Best Rights Poems

For centuries, minorities have fought
to gain their human rights. How can it be
that even now so many folks do not
feel safe in “civilized” society?

And one...

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Oklahoma just passed an executive order
About the obvious disorder
Of letting men break through the border
Called a women’s bathroom door
Which has always been there for
Keeping out...

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I play like a girl, I hit like a girl
You say I throw like a girl, 
And when I run -- I run like a...

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Herstory from Battlefields to Laboratories
-	Daniel Henry Rodgers

Beneath stardust's scattered gleam, 
Her-story, a comet’s tail, blazing across time.

Through seasons it molds
...Once hushed now bold
We rise like...

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Seems like I could be on top of the world.
I think about poetry like my tongue is pearled.
Just the other day I wrote a poem...

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 As a byway ahead  grows quite dim
late evening ‘s radiance slowly pales away ---
This fiery yet compassionate woman brushes luster 
into her hair...

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Becoming righteous is a high ask
who indeed can claim this real prize
for God declares all as sinners
so need God to give you rise

Being able to...

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A woman’s decision to choose should
Never have been a matter for the courts
A woman knows, for her, what is best to do
When facing the realities...

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Reflections of pink, and gold on heaven’s floor, 
A hint of memories that came millenniums before, 
And the radiance of God’s glory, from the heart's...

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Freedom is never free.
Respect our liberty.
Enjoy its many rights.
Expect it may cause fights.
Democracy survives,
Only if backed with lives.
May we not let it die.


10/27/16...

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Lonely days and nights of childhood 
spent in tears, no comfort
wishing for a gentle caress, a peck
aching for the tender words
weary of the ignorance

my heart...

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CONQUERING THE BLIND SCALES OF PATRIARCHY

Crystal cold are the pupils of some men
staring red to jailed porcelain dolls skin
dowered for the title of chastity,
your curves,...

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The traveler reeked of weariness,
His companion was Fatigue
Wear upon his clothes suggest
He'd come a million league.

Gaunt were eyes deep set and brown
Above his cheekbones high
His...

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I am a child
Like the one you tuck in bed
The one you kiss on the head
The one who gets loved instead
The one who is so...

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MY CLOUD by JOHN G. LAWLESS


I don’t remember asking…..			
yet I am still hearing a babbling brook
of mindless chatter rolling pebbles
through my ears and across my...

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