As The Soul Unfolds
For the soul walks upon all paths. The soul walks not upon a line, neither does it grow like a reed. The soul unfolds itself like a lotus of countless … Read more…
Poetry
Poetry: Stretch
Stretch A poem by Taylor Gilmore I stretch out my arm to hold the little hand of the little girl who is stretching way too fast for me. I want … Read more…
I Shall Love My Neighbor
Note: I started this post last week; July 1st to be exact. It was my response to the mean-ness I observed regarding the passage of the Gay marriage law. I … Read more…
Poetry: Footprints In Time
(This poem was written in December of 1998 in anticipation of the new millennium which began January 2000. It was previously published in a GSA, Black History Month booklet in … Read more…
Poetry: Praise Song for the Day by Elizabeth Alexander
Praise Song for the Day by Elizabeth Alexander Each day we go about our business, walking past each other, catching each other’s eyes or not, about to speak or speaking. … Read more…
Poem: Like a Sam Cooke Song
I’m tired. Tired of hurting tired of pretending tired of hoping and praying tired of being tired tired of biting my tongue tired of swallowing my words Tired of living … Read more…
The Vision Of God by Walter Chalmers Smith
O THE SILENCES of heaven, How they speak to me of God, Now the veil in twain is riven That concealed where He abode! Yet it’s clouds were once around Him, And I … Read more…
“Sin” – Original Poetry by Laura Poindexter
I read this poem on Laura Poindexter’s Facebook page: Laura Writes 4 The Soul. I enjoyed it so much, I had to read it twice! And I felt like I … Read more…
Morning Praise
Lord, I thank you from the bottom of my heart For once again giving me this brand new start. My eyes are wide open, my mind is clear And I … Read more…
Changes
I was raised on a change is gonna come. Breast fed it’ll be a better day tomorrow Been waiting a long time now and ain’t nothing changing. Seems the only … Read more…
Where I’m From
I am from bell bottomed jeans and Neru jackets, from Kool Aid if you finish your dinner, and let’s get wet in the fire hydrant to beat the summer … Read more…
The Rose
He gave her a rose when he came to say goodbye. And she wondered Why? A rose bud on the verge of living He’d placed in her hand A … Read more…
Just A Breath Of Freedom
Just A Breath Of Freedom by J.B. Hill Held captive for your politics They want to break my soul They’ve ordered the extermination Of all the minds they can’t control. … Read more…
Haiku
This poem was born about 15 years ago after a “self proclaimed” woman of God gave me a verbal beat down all in the name of Jesus. … Read more…