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Our World Changing, Not For The Better - POTD

It's not hard to see or tell this world of ours 
Isn't the same as it used to be. Granted, it has 
Never been perfect, but I've seen better days
I've become numb to a cavalcade of bad news
That saturate the television, social media
The radio, the newspapers. 

I see our world changing with my own eyes 
Every day, and not for the better. Sometimes I feel 
As if I'm dreaming, but it's not a dream. It's reality
It's like I went to sleep one fine day, and woke up 
To a world gone mad. A world, like crumbs 
Falling off bread being sliced

What happened to the state of civility? What happened 
To the nature of our social fabric? What is happening 
To our country? 

I'm so sick of Liar-In-Chief Donald Trump spewing 
Hundreds of lies every day, further breaking 
His unbreakable record of falsehoods. But why stop there? 
Since his presidency, racism, xenophobia
Fear-mongering, corruption, foreign and domestic 
Terrorism all surged exponentially

Under his watch, police brutality is at an all-time high
What is the world coming to when our "President" 
Sides with foreign cold-blooded dictators
Over America's intelligence agencies?
What is wrong with that picture? This nation, this world 
We're living in just isn't the same as it used to be

More and more African-Americans are ending up 
Dead at the hands of trigger-happy police officers
More and more celebrities are falling from grace
Many emerging as sexual predators since 
The inception of the "MeToo Movement" 
Oh, and let's not forget about the Catholic priests!

The never-ending wars in Iraq and Afghanistan
Continue to claim the lives of American soldiers
Needlessly. When will our heroes finally come home?
What happened to the political climate? 
It has grown so toxic. Washington politicians 
Are failing to do the job the American people 
Elected them to do. 

The GOP has become the party of Trump
A so-called leader who stays up all night 
Tweeting more nonsensical lies, who continually fan 
The flames of division, continually assault 
Freedom of the press, calling a legitimate investigation 
Of Russia's meddling in America's election process 
A "Hoax" and "Witch Hunt." But we all know better, don't we?

I wish I could go back to sleep and wake up 
To the way the world used to be...

Poem Of The Day on 12/03/2018

Your Personal Favorite, no. 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by L. MILTON HANKINS
Date submitted: 10/18/2021
Date originally written: 12/02/2018

LET 'ER RIP #2 Poetry Contest(Forgot to submit)
Sponsored by: John lawless 
Date written and posted: 12/02/2018

Poem of The Day Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Richard Lamoureux (Winner: 2nd Place)
Date written and posted: 12/02/2018

I wrote this rant poem for John Lawless' "Let 'Er Rip #2" Poetry Contest, but I forgot to submit it!  It didn't dawn on me until he posted his list of winners.  Luckily, it won POTD and people discovered it that way. My frustration comes through with this one. I kinda felt like Peter Finch in "Network" when he stuck his head out the window and exclaimed..."I'm mad as hell, and I'm not gonna take it anymore!"  I'm really glad it resonated with people. I was pleasantly surprised that most poets that commented felt the same way I did!

Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2018

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To Be Loved

To be loved
is to be a wildflower
blooming in springtime. 
How wondrous to be much desired
by all the honeybees in the meadow. 
There's no greater wealth on all of earth.
That feeling,
that inexplicable feeling
is like being all wrapped up
in warm satin sheets. 
Oh, what a thrill it is
to be loved, unconditionally.
It's like being sung to all at once 
by the robins of the universe;
words can't possibly describe it.
Is it crazy to imagine 
it feels like a walk across 
heaven's pearly gates?
Is it but the loveliest of dreams 
one would rather die
than awake from?
Oh, I bet it is.
I know this much is true,
it's heavenly to be loved 
by you.

2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 6 Poetry Contest.
Sponsored by: Mark Toney
Date submitted: 07/02/2022
Date written: 03/07/2021

Poem of The Day on 03/09/2021

Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2021

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A Bell Tolls For Two Souls

                           bell tolls
                        for two souls
                         crimson red 
                        with passion
                        they started
                      at opposite ends            
                  at full-throttle speed
                racing to meet halfway
              on the rendezvous rubicon
             then they collided exploding 

Date written and posted: 10/23/2016

Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2016

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Obama Rhapsody - POTD

           His full given name is Barack Hussein Obama
The etymology of his first name, "Baraka," a Swahili word meaning "Blessed"

      It's easy to see why he's my favorite POTUS
              of all time. Where do I even begin...
             with this extraordinary man of color?
        He was leader before he led the free world.
        He made his mark as a community organizer.
The 44th President of The United States from 2009-2017
     The very first African-American to hold the office!

               Born to an African father from Kenya
              and a Caucasian mother from Kansas.
        A Hawaiian-born Chicago boy who made good.
             His legacy is glittering like 24-Karat gold.
          Domestically and internationally looked upon 
          as a bright shining light and a gold standard
             in terms of temperament and work ethic

       He's an eloquent, erudite, and compassionate soul.
            A man of refined taste; he picked a diamond
      of a wife, the great former first lady, Michelle Obama.
   And he chose a great running mate, former VP Joe Biden,
                      who's now President-elect.
           A doting father of two to Malia and Sasha
      A wearer of many hats: politician, lawyer, author,
                    even a fine basketball player!

       As President, he had a litany of accomplishments.
              He pulled off the seemingly impossible.
        Long-elusive terrorist leader, Osama Bin Laden
            was hunted down and killed on his watch!
                   A true champion of LGBT rights,
           champion of The Affordable Care Act (ACA), 
            aka "Obamacare", a healthcare insurance
             which continues to save millions of lives.
     He was a fighter for all Americans and wasn't afraid
     to bypass Congress to accomplish a legislative goal.

             He's special both as a President and man.
   In his eyes, I saw sparks of hope and love for humanity. 
           There's no iota of menace in his kind eyes.
       In his voice, I heard truth and calm reassurance. 
                His trustworthy voice bore no malice.
              In his laugh, a refreshing forthrightness.
              A forward-thinker with infinite optimism,
       which he enthusiastically infused with "Yes, we can!"
             On his skin, I saw familiarity, a reflection
                  of myself. He's Black, just like me.

             He's a man of unimpeachable character.
    Universally known for his bonhomie and quiet dignity;
      he stood tall and kept his head high as Mt. Everest
              when bigots spewed racist venom at him,
          burned him in effigy, questioned his nationality, 
           "muslimized" him by yelling out his full name 
           on open mics at Trump rallies, simply to place
                emphasis on his middle name, "Hussein"

               But did he let the world see him sweat? 
  No, of course not. That's not his style. He bottled his anger. 
            Only when unspeakable atrocities and crimes 
          were committed did he show his righteous anger. 
        The Sandy Hook massacre brought out his genuine, 
     raw emotions and the heartbroken nation wept with him.
   The beauty of Obama is his heart, as big as the world is big.  
He's a good man, genuinely. That's why he's my favorite POTUS. 

Poem of the Day on 01/13/2021

Submitted for...
YOUR FAVORITE PRESIDENT (President's Day Project) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by L MILTON HANKINS 
Date written: 01/12/2021

Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2021

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Make Me Whole - POTD: A Collaboration with Heidi Sands

         Oh, precious one, I need you...
        Be the missing ying to my yang.
         Come on home to a safe haven
        In this warm, cozy heart of mine.
Stay forevermore, I implore thee, because...
     Without you, there's a hollow there!
              And I'll journey through
         This vale of tears, incomplete.
        Akin to sunlight without the sun,
            Or a shadow without light,
           Or a Romeo without his Juliet,
 Or a pearl being formed without an oyster.
     On my own, I am but a starless night.
       My dearest, say you need me, too.
   Let me be the sparkling star that shines
            With light to fill your heart.
         I will be as the sun that rises
          To make the shadows dance.
  Together our home, will be our universe
      Where pearls are at our fingertips.
     Warmth will fill every hollow corner
      As tears dry and smiles commence.
               We'll be a shining duo
        High as the moon leading tides.
These tides of love in strength we'll share;
           Moving endlessly together.
            I'll reach your cozy heart
          Where I'll stay forevermore!
    All this could be, if you complete me.
        I beseech you, make me whole.

Edward Ibeh and Heidi Sands: A collaboration.
Poem of The Day on 01/26/2022

Submitted for...
Do- It (Duets) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by James Edward Lee Sr.
Date written: 01/25/2022

Poet's Note: I'd like to take this opportunity thank the prolific, tremendously gifted poetess, Heidi Sands, for being my duet partner for this contest. She jumped at the chance to collaborate with me--despite her current struggle with writer's block--and I couldn't be more grateful and appreciative. I'll forever cherish this romantic poem we created together. I really couldn't have done it without her. I appreciate you, Heidi. xoxo

Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2022

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A Rose From Heaven's Garden

   A rose just picked from heaven's garden;
     a gift that keeps on giving, that's you.
 Passions that you invoke within me, ardent.
   This i know deep in my heart to be true...

  you shall remain my lovely, celestial flower;
  thriving on my dear, far longer than spring.
   You reduce me to rubble with your power;
  your seductiveness, quite a wondrous thing!

   O, crimson rose, how colorfully you bloom!
  Beauty personified; a sight for my sore eyes.
   Glorious! You illuminate faces full of gloom;
   swaying to and fro as a gentle zephyr sighs

      Smelling so fresh, your sweet fragrance.
     As I breathe you in with joy and gladness,
    my dancing heart glows with such radiance
 Bloom on, bloom forever with your cheerfulness

Submitted for...
 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 8 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mark Toney
Date written: 01/22/2021
Date submitted: 07/18/2022

Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2021

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Wear Only Your Skin

                 Never apologize for being exactly  
              the person that you are, warts and all. 
            Tough if someone scoffs at you for that!
           It's not your obligation to please the world.
                     You are your own individual. 

             Should a soul attempt to rearrange you 
                in any form, in any shape, in any way; 
                     tell that sucker to go fly a kite! 
                      Stay just as you are because....
                           you're fine and dandy!

           You're a sparkling diamond, remember that;
       perfectly imperfect, as you should be. Never mind...
           the scars deep within you, or those written 
         on your skin for all to see! There's no shame 
  in wearing those. They don't make you any less special!

               Never change a single thing about you;
                          not your idiosyncracies,
                         not your adorable quirks,
                       not how you carry yourself
                not how you dress, or your hairstyle.

                         Rock on with your bad self!
                   Your personality is uniquely yours.
         Should you hear that it's all twisted and wrong,
                            tell the fool that said so.... 
 "Sorry, you've got it backwards...and mind your business!"

                      You're just fine the way you are.
                  You are who you are, and that's that.
                        Let no one try to change you, 
                 because you're special, one of a kind;
                   and there's nothing wrong with you!

Submitted for...
Encourage Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Regina McIntosh
Date written: 11/28/2020

Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2020

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That Four Letter Word, Love

Look in your eyes unveils a smoldering ember that could make Gibraltar crumble.
One in a million heart that magically kindles fire without matches. Nothing...
Ventured, nothing gained in this rewarding game of love; a four letter word that
Emanates such sweet ecstasy. And no, I don't mean the drug.

Universal Acrostic Collaboration Poetry Contest/Winner(1st Place)
Sponsored by: Steven Henderson
Date written: and posted 04/01/2016

Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2016

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Being A Good Citizen

If you see 
   Something, or hear 
         That could cause harm,
            Or perhaps much worse, 

Say something! 
   Please do... 
      The right thing.
            And report 

What you find 
   To be suspicious 
      It could be a matter 
            Life and death. Act fast!


"Yalto" is a form invented by yours truly.
Lines 1-15: 3,4,2,4,5,3,2,3,2,3,3,5,6,1,5 syllables
Date written: 12/30/2021

Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2021

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Gut Punch

Bearing the brunt of betrayal, 
his long-time lady lover leaves him 
for another flame. Surprisingly saying 
"I'm so sorry, Sam, we should start
seeing other people"

Broken by a brutal blindside 
out of nowhere. He couldn't comprehend 
the reason; the shock shook him 
like a loud trembling thunder
shakes someone out in the rain

Suddenly lovelorn, 
he's left wondering why. 
"What did I do to deserve this?"
To add insult to injury, he learns
she left him for his best friend, Bruce.

STRAND CHOICE P,any form,any theme Poetry Contest( Winner: Honorable Mention)
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date written: 03/24/2020

Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2020