ON the wide veranda white,
In the purple failing light,
Sits the master while the sun is l
And his dreamy thoughts are drowne
In the softly flowing sound

The many places I have been
And countless faces I have seen,
The many tales to be told,
Into the universe, they unfold.
It’s all a passing show,

A newborn babe, so pure, so sweet
with small pink hands and tiny fee
A wonder of the human form, an In
Gaze in wonder if you dare, handle
Cherish it with all your heart,

I lost my mum when I was 6!
I was a careless lad,
For at this age I did not realise
It strikes me strange to have one
This wonderous woman we all have w

I’m a proud black woman
Filled with pride
As I walk swinging my hips
from side to side
My skin brown and shining

The cold winter night buried itsel
the feelings they never made words
I always wondered, every time I l
I then remembered with an ache in
that your mouth always tasted of t

To open and risk hurt...
Or stay closed but
Never really live.
Pain can reveal...
A connection to

Above the Pain
Mount Calvary, that hill so far a
Our martyr hung for the wind to sw
Above the pain, that earthly feeli
Suspended between ground and ceili

Somethings calling out to me,
something that I can’t explain,
Something just won’t let me be,
could it be my destiny?
Sometimes I try so hard to see,

When the time comes, no one will m
No tears will be shed; no one will
There’ll be no one at the wake, no
Taps will remain unplayed in the p
There’ll be no elegy, no songs wil

In the bright moments
My mind is a flame,
Melting obstacles,
Gaining gifts of wisdom.
In the dark moments

In awe-inspiring majesty, one of
Breath-taking, impressive, carved
At the dawn of creation, from befo
Of history brought man into these
In silence, we gazed at the immens

Martin was a leader, with a purpos
Crying out for freedom marching t’
He marched, sang and prayed, and b
and his song was that we’d all get
Martin was a man, with a bible in

Daughters are the names of those y
and actually there are a lot of da
but when you have your own, then
that daughters come into your life
There’s just something about a dau

My dreams come falling down in the
Each and every thought like a piec
Some fall through the small cracks
On the floor and in the wind it li
A drip to drink and a bottle to si

Who am I?
I am the generation of new hope.
With eyes that create clear vision
And thoughts that translate into b
I am the generation with motivatio

Smelly Peasants
One of Monteverdi’s most famous O
So off they went on a different ro
“Ew-w-w, those dirty people. Do
Just then, we had to stop because

I remember just the small village
Mom and Dad we were so unhappy bu
There was no love and for what rea
I struggled though life confused a
Some say confused and some say smo

Oh God keep our soldiers, as thei
Lord have mercy on them, and the c
We’re so concerned about them, as
We ask that they would have your s
As they fight in this war, Father

Some days you’re in bliss,
Some days you’re in pain.
Some days you’re up in the clouds,
Some days you’re down in the flame
Some days you get what you want

Australia, where dreamers dream
And children play
Where the grass grows golden
Under the light of day
Where life looks perfect

She waits, and when the music star
she dances.
She moves in a very artistic way,
she dances.
The beauty just unfolds, as we sit

I see myself in a mirror,
My face is marked by hate and fear
Scarred by the many wasted days
Spent pursuing sinful ways.
I see the lines left by my pride,

Women are beautiful creatures, you
But our hearts and minds can have
I ponder at my reflection, and fin
Of words, left unsaid, unwritten
Painting black, my face

The magpie in the Joshua tree
Has come to rest. Darkness collec
And what I cannot hear or see,
Broken limbs, the curious bird,
Become in darkness darkness too.

To compare your smile with a pheno
Natural wonders illuminating the n
An mazing vision of the brightest
The wonder show of those northern
Eyes that sparkle and seen from so

Going out to the garden
this morning
to plant seeds
for my winter greens
—the strong, fiery mustard

I have a friend
who is turning gray,
not just her hair,
and I do not know
why this is so.

Blue skies in America, are what I
Blue skies in America, constantly
Anything can come from a very simp
While white clouds stretch across
so beautiful and clean,

He stood high upon the white cliff
Looking out to sea,
And as he watched its ebb and flow
There upon he wished to be;
O, he then saw the seabirds soarin

Infinite, limitless, boundless
Continuous, unbroken, incessant
Concepts beyond my comprehension…
Constant, uninterrupted, endless
I gaze at the heavens and I see

I saw your ghost today
I resemble you in every way
your hair, your smell, your laugh,
I’ll keep this dream for a while
I feel you with me while I sleep

A feeling of nostalgia
Seems to stay
Overwhelmingly
A flash of sweet melody
Brightens the day

Love is kind,
it sees through cracks and does no
Instead, love draws closer.
Love is not blind,
for it sees deeper and more clearl

Sometimes I try so hard to change
Yet I still forget to remember to
When will I learn to believe that
They are not the only ones who nee
Now I must tear out the plank in

I thought I would write a poem ab
This poem I am writing the words
All the words I write will have t
I will have to write this poem if
I would write a poem about somethi