#poet

We can hear your voice We can hear it through the songs of praise We can hear it through the birds We can hear it through the wind We can hear your voice in our hearts We can hear your voice in our minds We can hear you through everyhing ↗

— April Nichole

#poetry #religious #faith

A nation established under God A nation that will only win if we stand together ↗

— April Nichole

#poetry #religious #faith

Look upward to him Look upward on our goal Keep your eyes on him Look upward to him ↗

— April Nichole

#poetry #religious #faith

Today I want to leave the world I want to leave the pain Leave the heartache I know where it is going I want to see my Savior ↗

— April Nichole

#poetry #religious #faith

To be held in his arms I long for that day The da that I get to see more wonderful things ↗

— April Nichole

#poetry #religious #faith

I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn't, So I jumped in and sank. ↗

— Langston Hughes

#desperation #drowning #poetry #suicide #death

Though I love your company, your instructions are wasted her. I will always choose the woman who caries me off, I will always sit with the family of loneliness. ↗

— Leonard Cohen

#family

Sure, we thought the acres That we tilled were sacred, But how could we have known That wheat can haunt like ghosts ↗

— Sherman Alexie

#family-farm #poem #poetry #sherman-alexie #short-poems

By adherence to a special set of rules, the child of the shabby-genteel can sometimes leap across the time which has passed by his family and function in the real world without doing violence to the hopes his mother held out for him. But those who cannot live within this pattern are the freaks and poets, and they travel a different road to peace. ↗

— Murray Kempton

#class #freaks #middle-class #poets #family

I have been used to consider poetry as "the food of love" said Darcy. "Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Everything nourishes what is strong already. But if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclination, I am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it entirely away. ↗

— Jane Austen

#banter #courtship #poetry #food