminated what would otherwise
have been the inky blackness of night
that pervasively enveloped the
treacherous rocks around
them in a churning sea of
despair and forlorn
hopelessness.
Acute dangers that were themselves attendant
with the...
#memorial
#MayaAngelou
#MyInspiration
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Maya Angelou – thanks for everything!
By Stanley Collymore
You were indefatigably the inspirational, tremendously
comforting and consistently reassuring beacon that
ceaselessly and enlighteningly shone into the
individual and collective lives of many,
providing the incandescent light that
brilliantly illuminated what would otherwise
have been the inky blackness of night
that pervasively enveloped the
treacherous rocks around
them in a churning sea of
despair and forlorn
hopelessness.
Acute dangers that were themselves attendant
with the...
You were indefatigably the inspirational, tremendously
comforting and consistently reassuring beacon that
ceaselessly and enlighteningly shone into the
individual and collective lives of many,
providing the incandescent light that
brilliantly illuminated what would otherwise
have been the inky blackness of night
that pervasively enveloped the
treacherous rocks around
them in a churning sea of
despair and forlorn
hopelessness.
Acute dangers that were themselves attendant
with the...
#memorial
#MayaAngelou
#MyInspiration
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Investments #Maya Angelou
Can we guess how hard that road to tread
to where the seeds of inspiration lead
the cramp before you spread your wings
the stones they threw of words that sting
The civil rights of Black and White
Wikipedia I read between the lines
a resume that few can match
of sparks that flew to ring the change in time
From modesty the caged bird fledge
but not to fly but to sing instead
challenge them and shake the world
born again not once but three or four
Cap and gown tread the halls renowned
the doctorates...
to where the seeds of inspiration lead
the cramp before you spread your wings
the stones they threw of words that sting
The civil rights of Black and White
Wikipedia I read between the lines
a resume that few can match
of sparks that flew to ring the change in time
From modesty the caged bird fledge
but not to fly but to sing instead
challenge them and shake the world
born again not once but three or four
Cap and gown tread the halls renowned
the doctorates...
#historical
#MayaAngelou
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Investments #Maya Angelou
Can we guess how hard that road to tread
to where the seeds of inspiration lead
the cramp before you spread your wings
the stones they threw of words that sting
The civil rights of Black and White
Wikipedia I read between the lines
a resume that few can match
of sparks that flew to ring the change in time
From modesty the caged bird fledge
but not to fly but to sing instead
challenge them and shake the world
born again not once but three or four
Cap and gown tread the halls renowned
the doctorates...
to where the seeds of inspiration lead
the cramp before you spread your wings
the stones they threw of words that sting
The civil rights of Black and White
Wikipedia I read between the lines
a resume that few can match
of sparks that flew to ring the change in time
From modesty the caged bird fledge
but not to fly but to sing instead
challenge them and shake the world
born again not once but three or four
Cap and gown tread the halls renowned
the doctorates...
#historical
#MayaAngelou
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STILL I RISE
I use my creativity to rise above all negativity
I'm only interested in upliftment and positivity
I'm trying to keep all negative energy far far away
Worldly forces attempt to steal my peace everyday
As I lay down crosses that I use to bear on my back
Luciferian agents keep trying to put them all back
I've racked up mileage on a body that's now weary
But my protective deflector goes by the name of poetry
Vigilantly she stays on guard protecting me from harm
Giving me the strength to maintain some semblance of charm
Shadow boxing...
I'm only interested in upliftment and positivity
I'm trying to keep all negative energy far far away
Worldly forces attempt to steal my peace everyday
As I lay down crosses that I use to bear on my back
Luciferian agents keep trying to put them all back
I've racked up mileage on a body that's now weary
But my protective deflector goes by the name of poetry
Vigilantly she stays on guard protecting me from harm
Giving me the strength to maintain some semblance of charm
Shadow boxing...
#strength
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter #MayaAngelou
#LifeAsAWriter #MayaAngelou
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STILL I RISE
I use my creativity to rise above all negativity
I'm only interested in upliftment and positivity
I'm trying to keep all negative energy far far away
Worldly forces attempt to steal my peace everyday
As I lay down crosses that I use to bear on my back
Luciferian agents keep trying to put them all back
I've racked up mileage on a body that's now weary
But my protective deflector goes by the name of poetry
Vigilantly she stays on guard protecting me from harm
Giving me the strength to maintain some semblance of charm
Shadow boxing...
I'm only interested in upliftment and positivity
I'm trying to keep all negative energy far far away
Worldly forces attempt to steal my peace everyday
As I lay down crosses that I use to bear on my back
Luciferian agents keep trying to put them all back
I've racked up mileage on a body that's now weary
But my protective deflector goes by the name of poetry
Vigilantly she stays on guard protecting me from harm
Giving me the strength to maintain some semblance of charm
Shadow boxing...
#strength
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter #MayaAngelou
#LifeAsAWriter #MayaAngelou
541 reads
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STILL I RISE
I use my creativity to rise above all negativity
I'm only interested in upliftment and positivity
I'm trying to keep all negative energy far far away
Worldly forces attempt to steal my peace everyday
As I lay down crosses that I use to bear on my back
Luciferian agents keep trying to put them all back
I've racked up mileage on a body that's now weary
But my protective deflector goes by the name of poetry
Vigilantly she stays on guard protecting me from harm
Giving me the strength to maintain some semblance of charm
Shadow boxing...
I'm only interested in upliftment and positivity
I'm trying to keep all negative energy far far away
Worldly forces attempt to steal my peace everyday
As I lay down crosses that I use to bear on my back
Luciferian agents keep trying to put them all back
I've racked up mileage on a body that's now weary
But my protective deflector goes by the name of poetry
Vigilantly she stays on guard protecting me from harm
Giving me the strength to maintain some semblance of charm
Shadow boxing...
#strength
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter #MayaAngelou
#LifeAsAWriter #MayaAngelou
541 reads
2 Comments
STILL I RISE
I use my creativity to rise above all negativity
I'm only interested in upliftment and positivity
I'm trying to keep all negative energy far far away
Worldly forces attempt to steal my peace everyday
As I lay down crosses that I use to bear on my back
Luciferian agents keep trying to put them all back
I've racked up mileage on a body that's now weary
But my protective deflector goes by the name of poetry
Vigilantly she stays on guard protecting me from harm
Giving me the strength to maintain some semblance of charm
Shadow boxing...
I'm only interested in upliftment and positivity
I'm trying to keep all negative energy far far away
Worldly forces attempt to steal my peace everyday
As I lay down crosses that I use to bear on my back
Luciferian agents keep trying to put them all back
I've racked up mileage on a body that's now weary
But my protective deflector goes by the name of poetry
Vigilantly she stays on guard protecting me from harm
Giving me the strength to maintain some semblance of charm
Shadow boxing...
#strength
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter #MayaAngelou
#LifeAsAWriter #MayaAngelou
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Upon stolen sand
When you come, I'll bathe you
in the holy water of a lionness
stalking in the blackness
of a harsh, slumbering Sun.
As you come upon your prized pyre,
offering the embers of oldest fires,
burning the paws of my beast brutally,
singing retellings under our shared Moon, I growl and hiss and spit at you.
In this wasteland, where we roar our truths from mountaintop,
for the ones before and the ones to come, and the ones that never were,
I weep.
#MayaAngelou
in the holy water of a lionness
stalking in the blackness
of a harsh, slumbering Sun.
As you come upon your prized pyre,
offering the embers of oldest fires,
burning the paws of my beast brutally,
singing retellings under our shared Moon, I growl and hiss and spit at you.
In this wasteland, where we roar our truths from mountaintop,
for the ones before and the ones to come, and the ones that never were,
I weep.
#MayaAngelou
#nature
#fiction
#evolution #MayaAngelou
#evolution #MayaAngelou
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