Legacy Poems
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Continue readingThe Wisdom Within: A Tapestry of Power
by Emmanuel Liadi
A tapestry of strength, a vibrant hue ,
On women's Day, our hearts sing true.
From dawn's soft blush to twilight's gleam,
A legacy of courage, a powerful dream.
For every hand that guides , and every voice that rings
For wisdom shared, and joy that springs.
Through trials faced, and battles won,
A spirit shines, like morning sun.
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Environmental Legacy
by Aloo Denish Obiero
Our lasting legacy lies not,
In the towering stone structures,
But in,
The forests we nurture,
The oceans we safeguard, and
The skies we keep pure.
"The river remembers everything."
by Dylan Wu Rong
And I was told- flow like water,
like the water in the river.
And I flowed, every day,
embodying myself as the river I saw,
crashing against the rocks of words,
falling from the peaks of disappointments,
swirling around the curves of truth,
I flowed like the water in the river,
never stopping, not once.
Yet now- I am asked to stay still,
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For Bree, Paulie, Brooke, George & Sydnie...with love
by Raina Hutchins
I know I don't have millions
To leave you in my will
But what I have for each of you
Is something greater still
I have a few possessions
For each of you to keep
Photographs and memories
I know will make you weep
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7979
by aaa bcc7979
Continue readingMy name in stone
by John Hughes
I write my name in ash on the stone
The rain will wash it away
And that will be the end of my sick glory
Manderley
by Ben Quinn
Dreams of an ethereal estate, a caged aviary.
Ravens flutter among the rhododendrons
Blood red and weeping.
She ruled with iron-willed certainty.
A certainty that seems so alien to me.
The rhododendrons liquify outside my window.
They melt and coalesce, pooling
The Ravens lap hungrily at the brine.
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The Wisdom Within: A Tapestry of Power
by Emmanuel Liadi
A tapestry of strength, a vibrant hue ,
On women's Day, our hearts sing true.
From dawn's soft blush to twilight's gleam,
A legacy of courage, a powerful dream.
For every hand that guides , and every voice that rings
For wisdom shared, and joy that springs.
Through trials faced, and battles won,
A spirit shines, like morning sun.
......
Epitaph
by John Stetson
When I die don't force my poem on some poor schoolboy.
Just put it on a shelf where he can reach it.
