For September 11

Moments
Of silence in
Sad memories of the
September eleven horror.
God Bless.

(Cinquain)

poem by Walterrean Salley
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Thanksgiving’s Special

The month
Of November
Embraces a special
Time, when family and friends—all
Give thanks.

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Poems Are Like Sunshine

Poems are
Like the sunshine
Upon a heart that is
Intertwined with grief—to bring it
Comfort.

poem by Walterrean Salley
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Hornbill (a Cinquain)

Huge “bill”—
Strong, colorful.
Native of Africa,
Nesting high in a knobthorn tree
To breed.

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Night’s Silence

The silence of the night
Is such a delight,
Which often ignites
A fire of inspiration
That tends to burn bright.

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Where Faith Leads

Wherever faith leads,
I will follow,
Like the blind—
Not knowing the way.
Faith is my eyes.
And faith is my ears.
I will follow as faith
Lt leads the way.

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The Fog Creeps

Lighter than a feather;
On the wings of morn,
The fog creeps
With a silent tone.

From the skies
Onto the ground,
It touches the trees
And all around.

And, so, with marvel—
We tend to admire
The fog's ability
To inspire.

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A Cold Grey Wintry Day

On this cold, gray-wintry day,
The sun is nowhere to be found.

Listen! I hear the rain:
Pit pat, pit pat—dripppppp, plop.
Pit pat, pit pat—dripppppp, plop.

Like a sad song, its music play
To the melancholy lyric of:
“A Cold, Gray Wintry Day.”

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A Packrat

Storing this,
And storing that.
Why be such
A packrat?

Clutter here,
And clutter there.
Piles of clutter
Everywhere.

Furniture, clothes,
Boxes, beads:
Stuff you don’t
Even need.

Always on a
Shopping spree,
But naught canst thou
Take with thee.

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It’s Okay to Rest

In a fast-paced world,
Trying to stay on top,
You push, push, push—
Push until you drop.

Trying to take advantage
Of every op—
Determined to let nothing
Hinder or stop.

You work, work, work;
Work up lots of stress.
But just remember—
It’s okay to rest.
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