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Poetry about Judgments.
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Poetry about Judgments.
MY QUEST FOR JUSTICE FOR JOSEPH AND FOR FOLKS EVERYWHERE TO HEAR AND BE INSPIRED WITH A DEEPER MEANING OF THE HORRIFIC INJUSTICE THAT OCCURRED AND THE TRUTH AND JUSTICE THAT GOD WILL BRING.
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Get to know poet Adrienne Miranda:
1) What is the theme of your poem?
FAITH, A MOTHER’S LOVE, AND TRUTH AND JUSTICE MUST PREVAIL
2) How would you like people to respond when they read or watch your poetry reading?
WITH COMPASSION, UNDERSTANDING AND KNOWING THAT JUSTICE MUST BE SERVED FOR JOSEPH.
3) How long have you been writing poetry?
ABOUT 40 YEARS NOW AND THEN.
4) Do you have a favorite poet?
I HAVE SEVERAL AND LOVE MAYA ANGELOU
5) What influenced you to submit to WILDsound and have your poetry performed by a professional actor?
MY QUEST FOR JUSTICE FOR JOSEPH AND FOR FOLKS EVERYWHERE TO HEAR AND BE INSPIRED WITH A DEEPER MEANING OF THE HORRIFIC INJUSTICE THAT OCCURRED AND THE TRUTH AND JUSTICE THAT GOD WILL BRING.
6) Do you write other works? scripts? Short Stories? Etc..?
MY BOOK, THE SCENT OF MY SON, IN GOD WE TRUST.
7) What is your passion in life?
T0 BRING GOD’S TRUTH, HOPE AND LOVE TO ALL AND TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE FOR A GREATER GOOD.
We all slid into 2015
On the tremulous wave of last year
Surfing past years
In Jeremy Clarkson built time machines
Mercury chats to the stars in the dim light of retrograde moonwalking super moons
Awakened by the force of stars
Genres: politics,love,inspiration,revolution,science,society,death,rhyme and popular culture
2015
by Dawdu M.Amantanah
{Poetic Culmination}
We all slid into 2015
On the tremulous wave of last year
Surfing past years
In Jeremy Clarkson built time machines
Mercury chats to the stars in the dim light of retrograde moonwalking super moons
Awakened by the force of stars
Women walk below them embracing the sparkle like diamonds
Wearing dresses we can’t quite determine the color
Was blue the hue?
Most say glistening gold
No it must be purple
We all need to hold hands
Singing hymn’s praying in circle’s
Cause the mass shootings and police brutality
Birthed looting and revolution
And the pain of the slain
Drips like sewage in the ghetto’s all across the world
with no one sticking around long enough to pay attention
Hilary Clinton’s personal emails got more attention
While rockets are launched into orbit chewed on like gum by the atmosphere
And salvaged like precious metal
What a 2015 we had
Closer to Mars we are
Rest in Peace
Tamir Rice
Sandra Bland
Laquan Mcdonald
And the hundreds
Unnamed that were slain
I pray the cease of 54 years of limited cargo
Breaks the embargo between American and Cuba
I got 8 quarters in my pocket
Gas is under two bucks
What luck!
The blizzard of 2015 broke records even the abominable snowman gave up
This is just a poem
As the world jot’s down
Two thousand and fifteen ways to evolve
Yet each year we have more to solve
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Deflategate:
Goodell likes his woman’s ass flat, like a crepe,
ok not that flat, more like a pan-cake.
When he saw those footballs
in the AFC championship, it drove his jealousy up the wall.
2015
by Adrian DeBarros
Deflategate:
Goodell likes his woman’s ass flat, like a crepe,
ok not that flat, more like a pan-cake.
When he saw those footballs
in the AFC championship, it drove his jealousy up the wall.
Brian Williams:
Gave little white lies,
while staring at you with his pearly white eyes,
he said he was in a chopper,
he meant in the kitchen – onion chopper.
Super Bowl XLIX:
Rumplestillskin made straw into gold with a pact of first born line,
Russell Wilson made everyone’s jaw drop on that one yard line.
Ticking time and a ball thrown on a skewed line.
Lockette was locked – knocked aside on a whim
and Malcolm in the middle was back at it again.
Brady and the bunch made lunch,
Seahawks were hungry,
but the Patriots beat them to the punch.
Ferguson, MO:
Could’ve waited for backup,
instead,
bullets flew and Wilson backed up.
A painful state resides in Truman’s birth state.
Bess lived longer than her mate,
nearly one hundred years – Someone bless their state.
Sweet are Missouri peaches,
Whiskey Sour and Missouri teaches.
Ferguson, Independence, and Lamar,
all have their stories, near and afar.
The Arm of the law no longer reaches, instead,
bullets fling in its drawn out speeches….
Hong Kong Breast Attack:
Cop was real, Cop was for real,
he wanted to know if they were real,
so he cop’d a feel…
Judge asked for reel,
on a tape, her bloody nose was for real.
That’s all there was before the deal was sealed.
Lady didn’t give her consent,
Cop said an attack was her intent,
Cop cried nipple dent,
So three months in jail she spent.
That’s longer than Lent, I hope that Cop doesn’t make rent.
Loses all he has and doesn’t even sleep in a tent.
This Cop’s obviously not a gent…
I hope he wasn’t breast-fed,
he doesn’t understand – nipples are infant’s bread.
and not something to assault you or make you dead.
Instagram banned the word curvy:
Instagram, instagram, where do I place my pict-o-gram?
in-a-van, on-some-sand, next to a skinny man?
better yet, weightless – next to a-moon-man.
Discriminate against women’s weight?
solve the debate, take strides with a healthy gate.
Push open up the curvy gates.
You take em on a date, give em a diuretic,
hopefully they piss on you – water weigh-it
they’ll still look good even if they don’t shed-it.
You can’t even speak on the topic, so you can’t visually TED-it!
Ironic a Facebook turns face and snaps a photo-sharing app with 1 billion faces,
iconic curvy looks hashtagged with curvy hooks,
seemed to be your disgraces, so you removed them faces…
They’ll still be gorgeous, curvy, while marketing pays a moral-fee,
women curvy in floral bikiNis, hashtagging #Curvee
Women think about their bodies everyday,
at least one thought sad, one bad, all because of visual fads.
dammit I’m mad, a ban on curvy shouldn’t make you glad.
Women genetically have curvy parts,
we know you think the world is flat and you’ve lost your smarts!
Instagram has gone topsy turvy
becoming a big dummy, and afraid to say curvy.
Funny how your instagram logo has all curvy letters,
without curves you wouldn’t even get IT.
You really should revolve around the issue a bit more better.
Weigh more than a gram?
then you have no fans in a curvy band on instagram,
cuz curvy is banned, doesn’t matter if you’re woman or man.
You censor cuz your moderators really aren’t sure,
they can’t tell the difference between a naked Pauly Shore and a curvy Demi Moore!
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2015, by Danny Karl Fleming
The Kansas City Royals won this year.
The Warriors also won their game this time.
Chicago Blackhawks captured on the sphere.
The movie Birdman conquered summertime.
New England thwarted football, tops this day.
Musicians Grande, Swift, Adele, are stars
With Gomez, Bieber, Carey here today.
The Martian hits the screen; the planet Mars
Has water, Pluto photographed up close.
Much trouble in Paris, Ukraine, San B,
And Isis strikes. It was a year of gross
Events, but acute hope and bravery
Can bring success. It never works to make
The happenings become a bellyache.
Genre: Rhyme, Hope, Motivational
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The year 2015 has been one of great joy and happiness.
With deep and everlasting love overcoming all in its way.
Although there were times of stress from health problems.
All turned out well, with nothing at all serious prevailing.
Never to old for Love (2015 Poem)
by Colin Guest
The year 2015 has been one of great joy and happiness.
With deep and everlasting love overcoming all in its way.
Although there were times of stress from health problems.
All turned out well, with nothing at all serious prevailing.
I thank the stars above for my meeting my wife Gulden.
Who since we met, has been a tower of strength to me.
Giving me the will to overcome any problems I had.
Each time we go out for a walk we always hold hands.
With my smiling in the knowledge that I’m a lucky man.
People sometime stare on seeing us sitting on a bench.
Cuddled up close together and looking so deep in love.
This can be seen by all, as surely as night follows day.
Some no doubt are shocked to see us sometimes kiss.
But we feel no shame about this, our love is no secret.
Many more would for sure, wish they too were like us.
Out and about and enjoying the later years of their life.
Even though we are both now in our early seventies
No matter what the weather, we always enjoy ourselves.
So for us, the year 2015 has been yet another happy year.
With our just hoping to see in many more years together.
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It was a year of everything and nothing.
A home.
Tight-knit family.
Happiness.
They came and robbed us peace.
A chaos.
Disintegrated family.
Loss.
2015, by Gloria D. Gonsalves
It was a year of everything and nothing.
A home.
Tight-knit family.
Happiness.
They came and robbed us peace.
A chaos.
Disintegrated family.
Loss.
Then I met Louis Phillipe.
Cherry finish.
Classic.
French.
He sat me down to write it all.
Memories.
Laughter.
Mostly tears.
* 2015 saw largest exodus of people fleeing from the Syrian Civil War. There were also other events which shook the global humanity. Some continue to occur (e.g. the eastern Congo as the site of the deadliest conflict since World War II and the Israeli–Palestinian conflict) and others were quickly forgotten (e.g. Nigerian girls abducted by Boko Haram, the Nepal earthquake and Germanwings plane crash).
Writing gives me courage to face grave realities. Prior to the end of the year, I was gifted a Louis Phillipe writing desk. It is there where I continue to find solace for my soul and spirit to have faith in the goodness of humans.
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Biography
In her spare time, Gloria D. Gonsalves is devoted to writing poetry and tales for children and adults. Her literary works aim to support humanitarian projects and inspire creativity in others, especially children. Not just a writer, Gloria is a creative promoter for writing itself: She has founded World Children’s Poetry Day (WoChiPoDa), an initiative aimed at instilling the love of poetry in young people. She is also a contributing author/poet to various online literary magazines, platforms and journals. Occasionally she writes opinion pieces for newspapers. You can find her online at http://www.auntieglo.com
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Performed by actor Jason Martorino
Get to know poet Gina Williams:
1) What is the theme of your poem?
The theme of my poem is dark humor and the idea that every day in this fragile is a thought experiment, especially when cats are involved.
2) How would you like people to respond when they read or watch your poetry reading?
I hope I can make people laugh, as well as think about the philosophy of life — the philosophy of their life.
3) How long have you been writing poetry?
I started writing poetry and stories in grade school.
4) Do you have a favorite poet?
My favorite poets (couldn’t pick one) are Raymond Carver, Pablo Neruda, and Alice Walker.
5) What influenced you to submit to WILDsound and have your poetry performed by a professional actor?
There are no other opportunities like this that I have seen — I really love the unique nature of the project and appreciate the work you are doing on behalf of art and artists.
6) Do you write other works? scripts? Short Stories? Etc..?
In addition to poetry, I write essays and short stories. I’m also a visual artist.
7) What is your passion in life?
My passion in life is to share a unique view of the human condition and the miraculous nature of life on earth via my art, to live big, and in the words of Emile Zola, “Live life out loud.”
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Right there in his hands
He’d held the light, finally
Rescue imminent
Genre: Failed Redemption

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I smile with broken teeth.
Crookedly we both see,
smiling into our mirror.
Genre: Society, Frustration.
Odd Walking Thoughts – Unique Mirror by Matt Taggart
I smile with broken teeth.
Crookedly we both see,
smiling into our mirror.
It’s not us.
Blood.
It’s my time.
You’ve shared enough.
Walking along looking at leaves. ?
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