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A Bird Came Down The Walk by Emily Dickinson   A bird came down the walk: He did not know I saw; He bit an angle-worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw.   And then he drank a dew From a convenient grass, And then hopped sidewise to the wall To let a beetle pass.   He glanced with rapid eyes That hurried all abroad,-- They looked like frightened beads, I thought; He stirred his velvet head   Like o...

Women’s History Month 2026 Artist Spotlight: Tamara; Thanks to my listeners, and a shout out to Leo! Join me in celebrating honoree, Tamara as I finally recognize her album. :) Also mention my listeners and a good Samaritan.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uBm0uvAD7s4&list=RDuBm0uvAD7s4&start_radio=1 Support the show Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast   Please accept my end...

I Like Canadians by Ernest Hemingway By A Foreigner    I like Canadians.  They are so unlike Americans.  They go home at night.  Their cigarettes don't smell bad.  Their hats fit.  They really believe that they won the war.  They don't believe in Literature.  They think Art has been exaggerated.  But they are wonderful on ice skates.  A few of them are very rich.  But when they are rich...

One More Round by Maya Angelou There ain't no pay beneath the sun As sweet as rest when a job's well done. I was born to work up to my grave But I was not born To be a slave. One more round And let's heave it down, One more round And let's heave it down. Papa drove steel and Momma stood guard, I never heard them holler ‘cause the work was hard. They were born to work up to thei...

I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You By Pablo Neruda   I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire.    I love you only because it's you the one I love;  I hate you deeply, and hating you  Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you  Is that I do not see you but love yo...

In You Do I Take Refuge A Shiggaion of David, which he sang to the Lord concerning the words of Cush, a Benjaminite. 7 O Lord my God, in you do I take refuge;      save me from all my pursuers and deliver me, 2 lest like a lion they tear my soul apart,      rending it in pieces, with none to deliver. 3 O Lord my God, if I have done this,      if there is wrong in my hands, 4 if I have repaid my fr...

Be Nobody's Darling By Alice Walker  Be nobody's darling;  Be an outcast.  Take the contradictions  Of your life  And wrap around  You like a shawl,  To parry stones  To keep you warm.  Watch the people succumb  To madness  With ample cheer;  Let them look askance at you  And you askance reply.  Be an outcast;  Be pleased to walk alone  (Uncool)  Or line the crowded  River beds  With oth...

Never to Dream of Spiders by Audre Lorde Time collapses between the lips of strangers    my days collapse into a hollow tube soon implodes against now like an iron wall my eyes are blocked with rubble a smear of perspectives blurring each horizon in the breathless precision of silence one word is made. Once the renegade flesh was gone    fall air lay against my face sharp and blue as a needle but...

Galentine's Day is an unofficial holiday celebrated on February 13, the day before Valentine's Day, to honor and celebrate female friendships. It originated from the TV show "Parks and Recreation," where the character Leslie Knope created the day to gather her female friends for fun and appreciation. -newmodernmom.com Support the show Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry...

Poetry by Nikki Giovanni poetry is motion graceful  as a fawn  gentle as a teardrop  strong like the eye  finding peace in a crowded room  we poets tend to think  our words are golden  though emotion speaks too  loudly to be defined  by silence  sometimes after midnight or just before  the dawn  we sit typewriter in hand  pulling loneliness around us  forgetting our lovers or children  who are sle...

love is more thicker than forget by E. E. Cummings love is more thicker than forget  more thinner than recall  more seldom than a wave is wet  more frequent than to fail it is most mad and moonly  and less it shall unbe  than all the sea which only  is deeper than the sea love is less always than to win  less never than alive  less bigger than the least begin  less littler than forgive it is most...

Remember By Christina Rossetti Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann'd: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards reme...

Top 20 Podcast Episodes A Poison Tree – William Blake Apology  Caged Bird – Maya Angelou Champagne Poetry  Cheaters  Fat Vegans How do I love thee? – Elizabeth Barrett Browning I carry your heart – E.E. Cummings Los Angeles Public Transportation Love after Love – Derek Walcott Phenomenal Woman - Maya Angelou Scrub Daddy poem Sex in a Hotel Still I rise - Maya Angelou Summer’s Eve The Grinch To be...

Excerpt from "I Have A Dream" speech by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veteran...

Psalm 91 My Refuge and My Fortress 1 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High     will abide in the shadow of the Almighty. 2 I will say to the Lord, “My refuge and my fortress,     my God, in whom I trust.” 3 For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler     and from the deadly pestilence. 4 He will cover you with his pinions,     and under his wings you will find refuge;     his fait...

She Walks in Beauty - (George Gordon) Lord Byron She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o’er her...

Please join me in this season's first episode.  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: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree

Step into the prevailing rhythm of Maya Angelou’s poem “Woman Work.” This episode brings her words to life through a poignant poetry reading, exploring themes of labor, resilience, and the longing for peace and freedom. Perfect for listeners seeking inspirational poetry, spoken word, and reflections on womanhood and strength, this episode invites you to pause, reflect, and connect with one of lite...

Sonnet 71: No longer mourn for me when I am dead by William Shakespeare No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world with vilest worms to dwell;  Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so,  That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot,  If thinking on me then sh...

Psalm 23 (ESV) The Lord Is My Shepherd A Psalm of David. 1    The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.  2     He makes me lie down in green pastures.  He leads me beside still waters.  3     He restores my soul.  He leads me in paths of righteousness      for his name's sake. 4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,      I will fear no evil,  for you are with me;    ...

Season Finale: New Year's Eve message and 2024 Prayer 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: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree

Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? By William Shakespeare Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date; Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature’...

Still I Rise By Maya Angelou  You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ’Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'...

Baby Jesus, Child Of Love, By Marcia A. Newton Baby Jesus, child of love,  born of Mary, child of God,  born this night to bring us light,  God with us, Emmanuel.    Bells ring out, a child is born.  Angels sing out, "Christ the Lord!"  All on Earth rejoice His birth,  a Child of love, the Promised One.    Hope was born this silent night,  dark no more, eternal light.  He came to bring u...