"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways..."
Poetry feeds the mind, soul and spirit.
As a wise man once wrote: "
"I believe the world is beautiful, and poetry, like bread, is for everyone."
But for me, there's even more. Poetry was my "first love."
Long before I became a blogger, decades before I began my career as a relationship columnist for both online and print publications, I wrote poems.
As a teenager, poetry helped me to cope during an awkward and confusing period; it allowed me to have a "voice." An added bonus here, is that I have also met and made many lovely friends as a result of our mutual interest in this ancient art form.
In the evolving years, I've even published several poetry books and won various writing awards along the way.
Today, in honor of National Poetry Month, (read more here):
I'd like to share a few personal pieces that I have written.
I hope that you enjoy them. Feel free to share your thoughts by way of the comments section.
Have a great week ahead! Thanks for reading.
Despite the crime,
Despite the grit and grime,
Despite the rhetoric
Challenging his citizenship,
Let the records show
For all the nation to know
For future generations,
And history’s preservation,
That the 1st Black President lived here,
The home of Home Run Inn Pizza,
Buildings tall enough to kiss God,
And hot Jazz spots,
The backdrop of fabulously famous writers,
Oprah’s former stomping ground,
More than a “toddlin’ town”
It’s called home for millions,
Where greatness hangs its hat,
A mecca for movers and shakers,
A great source of pride…
Don’t think twice,
Never settle for less,
You deserve the best.
Life is long,
Life is short,
Cherish the moments…
(4 the Singer formerly known as Prince Rogers Nelson)
He left the party early,
In purple wings and glitter,
Causing time to stand still,
Then the music stopped
For all of us,
Of purple tears,
(C) Jennifer Brown Banks
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