Growth

Just this once
Close your eyes
Open them
They will see things
They’ve never seen before
The distance you used to know
Becomes shortened
The shorter distance
Becomes farther
The people you used to know
Appears strange
The robes you clad them
Becomes worthless
The moments you treasured
Becomes meaningless
The secrets you once shared
Becomes empty
The closer you get
The farther you want to be

Shade of Blue by Olufunke Kolapo (Me, as a Child Poetry Series)

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Shade of Blue
by Olufunke Kolapo

Underneath this same
shade of blue,
I made houses
of sand and sticks,
boxes and weeds;
stuffed doll
strapped on my back
with mother’s head-tie.

I played house with
friends and siblings
pots of cans
soup of mushrooms
and water leaves
I watched ants
appear and disappear
into tiny holes.

I skinned my knees

and bruised my toes

I played hide and seek
in the open yard,
rain or sunshine
jumping ropes
and climbing trees.

I smiled and cheered
without reservation.
I sobbed and wailed
when sad or hurt
no shame or pretense.
I miss my younger self.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: My poems, my writings are like an extension of me. They are mostly my feelings about the people and things around me. Inspired by my inspiration from people, nature and things. I love writing. I love words; they are my drive, my anchor…

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Uncertainty

Time has healed my wound
Nature has cloaked my scar
Friendship has offered relief
Love has soothed my grief
But the memories are green
And somewhere within
Lurks the dread
Of what lies ahead
In the unfolding of day
In the silence of the night
The voiceless mutterings
“Will tomorrow be another yesterday?”

Complements

They know to appreciate cold
who have had to endure
the pleasantness of heat.

They know to savour moments of joy
who have had to wine
with pain and sorrow.

They know to embrace true love
who have had their hearts
punctured by poisonous darts.

They know to treasure friendship
who have had to share a bed
with loneliness and unkindness.

They know to seek peace in solitude
who have had their minds
infected by betrayal and prejudice.

They know to appreciate life
who have had to fight for it
with all they had .

Call for Submissions: Me, as a Child Poetry Series

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Spring is almost upon us (actually, in Los Angeles it’s already here) and our thoughts turn to beginnings — the inspiration for our latest call for submissions: ME, AS A CHILD Poetry Series.

PROMPT: In a poem, tell us about yourself as a child — written from a child’s perspective or from your adult perspective. If possible, please send a photo of yourself as a child to accompany the poem.

WHAT: Submissions can be original or previously published poems. You retain all rights to your work and give Silver Birch Press permission to publish on social media and in a potential print edition.

WHEN: We’ll feature the work in the Silver Birch Press ME, AS A CHILD Poetry Series during April 2015.

HOW TO SUBMIT: Email one poem to silver@silverbirchpress.com as an MSWord attachment — and in the same file include your name, contact info, one-paragraph author’s bio (written…

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Takes Two To Love…

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Love held me motionless
When our love acquainted
Your love parted ways
Love in my heart
Giving all in love
For love in return
The love I yearn
To love all life
May this love live
Longer than love itself

“Love sought is good, but given unsought is better..”

William Shakespeare

For – Love’s Clever Poetry Challenge
Make a love poem, 10 lines. Each line must be four words long. Those lines must contain the word “love”. Then at the end of the poem, include a favorite quote about love.