Spring Verse Poems

Death strikes with its wicked grin,
Deep grief and sorrow it brings,
Flights to heaven then begin,
When our souls fly without wings,
Each saint bears a halo ring,
They...

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Demilade Ayomiposi Malia Joseph by Adejola Joseph an award winning poet. Author of Cracks On The Walls .
Demilade
Spring out of ocean
Water in the desert
My sweetest...

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You came through quiet and refreshing like a gentle spring breeze. Far away enough from winter’s dreary wear, and soon upon us like the brightness...

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Bonding with Nature

Early Sunday morning; 
nature rattling at the front door!
I accept the invitation to bond,
stepping out with nothing more in tow
than an upturned collar
and...

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Time changes with life and life changes with time.
October grows too old,
Hobbling backwards
With the burden of years,
On the sinuous alcove of time,
Tenebrous and feathery,
Her hidden...

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To: The Country of Absence  
Date: January 8th, 2025  
Subject: Application for Residence  
Focus: Tentative hope

Dear Canada,

Here, in your vast territories of...

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(April 7, 2025)

To new beginnings,
A moment in time where we have an opening to try and start anew
Every soul has dealt with yearning for a...

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Autumn leaves
fall slow
a child's questions 
left hanging
in digital silence.

My fingers trace
letters that will not
hold still

b becomes d
was becomes saw
help becomes
nothing.

The maple outside
my bedroom window
drops one...

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As the first beams of light,
Barged into my dark room,
Saw dew drops glistening,
On spring flowers that bloom.
Kaleidoscopic hues,
Dispelling all my gloom.
...

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You were picked straight from the stem—
a fruit fresh atop the bowl of offerings,
something that must be
fleece laid over blade.
Not taken, but accepted.
Not bitten, but...

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In you eyes
I see the tears
Running down you face
I am not upset with you
When you are crying
I understand that
You have you sad and happy moments
Also...

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In a sea of time, my soul drifts like a leaf in the wind,
Memories are ice sculptures melting under the rays of forgetfulness,
Silent betrayals are...

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I felt like it was coming,
not through buds breaking open,
but through a softness in the air,
like a soft napkin
forgotten on the chest
of an old icon.

No...

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We dont have to use our voice to scream
Because a voice isn't just words
It's art, it's our presence, it's how we exist
It's being unapologetically black

Our...

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In the mystery of the night, when stars weave their dance on the velvet black sky,
I embrace the echo of love that resonates like a...

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