One early morning as I slept, I heard a distant sound,
And coming wake, I stepped outside, and gasped at wondrous sight.
For there below in sparkling sea, touched here and there with gold,
Swam a Labrador, and aft an fore, a herd of porpoises.
Genre: beauty and inspiration
Kindred Spirits
by Inis L. Fal
One early morning as I slept, I heard a distant sound,
And coming wake, I stepped outside, and gasped at wondrous sight.
For there below in sparkling sea, touched here and there with gold,
Swam a Labrador, and aft an fore, a herd of porpoises.
Take heed all ye on land and sea, in calm and deep blue bay,
A Labrador, gleeful and gay, the porpoises did chase,
As long ago his ancestors, had often done before,
In the salty seas, of histories, and olden times afore.
Many a sun has set and done, before the Labrador,
When Spanish galleons floated o’er, Atlanteans of lore,
When land and ocean first began, and man did sail the sea,
Of mystery, and history, and porpoises did play!
I.
I am a girl
I am a daughter of fire
I am made of explosions and stardust
My mind is made of galaxies
My bloodstream is made out of sun rays
My body is electricity
Genre: inspirational and feminist
Uncle, this is war paint
by Kimberly Cruz-Alvarado
“I.
I am a girl
I am a daughter of fire
I am made of explosions and stardust
My mind is made of galaxies
My bloodstream is made out of sun rays
My body is electricity
II.
In fairy tales, I am the princess who saves herself
I melted my gold crown into a sword
The one I used to slay the dragon outside my tower
I radiate power
III.
You think you can tame me?
You think I am a princess?
No, honey, I am a queen and I am the king
Remember, that I gave you everything.
IV.
Your mother bore you into this life
She carried and nurtured you to good health
Your father busted a nut and left her
How dare you
Treat women as if they are beneath you.
V.
I think what is often misunderstood is how both genders are equal
Women were not born with enough testosterone to equal a man’s physical strength
Men were not born with enough estrogen to equal a woman’s endurance of physical pain
Both genders possess the equal amount of strengths and weaknesses
And vary between the given situation
VI.
When I told my classroom in 2nd grade that I wanted to be a firefighter everyone laughed
I went home and cried because all I wanted to do was save lives
My mother held me close and whispered magic
She said, “Mi amor, you can be anything.”
And still to this day, I have to replay her words because I am terrified of forgetting it
Because there are moments in my life where I forget that being female should never hold me back
That despite the burden my gender has carried for centuries, we have always persevered
That being female does not make me weak.
VII.
When you command me to accept that my purpose is to cater to the men in our family
You are telling me that my life is not mine
You are telling me that all this potential I have on the tips of my fingers are a waste
You are telling me that I am not human
That my dreams will only be dreams
But did you know that you can kill the dreamer, but you cannot kill the dream
You cannot kill my dreams
And I am not sorry when I defy you
You cannot burn me with your lightning bolts
You cannot silence me with your thunderstorms
This should not be war
But I have never been afraid to fight for what is right”
she was the kind of girl people wrote poetry about. wild heart , wild soul , wild hair. she couldn’t be tamed. she shifted the universe. the sun followed her smile and the moon was slave to her pain. she wanted to be nothing but free , leaving her mark on everything and everyone she touched. she commanded attention wherever she went , a vibrant rose with more thorns than she should have. she had the intensity of a waterfall , flowing with rage and demanding to be heard.
Genre: Inspiration, Light, Art
C by Natalie Henderson
she was the kind of girl people wrote poetry about. wild heart , wild soul , wild hair. she couldn’t be tamed. she shifted the universe. the sun followed her smile and the moon was slave to her pain. she wanted to be nothing but free , leaving her mark on everything and everyone she touched. she commanded attention wherever she went , a vibrant rose with more thorns than she should have. she had the intensity of a waterfall , flowing with rage and demanding to be heard.
she was the kind of girl people wrote poetry about. soft heart , soft love , soft soul. she radiated every beautiful color in the spectrum. blues , pinks , greens , and indigos. her bones had flowers growing from them , planting seeds in the ground with every step. she was the manifestation of everything she found beautiful. her love lived infinitely in the stars.
she was the kind of girl that people wrote poetry about. so destructively damaged and so beautifully broken. she could make the brightest of days dark , and the darkest of days light. she lived in the moment. breaking herself on purpose to remember how to appreciate the sun when it came back. you couldn’t hold on to her. you couldn’t contain her. she is poetry.
I was living my life one bad step at a time, letting this world be my guide.
I was lost in a dark path until I saw the light of your grace. Shining through the sadness and madness. I was trying to avoid your calling, I felt dirty in your presence.
Oh Lord I would be lost without you, you are the compass of my life and my eternal salvation. You are the light that shines in my darkness and calms my sadness.
Genre: Inspirational, Religion
My Compass by Esmeralda Hernandez
I was living my life one bad step at a time, letting this world be my guide.
I was lost in a dark path until I saw the light of your grace. Shining through the sadness and madness. I was trying to avoid your calling, I felt dirty in your presence.
Oh Lord I would be lost without you, you are the compass of my life and my eternal salvation. You are the light that shines in my darkness and calms my sadness.
Now I seen the path you have prepared for me,
The path of fulfillment in your grace, I can’t even explain the joy my heart feels.
Knowing that all along I was not alone, you were there catching me on my every stumble.
Oh Lord I would be lost without you, you are the compass of my life and my eternal salvation. You are the light that shines in my darkness and calms my sadness.
Now I’m living in the light, serving you and letting you be my guide. I stand strong to let this world know, I’m here to shine in your grace.
Let me be the example to many other lost souls. Oh Lord I would be lost without you.
Even when this world make them feel all alone and not worthy in your presence. You are here to shine on them. To be their guide.
Oh Lord I would be lost without you, you are the compass of my life and my eternal salvation.
You are the compass of my life and my eternal salvation.
My compass, my light, my life and my eternal salvation is you Lord.
Be the light in a world that is full of darkness
Be the light of God shining deep inside of your heart
Be the light of tenderness and inspiration
Be the steady courage and motivation
Be the cornerstone
Genre: Inspiration, People
Be the Light by Yusef Vance
Be the light in a world that is full of darkness
Be the light of God shining deep inside of your heart
Be the light of tenderness and inspiration
Be the steady courage and motivation
Be the cornerstone
Be an example of why we are all heirs to the throne
Be the example that with God in your life you are never alone
Use the presence of the Holy Spirit to guide you
Be the fire that burns infinitely
Be the Zoe in this dying world
You were all destined for greatness way before any doctor delivered you into this world
Be the light to let everyone know that their dreams are not diminished
Be the light because we were all created “perfect in His image”
Be the living proof that God’s work is far from being finished!
A mighty voices raises for the time
Life started with the name of he
And Ended with Rhythms of She,
Finding he in a crowdy beats
With Hope Of Running soul hearted of She.
Genre: Inspiration, Love
“He And She”….. by Chirayu
A mighty voices raises for the time
Life started with the name of he
And Ended with Rhythms of She,
Finding he in a crowdy beats
With Hope Of Running soul hearted of She.
Walking in a path to find a shadow of he
But life plays an role to meet a new love as She
Saw Her first time met her first time
As She was the shadow before of mine
But a time left a voice of mine as
A beautiful Wanderer of Rover life….
I flight away by Lonely and silently mourning
On burning fire soul of mine.
She blooms and glows and shines,
And stares silently as the dry leaf of bright plant…
It smells and weep and tremble
Before love and the pain to find
it out Until the Next time again..
With the new name of Life & new time with the name of he
And will End the Rhythms of She…….
-Chirayu..
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