1 Minute with The Bald-Headed Poet

Ice and Fire by Edmund Spencer   My love is like to ice, and I to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great Is not dissolved through my so hot desire, But harder grows the more I her entreat? Or how comes it that my exceeding heat Is not allayed by her heart-frozen cold, But that I burn much more in boiling sweat, And feel my flames augmented manifold? What more miraculous thing may be t...

Midnight by Louise Gluck  Speak to me, aching heart: what  Ridiculous errand are you inventing for yourself  Weeping in the dark garage  With your sack of garbage: it is not your job  To take out the garbage, it is your job  To empty the dishwasher. You are showing off  Again,  Exactly as you did in childhood--where  Is your sporting side, your famous  Ironic detachment? A little moonlight hits  T...

Independent Dream by Dan Higgins I n the face of oppression, an idea was born N ever again to tyranny, we’d be sworn D etermined to create a place free of scorn E very Fourth of July, a new hope is reborn P ursuing happiness, no longer forlorn E ach firework fired, a salute to the morn’ N ation of dreamers, by independence adorned D reaming of a future, by freedom’s hand drawn E njoying the fruits...

Choices by Nikki Giovanni If i can't do what i want to do then my job is to not do what i don't want to do It's not the same thing but it's the best i can do If i can't have what i want... then my job is to want what i've got and be satisfied that at least there is something more to want Since i can't go where i need to go...  then i must... go where the signs po...

Only a Dad by Edgar Albert Guest  Only a dad, with a tired face,  Coming home from the daily race,  Bringing little of gold or fame,  To show how well he has played the game,  But glad in his heart that his own rejoice  To see him come, and to hear his voice.  Only a dad, with a brood of four,  One of ten million men or more.  Plodding along in the daily strife,  Bearing the whips and the scorns o...

Juneteenth is an annual observance on June 19 to remember when Union soldiers enforced the Emancipation Proclamation and freed all remaining slaves in Texas on June 19, 1865. This day is an opportunity for people to celebrate freedom and equal rights in the United States. (Wikipedia) Juneteenth Poems: Caged Bird: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/maya-angelou-caged-bird/id1633899855?i=10005956...

You And Your Whole Race by Langston Hughes You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which you live And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves And be ashamed That such supine poverty exists there, That such stupid ignorance breeds children there Behind such humble shelters of despair— That you yourselves have not the sense to care Nor the manhood to stand up and say I...

You Tell Me by Jewel It cannot be so  you say  simple hands  cannot change  the fate of humanity. I say Humanity is  a boundless,  absorbing heart  transcending death & generations  and centuries  absorbing bullets  and stitches  and tear gas enduring humiliation  and illegal abortions  and thankless jobs I say to you  the heart of Humanity  has not  and will not  be broken And let us raise ou...

Dive into the timeless words of Ralph Waldo Emerson as we explore his profound poem “Art” . In this episode, we unravel Emerson’s reflections on creativity, nature, and the human spirit, discovering how art connects us to beauty and meaning in everyday life. Perfect for lovers of poetry, philosophy, and inspirational readings, this episode brings Emerson’s wisdom to life through thoughtful narrati...

Crossing The Bar by Alfred Lord Tennyson Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea,   But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home.   Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I emba...

Join me as I discuss the state of our nation and ask you questions regarding your beliefs and personal convictions.  Support the show Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast   Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedp...

Prose and Cons Talk: Bald Women get no respect - Liberty, Justice and Peace. Join me for a brief discussion about the humor, positives, awkward experiences, and trials of being a bald woman.  Support the show Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast   Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing...

We Honor You Today by Susan R. Smith To all of our veterans Far and near. We thank you for your service For all those years.   You sacrificed your time, And some gave your life. You preserved our freedom By willingly paying the price.   Many of you Were sent overseas. You were wounded in battle, With scars and disease.   But courageous and brave, You weathered the storm. You faced every battle Wit...

Equality by Maya Angelou You declare you see me dimly through a glass which will not shine, though I stand before you boldly, trim in rank and marking time. You do own to hear me faintly as a whisper out of range, while my drums beat out the message and the rhythms never change.   Equality, and I will be free. Equality, and I will be free.   You announce my ways are wanton, that I fly from man to...

The Beatitudes, The Sermon on the Mount: Matthew 5:1-12 The Sermon on the Mount 5 Seeing the crowds, he went up on the mountain, and when he sat down, his disciples came to him. The Beatitudes 2 And he opened his mouth and taught them, saying: 3 “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. 4 “Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted. 5 “Blessed are the meek...

The Most Beautiful Hands by Vinny Vi  There are no hands more lovely Than the ones that held you tight And soothed you through the night.   There are no hands more fair Than the ones that brushed your hair And helped you dress with care.   There are no hands more sweet Than the ones that cooked your meals And tended to your needs.    There are no hands more dear  Than the ones that wiped your tear...

Happy Mother's Day Poem for Non-biological Mothers – The Bald-Headed Poet  A woman gives birth to ideas, goals, and dreams. It’s more than giving life to someone she’s conceived. Being a caretaker is arduous but rewarding. Thank God for the non-biological mothers who deserve fame and fortune. Aunts’ godmother’s stepmother’s friends, cousins’ sisters, teachers’ leaders adopted moms adoptive mo...

All The World's A Stage by William Shakespeare All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwill...

Split Differential by Matthew McConaughey looking for things that I have seen,  on the outs and in the between. opening drawers that I've opened prior,  this constant crying wolf's proof I'm a liar. imagining places it's perfectly hidden,  just because it's gone does that mean it's forbidden? believing it is where it's never been,  a penance I pay to atone for my...

Granny's Tree-Climbing by Ruskin Bond My grandmother was a genius. You'd like to know why? Because she could climb trees. Spreading or high, She'd be up their branches in a trice. And mind you, When last she climbed a tree, she was sixty-two. Ever since childhood, she'd had this gift For being happier in a tree than in a lift; And though, as years went by, she would be told Tha...

A few lines can reshape how we think about blessing, prayer, and purpose, and Psalm 67 does exactly that. We read this short psalm straight through, letting its rhythm and repetition do their work: “May God be gracious to us and bless us” becomes more than a private wish, and turns into a worldwide hope. What stands out is the psalm’s logic. We ask for grace and for God’s face to shine, not so we...

Solitude by Ella Wheeler Wilcox Laugh, and the world laughs with you;      Weep, and you weep alone;  For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,      But has trouble enough of its own.  Sing, and the hills will answer;      Sigh, it is lost on the air;  The echoes bound to a joyful sound,      But shrink from voicing care.    Rejoice, and men will seek you;      Grieve, and they turn and go;  Th...

Sick by Shel Silverstein “I cannot go to school today," Said little Peggy Ann McKay. “I have the measles and the mumps, A gash, a rash and purple bumps. My mouth is wet, my throat is dry, I’m going blind in my right eye. My tonsils are as big as rocks, I’ve counted sixteen chicken pox And there’s one more--that’s seventeen, And don’t you think my face looks green? My leg is cut--my eyes are b...

A Friend by Edgar Albert Guest A friend is one who stands to share Your every touch of grief and care. He comes by chance, but stays by choice; Your praises he is quick to voice.   No grievous fault or passing whim Can make an enemy of him. And though your need be great or small, His strength is yours throughout it all.   No matter where your path may turn Your welfare is his chief concern. No mat...

Proverbs 7 NLT Another Warning about Immoral Women 7 Follow my advice, my son;     always treasure my commands. 2 Obey my commands and live!     Guard my instructions as you guard your own eyes. 3 Tie them on your fingers as a reminder.     Write them deep within your heart. 4 Love wisdom like a sister;     make insight a beloved member of your family. 5 Let them protect you from an affair with an...