• Tuesday, 12 February 2013


Langston Hughes is one of my favorites. He is illustrative, captivating and brilliant. I just love his work!

(Below are two poems from his book “The Dream Keeper”…)


 My People

The night is beautiful,
So the faces of my people.

The stars are beautiful,

So the eyes of my people.

Beautiful, also, is the sun.
Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people

~Langston Hughes


“Reason Why”
Just because I loves you –
that’s de reason why
Ma soul is full of color
Like de wings of a butterfly.
Just because I loves you
That’s de reason why
Ma heart’s a fluttering aspen leaf
when you pass by.
~Langston Hughes
  • Tuesday, 20 November 2012

A beautiful poem I read when I was twelve-years old and loved ever since…

~“Live For You”~

I wish I was and that I’m not

To have lived my life with heart not thought

I’ll never know what could’ve been

If only I had just jumped in

I’ll start my life

Right here

Right now

To live life fully

I make this vow

I am young but aged

Smart not wise

I look back and think

What were truths

What were lies

That’s my story

It’s sad but true

So always remember,

Live YOUR life

For YOU~

By: Sara Gunderson

  •  Tuesday, 9th October 2012

I love to read poetry just as much as I love to write it. The funny thing is, initially I didn’t read this poem, I heard it over the phone and loved it instantaneously.

The words are very simple and the message is beautiful! The title itself is intriguing. “The Perfect Friend” is written by a wonderful and talented woman, who I am lucky to consider as my friend and family. Ladies and gentlemen presenting ….


Today I found the perfect friend
Who knew everything I felt
She knew my every weakness
And the problems I have been dealt.

She understood my wonders
And listened to my dreams
She listened to how I felt about life and love
And knew what it all means.

Not once did she interrupt me
Or tell me I was wrong
She understood what I was going through
And promised she’d stay long

I reached out to this friend
To show her that I care
To pull her close and let her know
How much I need her there.

I went to hold her hand
To pull her a bit nearer
And I realized this perfect friend I’d found
Was nothing but a mirror.

Written by:
Sabrina D. Phillips

  • Tuesday, 11 September 2012

One of my favorite poems from the great Maya Angelou….

Touched by an Angel

We, unaccustomed to courage

exiles from delight

live coiled in shells of loneliness

until love leaves its high holy temple

and comes into our sight

to liberate us into life.

Love arrives

and in its train come ecstasies

old memories of pleasure

ancient histories of pain.

Yet if we are bold,

love strikes away the chains of fear

from our souls.

We are weaned from our timidity

In the flush of love’s light

we dare be brave

And suddenly we see

that love costs all we are

and will ever be.

Yet it is only love

which sets us free…

It is written…

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