Emotion Poems
On the Summer Fields
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
I’ve been walking for a mile
The woman stalking me has been sniffing for a while
She has become my second shadow
I hope I am not the source of her sorrow.
I quicken my steps on the quagmire of illusion
She hastens with her shadow on the plinths of delusion
One thing is sure: I’d out-walk her.
She makes her resolution as well not to remain in the rear.
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MEMORIES
by Sheela Devi
Memories dont need a wide time span or space,
Mementoes are they, to the remembering mind.
Some wane away slowly for a short time gap:
Come crowding back,to charge the grey cells .
A room, a spot on a wall or a cry from afar, can tick us back,
Boomerang those varied memories, to cling on to man.
One cannot run past or trample with memories,
Once embedded in mind, they refuse to budge.
Wounds heal,with some embalming memories :
Sounds strange, though they
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Desire
by Tammy Darby
The battle ensued
Between combatants heart and mind
As loneliness whispered softly
Of tenderness
In cooing song and rhyme
The brain issued a stern warning
Of heartache and the tears of sorrow
The turmoil of the soul
And the price
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A letter to my stepmother
by Sharon Morgan
Tonight, I’d like to take my mother’s hand
Don’t replace my mother
Tomorrow and the day after
I’d want to remember my mother,
Don’t replace my her.
The next day and the following months
I’d like to keep her in my thoughts
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A Feeling I’ll Never Have Again
by Antonio Hamersky
I felt boundless out north on Knox on a
cold turn of the just-after New Years.
Even though it was a new year,
there was a chance to be a new person,
There’s always another chance,
there will always be another chance
Though this was something I never really knew
Until that time I felt boundless out north
On Knox on a cold turn just after New Years
A Feeling I’ll Never Have Again
by Antonio Hamersky
I felt boundless out north on Knox on a
cold turn of the just-after New Years.
Even though it was a new year,
there was a chance to be a new person,
There’s always another chance,
there will always be another chance
Though this was something I never really knew
Until that time I felt boundless out north
On Knox on a cold turn just after New Years
Dear Walt
by Antonio Hamersky
I have hope and I have joy and I have these feelings of the soul
I rejoice in the ability to feel with the fingertips that seem like a divine gift,
the feelers printed with symbols and circles so archaic
I run these gifts across every surface they come across,
with permissions I ask the wooden table so far from home if I can feel its grooves,
I ask my enemies if I can shake their hands,
I ask if I can judge the sharpness of the blade
I ask if I can feel the fungi, or the leaves or trees,
I ask Mother Nature if I can run my hands through her tallgrass,
Though I’d never be worthy enough to even attempt to braid her eternal hairs
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MEMORIES
by Sheela Devi
Memories dont need a wide time span or space,
Mementoes are they, to the remembering mind.
Some wane away slowly for a short time gap:
Come crowding back,to charge the grey cells .
A room, a spot on a wall or a cry from afar, can tick us back,
Boomerang those varied memories, to cling on to man.
One cannot run past or trample with memories,
Once embedded in mind, they refuse to budge.
Wounds heal,with some embalming memories :
Sounds strange, though they
......
On the Summer Fields
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
I’ve been walking for a mile
The woman stalking me has been sniffing for a while
She has become my second shadow
I hope I am not the source of her sorrow.
I quicken my steps on the quagmire of illusion
She hastens with her shadow on the plinths of delusion
One thing is sure: I’d out-walk her.
She makes her resolution as well not to remain in the rear.
......
A letter to my stepmother
by Sharon Morgan
Tonight, I’d like to take my mother’s hand
Don’t replace my mother
Tomorrow and the day after
I’d want to remember my mother,
Don’t replace my her.
The next day and the following months
I’d like to keep her in my thoughts
......
