
leonard-green
American
Poetry has been a constant passion to portray my innermost thoughts. / This journey began back at Southwestern High School, in Baltimore, / where my English teacher nurtured my creative imagination. This / journey continued through college at Morgan State University with / professors, who had an impressionable influence, to my twenty-plus / years in the information technology community. This inner self has / been shaped and molded by many individuals to include family, / teachers, friends, colleagues, and, foremost, God Almighty.
Since the times of Genesis
behold one man and one woman
evolving fruit from of our ancestors
who migrated across one continent
one world, one people
Through the passage of Ages
as the fruits of humanity multiplied
into various tribes all over the lands
seeking Divinity via towering heights
one world, one people
In the smugness of Egos
breaking commands numbered by ten
unable to speak for community plights
as being keepers' of humanity wane
one world, one people
As the truth of our Ancestry
shed light on origins of the “human” race
shown by DNA and the study of archaeology
yet already written in the "Holiest Word"
one world, one people
During this tenure of Life
race and color have no meaning
since the conception from one couple
when will we have "one mind" to be
one world, one people.
Apr 24, 2021
Apr 24, 2021 at 9:54 AM UTC
Battles have been fought and some casualties raining near
Yet winning the “good fight” has dampened many a fear
Hold your head high, because the conquest of defeat is so dear
Acknowledging the struggles of success, supported by your peers
Now bask in this glory, but always remember…this is the start of a brand new year
The road has been long with sacrifices causing some tears
But life’s “true” lessons thrive from adversity and jeers
Praise His name, for He has given you the strength of gears
As a foundation of character, serving your growth for many years
Now bask in this glory, but always remember…this is the start of a brand new year.
Nov 28, 2020
Nov 28, 2020 at 1:02 PM UTC
Here again, some say a holiday
to celebrate the union of a banquet day
setting aside differences for a Thursday
when we should strive for this every day
so give thanks and comprehend this today
Here again, a brand-new day
to start fresh and leave behind the frays
burdening wills with chains that are passe
blurring the possibilities of other pathways
so give thanks and venture out this today
Here again, maybe the last days
to live on this earthly passage’s subway
and treat one another without hearsay
as we dine and pray together like Sunday
so give thanks and forgive on this today.
Nov 28, 2020
Nov 28, 2020 at 9:43 AM UTC
burning with the fire like a cosmic blue star
the heart has a desire for life’s new costar
who only sees someone to fill a fleeting hole
destined to be a stand-in for the closing role
and life has a bleak hold, burn-ning with desire
enduring a past like a reoccurring bad dream
the heart takes the shock from a medical team
who tries to revive a lovesick patient’s means
with the hope of a new promise that gleams
so life could beam, burn-ning with desire
learning from lessons like a dead man’s walk
the heart can only fathom anew chance to stalk
shrouded by a weary but wanting heart’s need
to find nurturing devotion of a true heart’s feed
and life slows the bleed, burn-ning with desire.
Nov 27, 2020
Nov 27, 2020 at 12:23 PM UTC
I notice…
the allure lurking within the fires of a craving soul
concealed deep inside levels as Dante’s Inferno
scorching anyone who may enter, but helpless to leave
the scent confounds, paralyzes, and then binds...
I sniff…
the aroma submerging every follicle of nostril hairs
compelled with urgency to follow no matter the risks
enticing even the most resolute and strong-willed persona
the scent overwhelms, inhibits, and then suffocates...
I sample…
the flavor sweet as marmalade but masking a sinister
confined trap like the so-called flower named Venus
awaiting patiently for prey to pass the fringes of its domain
the scent appetizes, deadens, and then consumes...
I caress...
the phenomenon beckoning thoughts of ego and grandeur
signaled conquests as meaningless trophies for the coming of age
yearning to be taught, but at the cost of being shackled in life
the scent tingles, irritates, and then blisters...
Senses may rule human nature, but wisdom defines intellect
Senses may rule human emotions, but empathy breeds tolerance
Senses may rule human actions, but love overpowers fear
Senses may rule human existence, but faith moves mountains.
Jul 23, 2020
Jul 23, 2020 at 11:15 PM UTC
If eye could ♫c
the melody in your words, would it be apparent
as a little child’s heartbeat or intentions?
If eye could ♫c
the color in your skin, would it be radiant
as a dawn's sun beaming the skylines?
If eye could ♫c
the quiver in your soul, would it be vigorous
as a wave crashing against the shorelines?
If eye could ♫c
would it be me, would it be you
shedding the ties that bind us in life?
If eye could ♫c
would it be me, would it be you
mastering the songs to the keys of life?
If eye could ♫c
the marvels in your means, would it be arousing
as a chorus from Bach’s or Beethoven’s work?
If eye could ♫c
the verses in your time, would it be forgiving
as a fisherman, carpenter, or disciple’s song?
If eye could ♫c
the principles in your soul, would it be inspiring
as a hymn nurturing countless spirits to rise above?
If eye could ♫c
would it be me, would it be you
shedding the ties that bind us in life?
If eye could ♫c
would it be me, would it be you
mastering the songs to the keys of life?
Oct 11, 2019
Oct 11, 2019 at 7:08 AM UTC
Beastly is this monster state yet many damsels cannot avoid
Some may call it disturbingly conflicting and become annoyed
Where rationality coexists with irrationality in an unstable realm
Pretty monster states navigate this journey as captains at the helm
Pretty monster states, Pretty monster states
No need to disguise your fury or depressions
Pretty monster states, Pretty monster states
This is just part of your amazing expressions
Wonder is this monster state since the inception of Adam and Eve
Men can only hope to be compassionate, steadfast and never peeved
One moment, pretty monster states can be loving and best friends
Next moment, challenging one’s good nature and spirit to extreme ends
Pretty monster states, Pretty monster states
No need to disguise your fury or depressions
Pretty monster states, Pretty monster states
This is just part of your amazing expressions
Frightful is this monster state like a suspenseful thriller or mystery
Only those who are not faint of heart can sleuth this case history
Where a profound will of character serves to stabilize one’s constitution
Bringing the monster state to an uneventful but amenable restitution
Pretty monster states, Pretty monster states
No need to disguise your fury or depressions
Pretty monster states, Pretty monster states
This is just part of your amazing expressions.
Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC
Times are changing…
when reckless emotions inundate worldwide devices
with unfiltered sentiments to taint minds thru vices
nibbling on compassion and wisdom like rabid mice
allowing the beastly nature to dominate and entice
one's humanity to heed selfish or superficial advice
Times are changing…
when tolerance and forgiveness are fading dreadfully fast
with echoes warning us not to repeat an unforgettable past
where deathly anguish and heartless souls were the cast
of catastrophic drama epitomized by flags flying at half-mast
and prayers from the charitable, the humble, the meek were vast
Time are changing…
when the caretakers of the globe care less about harmony
seemingly beguiled with the hunger of power and want to be
rulers of wealth, consuming limited resources lacking empathy
until this earth becomes nakedly barren and can no longer be
home to descendants who cannot claim their manifest destiny.
Oct 14, 2017
Oct 14, 2017 at 11:16 AM UTC
…the vibes whisper to the yearnings steadily
with the mesmerizing tunes speaking universally
as if they know the pain and the desperation
seen through all races, concealing the souls
beckoning thoughts to release sentiments
bottled-up in tears being fought from shedding
as the melody also arouses an inner strength
in the midst of unknown, but everyday heroes
suspended in moments approaching infinity…
the rhythm of the sounds moves the intellect
in ways incomprehensible, drifting to new heights
where only the spirit may dwell in meditation
absent worry and carefree to reality's despair
an euphoric state, pure and substance free
playing back experiences from past episodes
can this awe-some feeeee-ling be for reeeeeal
can it last eternally, or be just a passing fix
until the warrior within is reborn, once again.
Jul 19, 2017
Jul 19, 2017 at 10:46 PM UTC
God's creation of beauty wrapped in innocence
Stirring the soul with her gift of perpetual love
A gift unbridled in candor and endless curiosity
Demanding attention to quench her cravings
Unfazed by the captive fears of her teachers
Blinded to the ways of this troubled world
She represents what we should strive for
Loving unconditionally, the one within
Smiling like a heavenly angel full of love
Erasing the aftermath of another painful day
The only wish would be when it comes to her
Grasping the lesson of compassion to everyone.
Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 10:02 AM UTC