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Cool days, cooler evenings
Time for sweaters.
Chop the wood, stack it high
Get out the leathers.

Trees of yellow, orange and red
Mums in full bloom
Roses bending, lilacs sad
Skies of gloom

Chili on the stove, stew at a simmer
Aromas fill the room
Apple pie, hot cocoa sweet
Just a good time before…
Winter’s gloom

by Melody Wallace

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Well below your ego
There’s a place that doesn’t care
What people say or think or do
It’s very peaceful there

This place is deep inside you
It’s way beneath your skin
The stillness that surrounds you there
Is you without the spin

It’s soul, unspoilt, it’s raw
Untouched by human mind
Affected not by boxes
Or labels of any kind

When you can find your inner peace
Anytime or place
No matter what is happening
You have your own calm space

by vanessa hughes

The first light of dawn
Dispels the darkest night.
There is always hope.

A New Day
by George J. Carroll

I am amazing
Incredible me
Celebrating the being
I choose to be

I’m uniquely spectacular
I am one of a kind
Creativity oozes
From my heart and mind

I’m stupendous, tremendous
I stand out from the crowd
I do things
That aren’t allowed

I’m inspired, desired
I am wonderfully weird
I am unbridled passion
I am highly revered

I’m outrageous, contagious
I am daring and bold
I am honored and cherished
I’m a treasure to hold

I am gifted, uplifted
I am endlessly blessed
I am sought out
For the skills I possess

I’m delightful, insightful
I am loved and adored
I live a charmed life
I’m renewed and restored

I am grateful, elateful
I am centered and wise
I am wealthy and worthy
I am God in disguise

I declare my brilliance
It won’t be denied
The world cries out
For what I provide

I am powerful, masterful
I am focused and clear
Life beams brighter
Because I am here

I am blazing, amazing
I can’t be contained
I’m a glorious, fabulous
Radiant flame

I choose to exude
All this and much more
My wings are spread
Watch me soar!

Hello World
by Dan Coppersmith

by Langston Hughes

Have you dug the spill

Of Sugar Hill?

Cast your gims

On this sepia thrill:

Brown sugar lassie,

Caramel treat,

Honey-gold baby

Sweet enough to eat.

Peach-skinned girlie,

Coffee and cream,

Chocolate darling

Out of a dream.

Walnut tinted

Or cocoa brown,

Pomegranate-lipped

Pride of the town.

Rich cream-colored

To plum-tinted black,

Feminine sweetness

In Harlem’s no lack.

Glow of the quince

To blush of the rose.

Persimmon bronze

To cinnamon toes.

Blackberry cordial,

Virginia Dare wine—

All those sweet colors

Flavor Harlem of mine!

Walnut or cocoa,

Let me repeat:

Caramel, brown sugar,

A chocolate treat.

Molasses taffy,

Coffee and cream,

Licorice, clove, cinnamon

To a honey-brown dream.

Ginger, wine-gold,

Persimmon, blackberry,

All through the spectrum

Harlem girls vary—

So if you want to know beauty’s

Rainbow-sweet thrill,

Stroll down luscious,

Delicious, fine Sugar Hill.

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