Long Strength Poems
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Trapped within the soil
Told stories filled with turmoil
Carrying the weight of black history
But it honours their memory
By always remembering
By never forgetting
Soaked by the tears of the enslaved
Waiting, hoping, praying to be saved
The ground an unknowing witness
To them being worked to death
But in awe of their perseverance
Throughout the years
One thing that remains clear
To the soil is that just because things have progressed
Doesn't mean life for black people is perfect
Racism still exists
It went from slavery to incarceration
To it being prevalent throughout the system
Racism just evolved through each generation
We the soil see everything
And hold the key
To untold black stories
In every conversation, like a murmur of my wandering soul,
I utter your name, like an incantation that binds me to the past.
In every prayer, your name rises,
A golden thread piercing the darkened sky.
My name intertwines with yours,
Like two comets meeting on secret orbits,
This is the dream I carry in my heart.
In a world immersed in shadows of memories,
You are the pale light guiding my steps,
A trembling flame I follow through the night.
I drifted through days like a leaf carried by cold winds,
Until I met your gaze, my love.
Encountering you revealed to me what it means to live,
And since then, you are the reason my soul breathes.
No joy, however vibrant,
Compares to the moments shared with you.
Your presence is like a sun rising over a field of poppies;
Without your warmth, I would wither in the shadow of loneliness.
I carry your sorrows as precious burdens,
And embrace your joys as my own.
Ask anything of me—my entire being belongs to you,
An unconditional gift, like a river flowing to an endless ocean.
Words are but pale shadows of my love,
But look into my eyes, and you'll see a universe
Born from my melancholic love for you.
From your strength to your weaknesses,
I love you in your entirety, without reservation.
This love will not be eroded by the passage of time,
But will grow like an oak under the infinite sky, forever.
There Once Did Live...
by Odin Roark
There once did live
This tree now of charred tenacity
With crumbling faithful statue of strength
Steadfastly stationed atop its roots
The stone statue of Hercules
Father placed so long ago
Now defaced with apple in his mouth
Made buffoon by children
Enjoying hijinks of youth
There once did live
My fortressed escape
With hammered sticks as steps
Giving flight from reality
My stronghold in the sky
This tree that housed so many dreams
Now but a burned out cavity
Remains of remembered life
Entombed by climbing vines
Flowered embracing round its trunk
Reaching up left and right
Forgetting not the limbs
That once shaded its mythical protector
Now with mouth crammed of apple
How cruel
Yet forgivable
The ignorance of youth
An age clinging tight
The few years it has
And how impassioned we become
Upon visiting where once I did fantasize
My own kind of mischief
Hidden by the branches and leaves
Guarded by mythology I knew little of
Yet
Yet today…
How prescient this head of stone
Askew like a court jester pondering me
Seeming able to laugh at himself
As I remove the apple
Coaxing from me as well
A grin of acceptance
O classroom once alive with gentle voices,
Where morning greetings bloomed so bright and clear,
I leave you now—stripped of certain choices,
Unheard, unseen, dismissed through quiet fear.
The silence came—a shadow down the hall,
Erasing names without a single word.
No answer rose to break the rising wall,
No hand reached out, no empathy was stirred.
The leader’s crown slipped heavy from her brow,
Her heart shut tight, her words grew sharp and thin.
She silenced me—no reason, no end vow—
As though I never truly had been in.
The seats were shifted, voices reassigned,
My name erased like chalk at end of day.
Yet still I held the children in my mind—
Their laughter lighting up my fading way.
No grace was shown in hardship or in strain,
No hand extended in my time of need.
Just quiet exile and unspoken pain,
A glowing ember starved of light to feed.
And still within this grief, a truth I find:
Though bruised, my dignity does not depart.
Though shadows press, they cannot touch the mind
Or dim the quiet flame that burns in heart.
Farewell, sweet classroom—may your walls now hear
The echoes of respect, the sound of care.
And may those who still lead one day draw near
To build with love—a space just, kind, and fair.
MIGHTY and UNAFRAID
Master wind is singing a lullaby
Luscious limbs of the trees waving up high
Outstretched are her arms reaching every heights
Swirling free on downy clouds as she flies
Skyward in air with dull sounds, dalliance
Of an eagle rushing twining with space
With claws, her gyrating wheels in balance
Tumbling, flirting to cluster loops with grace
Her twin eyes: wise and sharp to her victim
Innocently playing beside the woods
Strongly flapping her wings quick to her whim
With a brisk dab, clinching claws grip her food
Swooping the now lifeless little green bird
To her thick nest up on the tree, where there
her seven eaglets are fledgling out wards
tweedling, calling mother eagle so dire
I, the mighty eagle of the heavens
Gifted with the strength to glide and conquer
Unafraid to spread my wings o'er Eden
Ever monarch proud in all wild wander
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==CONTEST NAME: GOLDEN EAGLE==
==Contest Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton==
~~3rd Place~~
Olive Eloisa Guillermo
4:47pm, October 12, 2015
The night descends quickly.
The bloody Evon’s moon rise
to its zenith leaving a red uneven path
on the choppy ocean surface.
Quickly I take my special pill
that will transform my legs into a tail.
Patiently I wait for her, tail splashing,
laughter ringing over the glassy sea,
my mermaid riding gracefully
over crested milky waves.
All lovers are asleep or hiding
to escape their fears that change
in the deadly night might bring. Not me.
Ah, she arrives and I’m in bliss.
We revel in the crimson Evon light,
surf giant white-tipped waves,
dive into the dark waters below.
We swim together, bathing off our cares,
the great Evon gives us strength.
The sea songbirds soar o'er our heads,
thrill us with their lovely lullaby.
The waves pound the spiky crags
adding their haunting symphony.
Then will my love sing her haunting ditty,
As I go into a rapture of unbound passion.
I love the sea, the salty sea,
Painted red with Evon's moon,
far from the clutches of the mighty sun
that burns and blotches my skin.
Let me glide down towards the seabed
below the inky surface and mingle
with fish and mollusks and mermaids,
especially the one I truly love.
This is perpetual bliss, paradise touched
To look over towards the far horizon,
isn't that our wishing star
shooting across the inky skies?
This day shouldn't be so bleak
Find some strength- don't be so weak
We can work it out if you
Let me in I'll see you through
Whatever the days will bring
Our love can get by anything
I promise we will not fail
We won't sink, our love will sail
Through the stormiest of seas
Holding on tight is the key
Don't let go or we will drown
Together we are safely bound
Tied together we won't break
There is way too much at stake
To break down falling apart
I promised you right from the start
We'd always be tightly tethered
Bound through every kind of weather
Please hold on and don't let go
We'll be each others safety float
Treading the waters of love
Keeping both our hearts above
The deep water we can save
Each other --lets just be brave
Can we let our love seep
Into our hearts where we can keep
Every single heartbeat safe
Locked up tight with no escape
I don't want to lose what's standing
Right in front of me, I'm handing
Over my whole life to you
Where I hope it's turned into
Something more than what it is
Every hug and every kiss
Will not be wasted-- shoved aside
My words are truthful-- not a lie
In your mind you conclude that
'this one is a dried bone'.
And you look at me as if am alone,
But i have got back bone that makes
Me rise.
I rise! for i am the glittering shining rising star.
I am the African sunrise
I am the future surprise
I am the poetic merchandise
The most wanted prejudice
The lightening ink that thunders rebuke
At your envious heart.
I am the black talking drum,
Talking, making sense as in twisting
Your brain until it starts learning to make sense.
Does my boldness frighten you?
Why restless when am stress-less?
Why do you freeze when i breeze in?
You device means to see am falling
But if i fall i will rise more rooted,
Sure footed, like a tree in the swamp.
Till tomorrow or even till i finally mellow
However, i rise.
Though is not by my strength, i'm only a serving vessel.
Out of thatch huts and bamboo fence
Emerged the future modeling art.
Banana boy from hot black soil,
To become a glorious star.
Who cares if you like it or doubt it or not to admit
That my prophetic poetic tonic makes your brain
Charge like alcoholic toxic.
However, i rise...
I rise like a balloon going high high...
Like Maya Angelou,
I rise! i rise! !
Charles Melody
*Lightning Ink*
Not every man who wears a crown is able to be a good king
And not every women who wears a crown can be a good queen
For if you don't possess the love for God and have a community to safeguard your back
No matter your title or status you will constantly be under attack
Now three generations of kings would not follow the dictates of God
Jehoshaphat and his ancestors had no love for the Lord in their hearts
For if one has no sincerity dwelling within
Your alliance with others is not that of friends
So be careful who you keep company with and be cautious in your relationships
For if you hang with those who don't know God you'll be like a rudderless ship
Lost and confused not knowing the love of God
Bitter and burnt with envy in your heart
Now understand that a community which prepares and prays
Will give each other the power to always make a way
Comprehend that a community which prays and prepares
Will gird each other up to present the spirit of no fear
The power of community is an omnipotent force
Which can bring about true change with godly recourse
The power of community is a mighty entity
For there is strength in numbers that assures victory
Today we see the signs of change and we can not let up
For we've placed ourselves in the position to now interrupt
The power of community is about positioning and praise
Let us stand on Holy ground and in song our voices to God be raised
To give God the glory and all that He is due
For as a community we stand stronger, longer and true
Now let's all use the talents and gifts that to us God gave
Let us step out of comfort zones with good courage and spiritually brave
For the power of a community that praises, prays and positions itself properly
With the love of God and the worship to God will have provisions abundantly
I am a very powerful being
I am silent but most think I am
a loud Surge of energy
most are afraid of
my strength and
my strike can be
deadly and scary
I am a seasonal being
I like the summers
I hide in the winter
hibernate in the sky
storing my energy
until late spring
when I am getting
ready for rebirth
from the sky
to land
I strike
on
8/23/2018