Maya Angelou Live Poems

  • 1.
    We, unaccustomed to courage
    exiles from delight
    live coiled in shells of loneliness
    until love leaves its high holy temple
    ...
  • 2.
    I keep on dying again.
    Veins collapse, opening like the
    Small fists of sleeping
    Children.
    ...
  • 3.
    The night has been long,
    The wound has been deep,
    The pit has been dark,
    And the walls have been steep.
    ...
  • 4.
    Some clichty folks
    don't know the facts,
    posin' and preenin'
    and puttin' on acts,
    ...
  • 5.
    We, this people, on a small and lonely planet
    Traveling through casual space
    Past aloof stars, across the way of indifferent suns
    To a destination where all signs tell us
    ...
  • 6.
    I note the obvious differences
    in the human family.
    Some of us are serious,
    some thrive on comedy.
    ...
  • 7.
    In my young years I took pride in the fact that luck was called a lady. In fact, there were so few public acknowledgments of the female presence that I felt personally honored whenever nature and large ships were referred to as feminine. But as I matured, I began to resent being considered a sister to a changeling as fickle as luck, as aloof as an ocean, and as frivolous as nature. The phrase 'A woman always has the right to change her mind' played so aptly into the negative image of the female that I made myself a victim to an unwavering decision. Even if I made an inane and stupid choice, I stuck by it rather than 'be like a woman and change my mind.'

    Being a woman is hard work. Not without joy and even ecstasy, but still relentless, unending work. Becoming an old female may require only being born with certain genitalia, inheriting long-living genes and the fortune not to be run over by an out-of-control truck, but to become and remain a woman command the existence and employment of genius.

    ...
  • 8.
    The dark lantern of world sadness has cast its shadow upon the land.

    We stumble into our misery on leaden feet.

    ...
  • 9.
    She lay, skin down in the moist dirt,
    the canebrake rustling
    with the whispers of leaves, and
    loud longing of hounds and
    ...
Total 9 Live Poems by Maya Angelou

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Love 14 Children 14 World 14 I Love You 14 Time 11 Life 10 Live 9 Fear 9 Long 9 Wind 8

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Levi Putnam: She is a very inspiring person to me she makes beautiful poems talking about things most people wont. She talks about her childhood, she writes in two different perspectives, herself as a child, and herself as an adult.
Oloya Bryan : She is a legendary poet and one of the finest the world have ever had.
Ntebaleng: She is a great poet. She writes from the heart and shares her own stories with the world. Such an incredible writer
BW Cooray: A great poet .
Richard C Martin: Words and thoughts that I think are beautiful, and wish they were mine.
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Peter Rham Milimo: Very wise and educative
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Wegolonyo Wod Ker: Wow. . .infinity, in her gown yet the world must hold. Maya what a mighty pen from thy heart shall blood forever more. High regards!
Zeb Nicklin: Birds have wings suppressed so sings
depressed and leans on Bill Withers & Sam Cooke ilk
that A change gonna come before too long
same old song rhythm & blues diff day same issues
Let it be open the door aint no words of wisdom
you lining u the prisons
Listen to Bob & see Stevie innervisions!

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Browning, old fellow,
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Beginning to mellow
As seasons pass.
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