I am in the process of putting together my 1st poetry book.
I could really use your help selecting the poems I am going to include in VOL 1 of
‘MEMOIRS OF A BLUE PHOENIX’
MY FIGHT WITH MULTIPLE SCLEROSIS…
I would appreciate your time in either remembering, searching, or newly reading your favorite poem on
TAYLORSPOETRYCORNER.COM
Thank you everyone 💓🖖🏾
We don’t talk anymore….
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We don’t talk anymore…
We scroll…
Spending mostly precious time blind to the fact they’re scrolling by…
We don’t talk about our day, Outside of the Mondain complaints
We don’t talk about Our Dreams…
We don’t talk about what’s truly on our hearts…
We don’t..,
Talk,
We scroll from story to story, true or false, someone’s opinion caught up in our mental wash plus the cost is taxing…
How could this be a form of relaxing?!
It’s distracting, Impacting these moments.
Each moment lived only-
once
before
They were counted as noticeable now discarded
Disposable as long as the screen is scrollable…
We need a disconnect to reconnect with Us…
No phones, no tablets, no social anything;
Just Us…
I love US…
I Miss Us…
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A Bonded Love
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Equaling this touch is only the rush taken in Blood driven boiling with urgency..,
Too touch a living Dream.
Vows spoken taken to heart buried in soul never letting go of the hold I have on this love true seeing it pass through the storm’s of life which rise’s only to test what God has pressed together…
No dividing what he has joined in a bond spoken with lips dripping with the intent to live every word of this-
Promise Sits on Consciousness holding every breath accountable to the energy given;
Souls living a Dream sharing one promise that no Man can seperate.
Still holding truer than Year-to-Date-
Statement…
Perspective
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Released in the Sunset, colors blend in the sky.
Moon ascends to alignment, while Sun Shines on the other side of perspective, viewing a new beginning while one sees an end at the other Angle of things.
Dark to Light.
Dawn to Dusk.
We all must clutch this Gift given.
Freedom found in the sweet taste of this Graceful Life.
LIFE.
An experience reserved just for You.
For you to share.
For you to Understand…
What will you make of It?
What will your hands create with it?
This Gift,
This Life…
How do you SEE It?
TODAY…
We ALL have our struggles, whether personal or community Corporate we,
Suffer together for it;
Whether you feel it immediately or Generations later see the ripple effects felt…
So what does it all mean?
Do I, “Too my Brother and Sister cling..?”
Becoming their steward and keeper..?
Or,
Do we join hands sharing the load to form plans replenishing our homes with Life and Joy…
Dreams being seen not torn asunder…
But,
Rather we care for each…
What would Life be if this is what we seek..?
UPON A PEACFUL SHORE
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I look at life a different way viewing the past as where I’ve been not where I stay changing by the moment from morning to today the flame is lit I spit kerosene upon the canvas adding light creating a spark in each feature with the stroke of Decision putting to thrust the paint brush of Life…
Creating….
what some would call…
A SpokenWord-
Paradise….
TEARS of GRATITUDE
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They Fall one by one…
When I think of the Sun rising on the horizon bringing light!
Scattering the Darkness polluting the Situation-
I was hiding..,
In.
Fighting furiously to stay a float!
In the Storm that raged-
I broke….
Then awoke to a peaceful silence;
The risen light came as welcomed guidance…
HOPE…
At last….
Ray’s of Hope
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Colors dance a beautiful waltz
Colliding with purpose
Unique visions rise to the surface
Dreams burst with color
Displaying this..,
This,
Beautiful-
Tomorrow…
Uncertainties’ Chains
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Tasting the blazing flames of
These fury engulfed Wings,
Feeling the breaking of
Uncertainties’ Chains!
Leaving them dangling in the
Inferno of-
Hesitations wake….
CAPTURED THOUGHT
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Random thoughts connect a pattern of mistakes I wish I could’ve changed the face in the mirror wiping away the condensation so I can see clearly who I’m facing- breaking frustration; these naked screams deep from with in this flame has risen to bring execution to the words of shame felt when condescending looks pierced armor breaching Soul But now they’ve been captured in forgiveness thus rendering them speechless on death row awaiting the word, “Removal”, of ignorance for GOD spoke This, “My Son, FLOURISH!!!”
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