UNCLE SAM i AM
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U C MAN?
SAM I am
Sam i am
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USiAMinU
USinME
MINUS US
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No BEing
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NO ABUSE
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Woe Man
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Uncle SAM
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Categories:
unc, 12th grade, africa, america,
Form: Shape
Nostalgia captures my lone heart’s ear
as I drift along these mournful days.
Not sad for a life lost to death,
but of affections lost to time.
I’m fearful of not gaining back
the memories I lust to relive.
So as the clock continues to tick,
the bell tower also chimes.
The tune it sings brings me to you,
in mind, walking through autumn paths,
our faces full, newly kindled love.
We walked on brick that matched the leaves
of red and orange, like the twilight sky.
The crisp air bit at her nose and cheeks,
turning them pink while we laughed along
sincerely to each other’s faults and quirks.
Her genuine smile lightened her eyes
of hazelnut with a dark green ring
bursting from the center and staring,
somehow, into your innermost desires,
disarming you with her gentle ways
and soft spoken tongue with dreamy voice.
Her hair flowed like a breeze through a grassy field,
the color of a deep golden brown.
She looked at me, wide eyed, with passion,
oblivious to the chilling wind
which reddened her cheeks relentlessly
as her stare bore into my longing heart.
Her look had caught me in a snare
as we wandered, arm’s linked, in autumn air.
Categories:
unc, autumn, imagery, love, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse
"My Life Remains"
by: Eric L. Boddie
One week ago I looked death in the face without fear
Since Jesus Is In my heart, I am still here
Riding along with my uncle, a friend pulled into our path
And he hesitated rather than mashing the gas
There was nothing we could do, Unc tried his best to miss
And as he veered slightly to the left, there were four Lives that can now reminisce
Of an event that could have torn two families apart
But God Was With us from the very start
No broken bones, but the doctors say I may have a pinched nerve
Because the strength in my right arm seems to have forgotten how to serve
And that is the write arm and writing is about all I can now do
This is something I would wish for no one to go through
But s*** happens, and that is all I can say
And before it happens to you, make sure you Know How To Pray
Categories:
unc, blessing, car, death, encouraging,
Form: Rhyme