The Week of Diana is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. The Week of Diana The dark lantern of world sadness has cast its shadow upon the land. We stumble into our misery on leaden feet. Our minds seek to comprehend the unknowable and our hearts seek to Measure a tomorrow without the Sunshine Princess. …
Song For The Old Ones is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. Song For The Old Ones My Fathers sit on benches their flesh counts every plank the slats leave dents of darkness deep in their withered flanks. They nod like broken candles all waxed and burnt profound they say ‘It’s understanding that makes the …
Glory Falls is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. Glory Falls Glory falls around us as we sob a dirge of desolation on the Cross and hatred is the ballast of the rock which his upon our necks and underfoot. We have woven robes of silk and clothed our nakedness with tapestry. From crawling on …
When You Come is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. When You Come When you come to me, unbidden, Beckoning me To long-ago rooms, Where memories lie.Offering me, as to a child, an attic, Gatherings of days too few. Baubles of stolen kisses. Trinkets of borrowed loves. Trunks of secret words,I CRY.
A Conceit is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. A Conceit Give me your hand Make room for me to lead and follow you beyond this rage of poetry. Let others have the privacy of touching words and love of loss of love. For me Give me your hand.
The Traveller is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. The Traveller Byways and bygone And lone nights long Sun rays and sea waves And star and stoneManless and friendless No cave my home This is my torture My long nights, lone
Men is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. Men When I was young, I used to Watch behind the curtains As men walked up and down the street. Wino men, old men. Young men sharp as mustard. See them. Men are always Going somewhere. They knew I was there. Fifteen Years old and starving for …
Touched By An Angel is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. Touched By An Angel We, unaccustomed to courage exiles from delight live coiled in shells of loneliness until love leaves its high holy temple and comes into our sight to liberate us into life. Love arrives and in its train come ecstasies old memories …
Woman Work is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. Woman Work I’ve got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the chicken to fry The baby to dry I got company to feed The garden to weed I’ve got shirts to press The tots to …
Life Doesn’t Frighten Me is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. Life Doesn’t Frighten Me Shadows on the wall Noises down the hall Life doesn’t frighten me at allBad dogs barking loud Big ghosts in a cloud Life doesn’t frighten me at allMean old Mother Goose Lions on the loose They don’t frighten me at …
