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Angelo Poems - Poems about Angelo


Premium Member Little Dreams and Magic Moments - Title By Sandra Angelo
Here’s a little taste of life from a different point of view. Look closely, and you may see a very little part of you. These are pictures of things that you see around you every day. But, now you can see them up close, in a different kind of way. So, the next time that you look at a...

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Categories: angelo, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Poetess Mother Maya Angelo
POETESS MOTHER MAYA ANGELO by James Edward Lee Sr. Mother warrior, wordsmith poetess Maya; Sister, daughter of the almighty Father Maya; You set the world on fire; Fearless Breathless a world that's in a mess; God lent us this person Maya; A wordsmith, poet, activist, an actress, dancer she has most of the answers; A visionary for the oppress; A representative of women causes; Did...

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Categories: angelo, appreciation, dedication, for her,
Form: Free verse



Angelo
Grounded by emotions is the messenger. Witnesses kiss teeth and let off sighs. A child asked her mother "Why did the angel fall from the sky?" She replied, It's heart was too heavy to fly....

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Categories: angelo, anniversary, anti bullying, baby,
Form: Free verse
You Are My First Born --- Angelo
You are my firstborn --- Angelo Hold tight to your life and do not let go --- Please Your youth is worthy to --- Save Follow your heart dig deep into ---Yourself I will never stop loving you my --- Son Mom...

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Categories: angelo, freedom, life, son,
Form: Free verse
Mio Angelo
Your eyes shine and spakle and thy withered eyes do wake. Wonder, page me up from the heavens unto you and I sit in waiting for thee. Come onto me my angel. Even though I do not deserve what you have to give. Even though do I pale in comparitive view. Oh, how do you think so highly, Want so badly.. Something...

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Categories: angelo, faith, inspirational, life, lost
Form: Free verse



Michael Angelo and His Image
One does not think And why should I being brought so near Death's calamity upon the visage bare But even at the brink There is still a drop of hope left Or why would the living carry it Of energy, form and beauty bereft Clinging, claiming the upright spirit Yes, why should one think How much blood it cost If that was all at the...

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Categories: angelo, art, philosophy
Form: Free verse

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