Resilience Poems
I am
by Graham Ereks
I am the silent loudness in my commune
I am the goated sheep with a voice like a cacophonous tune,
I am the ambitious lad with no room,
Embraced by kwashiorkor, now I'm like a crooked broom.
I am the speaker loaded with a silent scream,
I am my mother's son with a big, fat, burgeoning dream
Let me not be the stationary aqua, let me not be stagnant
Stardom on my mind, indeed I have a dream pregnant.
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Ok Boomer - the now infamous put down
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
A badge of great honor
We wear it with pride,
They say it’s an insult
But we’ll let that one slide.
A boomer’s a doer
A person with Pep,
Marching alone
To their own special step.
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Haiku: Dandelions
by Monica Ellis
immortal dandelions
extending through cracks
indestructible
How Will You Stop My Madness To Search Moon In Dark Moonless Night?
by ashutosh kumar upadhyay
**English translation of the Hindi poem (given at end) : **
**Close.... all..... the.... doors, ..... close..... all...... the....... windows.**
**But......... how....... will......... you.......... stop.......... my....... m..a..d..n..e..s..s, O world, O trouble? **
**When the obstacles were small, **
**I made small hopes.**
**This habit has become such now, **
**I see hope in every despair.**
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the strongest one is me
by Evnaul Fox
you think that you are strong
but i see right through you
your heart is a glass shell
hollow and empty, a ghost in hell
you wear your coldness like a badge
but an emotional fool is what you are
because you think that you are strong
when really you are not
you think that you are brave
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I am
by Graham Ereks
I am the silent loudness in my commune
I am the goated sheep with a voice like a cacophonous tune,
I am the ambitious lad with no room,
Embraced by kwashiorkor, now I'm like a crooked broom.
I am the speaker loaded with a silent scream,
I am my mother's son with a big, fat, burgeoning dream
Let me not be the stationary aqua, let me not be stagnant
Stardom on my mind, indeed I have a dream pregnant.
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How Will You Stop My Madness To Search Moon In Dark Moonless Night?
by ashutosh kumar upadhyay
**English translation of the Hindi poem (given at end) : **
**Close.... all..... the.... doors, ..... close..... all...... the....... windows.**
**But......... how....... will......... you.......... stop.......... my....... m..a..d..n..e..s..s, O world, O trouble? **
**When the obstacles were small, **
**I made small hopes.**
**This habit has become such now, **
**I see hope in every despair.**
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the strongest one is me
by Evnaul Fox
you think that you are strong
but i see right through you
your heart is a glass shell
hollow and empty, a ghost in hell
you wear your coldness like a badge
but an emotional fool is what you are
because you think that you are strong
when really you are not
you think that you are brave
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Unforgotten
by Fiona Gillman
Blown about as leaves from some forgotten plant;
Lives lived between gusts.
Cast as seeds beneath shadows of finely-tended orchids
From whose chiffon petals dewdrops slip.
At times such seeds burst into stunning, sturdy green things;
Tendrils winding, tender offshoots issuing forth thorns of portent;
Where spires of amsonia, petunia, and strelitzia there burgeoned,
It yielded a final bouquet.
For Shylah G. Anderson and Fred Bax
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Imprint
by Fiona Gillman
Blown about as leaves from some forgotten plant;
Lives lived between gusts.
Cast as seeds beneath shadows of finely-tended orchids
From whose chiffon petals dewdrops slip.
At times such seeds burst into stunning, sturdy green things;
Tendrils winding, tender offshoots issuing forth thorns of portent;
Where spires of amsonia, petunia, and strelitzia there burgeoned,
It yielded a final bouquet.
For Shylah G. Anderson and Fred D. Bax
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