Stronger, Poetry by Dawn M. Simpson

The mother bird tended to her young with great pride.
She knew they would not always be by her side.
She tried to teach them with love in her heart,
The day soon came for them to part.
And then the mother bird looked at her empty nest.

Genre: Inspirational, Motivational, Nature

Stronger
by Dawn M. Simpson

The mother bird tended to her young with great pride.
She knew they would not always be by her side.
She tried to teach them with love in her heart,
The day soon came for them to part.
And then the mother bird looked at her empty nest.
She did her best
To fight back the tears,
As she thought about all the past years.
With uncertainty she asked “Who am I?”.
She stared across the vast blue sky.
And with the strong wings that she had earned,
With the fire in her soul that still burned,
She flapped her wings and began to fly.
To chase her own dreams until the day she died.
She felt the wind that lifted her wings,
The feeling that only true peace can bring.
She had flown full circle in her life,
Sometimes being full of strife.
But she knew who she was again.
And as she looked down on the earth beneath her,
She soared higher than an eagle.
Stronger than ever.

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If Pluto Is No Planet, Poetry by Barbara Doran-Rogel

What do you mean?
How could you dare?
Jupiter’s nothing but a ball of air

Genre: Rhyme, Universe, Satire, Space

If Pluto Is No Planet
by Barbara Doran-Rogel

What do you mean?
How could you dare?
Jupiter’s nothing but a ball of air

So I’ve been living in illusion
That planets are in collusion
To steer my fate
Where’s the debate?

Jupiter is benign?
Now I can crash the shrine
Belief’s suspended, I’m offended
Break my heart so now you mend it

You mean, Venus is a molten sphere
That burns you up when you go near
So all that talk of heart’s entwined
Is merely man’s delusional mind

Then you tell me Mercury
Has nothing much to do with me
Or its position in my house
Did not attract my witty spouse

If Saturn’s rings mean nothing much
If Pluto is no planet
Then all the things I thought I knew
Have basis as in granite

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Watch A Night To Remember, Poetry Reading by Joseph J. Cacciotti

Submit your POETRY to the Festival. Three options to submit:
https://festivalforpoetry.com/

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https://festivalforpoetry.com/

Watch the Poetry Reading of A NIGHT TO REMEMBER:

Poetry read by actress Alissa DeGrazia

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http://www.wildsoundfestival.com/february_2015_poetry_readings.html

Your Eyes, Poetry by Agata Pujsza

I like your eyes
looking at my eyes
mutual connection
of secrets from far
inexplicable
real
full of love..

Genre: Love, Relationship, Romance

Your Eyes
by Agata Pujsza

I like your eyes
looking at my eyes
mutual connection
of secrets from far
inexplicable
real
full of love..

I like your eyes
touching my eyes
this warm hug
deep
and gentle
full of sighs
as when we met first time..

I like your eyes
talking to my eyes
this warm voice of reassurance
that makes me feel
we are
from galaxy
of our own universe..

I like your eyes
dancing with my eyes
in these moments of silence
when we sit
by the table
unfettered
sharing voiceless stories from earlier..

I like your eyes..

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Rapscallion, Poetry by Shelby Schimcek

You’re the rapscallion of devious games
Paralyzing my body
Controlling my mind
Manipulating my trust
With your alluring string of lies
Your carnivorous appetite

Genre: Romance, Love, Relationships, Hurt, Life and Dark.

Rapscallion
by Shelby Schimcek

You’re the rapscallion of devious games
Paralyzing my body
Controlling my mind
Manipulating my trust
With your alluring string of lies
Your carnivorous appetite
Devours my thoughts
Lurking behind a devilish smile
Attacking at my weakest
Limp and lifeless
You leave me dangling
At your finger tips
Waiting to strike a match
That fuels the flame between us
With a breath
You darken the glow
Showering me with venomous kisses
My still beating poisoned heart
Crashes into darkened depths
Of lost hope
Kindling me with false love
An ounce of warmth
enlightens my rebirthing heart
Prone to your touch
I’m only fooled once more

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Black also has soul, Poetry by Eduardo Ribeiro

About the darkness of my skin
I feel the thrill of the wind
Eye sideways and feel
My voice silenced
A silence to be black

Genres: Society, Rhyme

Black also has soul
by Eduardo Ribeiro

About the darkness of my skin
I feel the thrill of the wind
Eye sideways and feel
My voice silenced
A silence to be black
It’s live on silence
Cry deep silence
Finding it to be black
Do not cry, do not smile
Has no desires
Silence of Love and be loved

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Give back my virginity, Poetry by Ntokozo Makeleni

Give back the exuberant days of my childhood mama
You let him torture me with exhausting kisses
Unbridled rounds
Exerting forces of anger unto me
I shudder
Convulse into the defunct graves of his pleasantry
Ripped, raped, round and round

Genre: Nostalgia, Childhood, Humanity

Ndinike ubuntombi bam (Give back my virginity)
by Ntokozo Makeleni

Give back the exuberant days of my childhood mama
You let him torture me with exhausting kisses
Unbridled rounds
Exerting forces of anger unto me
I shudder
Convulse into the defunct graves of his pleasantry
Ripped, raped, round and round
Pleasantries abound
Commanding the earth to bring back my virginity a million times
And this nigga ask If he can hit it?
Mama ndinike ubuntombi bam
Mother give me my virginity
My childhood
I want to see and feel the red waters of my entirety trickle down my vigilant legs
I want to feel my breasts grow showily
Gnawing trough these restraints
My chest
Your yellow milk
It has become venous to me
Snakes never cared for their young so I cook and clean
Carry mortifying burdens with my incisors
And wash my hammered hands off of my mother’s disgraces
Wash away the three thousand nine hundred and ninety nine million times we held hands
Wash away the words thrown against walls these hands are tired of building
Wash away the night’s before birthdays
Wash away the beating stacatto against my chest
My mother
Your chest
I laid on for supposed
Hope
Affection
Kindness
Righteousness
Purity
And love Without knowing
Without knowing the rustled rotten patches of your heart
Without knowing the selfish pastures of your soul
Without knowing the hate brawling through your prestressed mind
And in and out your milk
This gall
In and out
Olubisi bujike bangukrakrayo kum
Thixo nditywine
Ndifuna ubuntombi bam kumamam
Ndinike ubuntombi bam

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Together – You and I, Poetry by Sarah Colliver

Walk with me once again-

Chat about the news like we used to.

When my eyes are closed,

The magic wand is waved

And you return to me.

Genres: grief, family, loss, relationships, healing, dreams, parents

Together – You and I
by Sarah Colliver

Walk with me once again-

Chat about the news like we used to.

When my eyes are closed,

The magic wand is waved

And you return to me.

I have the key to bring you back-

If only for those darkness hours

Amidst my slumber.

Together we share moments again.

For I carry you around

Within my aching heart

Which heals, but will never truly mend.

So please dear Mum,

Keep seeking my open door.

I will leave on a light and welcome you home,

And through my dreams

Together you and I will steal our time.

http://www.sarahcolliver.com

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Read Today’s Featured Poetry from all over the world

Deadline October 15th: FREE POETRY Festival – Get poem made into a MOVIE and seen by 1000s. Three options to submit: http://festivalforpoetry.com

Deadline October 15th: FREE POETRY Festival – Get poem made into a MOVIE and seen by 1000s. Three options to submit: http://festivalforpoetry.com

RAIN, by James Kennon
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/10/01/rain-poetry-by-james-kennon/

SECRETE INGREDIENT, by Gail Debole
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/10/01/secrete-ingredient-poetry-by-gail-debole/

INNOVATION, by Trasha Nicole Hickman
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/10/02/innovation-poetry-by-trasha-nicole-hickman/

IN THE FLESH, Lexy Yocom
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/10/02/in-the-flesh-poetry-by-lexy-yocom/

THE GOLDEN MAN, by Alexander Nderitu
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/10/02/the-golden-man-poetry-by-alexander-nderitu/

LINES, by Matt Griesinger
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/10/03/lines-poetry-by-matt-griesinger/

A NOU COMMUTE, by Caoimhe O’Neill
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/10/03/a-nou-place-my-commute-poetry-by-caoimhe-oneill/

A SPECIAL PLACE, by Pamela L. Compton
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/10/03/a-special-place-poetry-by-pamela-l-compton/

DEF POETRY PT. 1, by Def P The Mac
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/10/04/defs-poetry-pt-1-poetry-by-def-p-the-mc/

FLY, by Carolyn Hucker
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/10/04/fly-poetry-by-carolyn-hucker/

WHY TERRORISM, by Husaina Shabbier (14 Years Old)
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/10/04/why-terrorism-poetry-by-husaina-shabbir-14-years-old/

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FLY, Poetry by Carolyn Hucker

Inside this cage is a bird that flies high and swift.
It is bright shining and free
And fearless.

Genres: Loss, hope, redemption, wish, sad,

FLY
by Carolyn Hucker

Inside this cage is a bird that flies high and swift.
It is bright shining and free
And fearless.

Each night its earthbound body’s shed
It becomes a greater me
Limitless

It’s choices are without number,
To run or fly or just to Be.
It sparks

To cast a shadow on the clouds,
To run among the fallen leaves,
To make angels in the snow,
To climb among the summer hills
To leave the cast-off broken skin
And breathe and dance and spin
And just be that uncaged bird
Without the key of sleep.

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