Hughes Poems - Poems about Hughes

...Joplin's Langston Hughes drew words from jaz&blues With verse incisive&folksey is how Harlem sequence came to be......Read More

...Artist Arthur Hughes decided prelim sketces not to use He followed the style of a mentor 'til wanderlust came to the door......Read More

... When things go wrong, I never sulk or sing the blues. I'd rather go shopping for a brand-new pair of shoes, or treat myself to a gigantic banana split at Molly Moos. I'll not give up that ......Read More

...It’s back to school, hip hip hooray I’m so glad to be back today I’ve got my bag and all my books And practiced intellectual looks Today’s first session is Miss Hughes She’s five foot three in......Read More

...edgar allen poe: he died on my birthday, but before i was born and before the beginning of the civil war. he might have enjoyed the pale horse of that day, as he endured the hellish bells, bells,......Read More

...Life Life is full of pain, and I don't know why? I do in fact... know the Lord, I know Him... by name. He is with me. If it were not for Him, I would give up. I would stop whe......Read More

...Butterfly Butterfly sweet, lovely wings of gossamer gold. Stretch your tips to the stars, as that is the reality of freedom. Glide for hours above the clouds, created by the soft fog of ......Read More

...These... These are the days my friend, that we thought would never come. They are beautiful beyond belief, and they are moving fast. The seconds fleet by, the minutes... are not slow. ......Read More

...Queen Bee Buzz, buzz, buzz... Great Queen, I hear your song. Making honey with your workers... all night long. Sweet nectar of the forest, sweet liquid sugar of life, teased away from the ......Read More

...Dear Father, mine. I ran away from bad. I took my children with me. I found a place to run to. It was an empty castle on a hill. You, and your family... lived right next door. We met ......Read More

...Drifter Coming in from nowhere, staying only a moment, and then moving on. Friend, or foe? Hard to know. What to call you... by name? Without family, left alone but not lonely. A......Read More

...Feeling Young Quiet is the morning, the sun coming over the mountains... in the distance. Not quickly, but exactly at the right time. The day has begun. The birds are singing, and t......Read More

... I knew a black playwright, cried in his beer Trust me, Langston Hughes had nada to fear My friend wrote ‘too white’ 'King's English,' his plight I advised him, “Take Ebonics, you hear?” ......Read More

...Maid My maid of honor, my best friend, (smile) help me in the moment, help me in the hour, help me make it down... the great white tower steps. My legs are wobbly, my heart is throb......Read More

...And Goat heads, cockleburs, and cow pies. These are the things we live with, in the country. Some you step on, some travel in your clothes, and some stink. Foxtails. That sounds so......Read More