The Poetic Word
A Time For Goodbyes
BY GLORIA O’KOYE Like eaglets preparing to fly Outgrowing the nest and its parents, There is always a time To...
BY GLORIA O’KOYE Like eaglets preparing to fly Outgrowing the nest and its parents, There is always a time To...
BY GLORIA OKOYE “I stand with the brothers and sisters out in Edmonton, for the incognito meeting about removing the...
BY GLORIA O’KOYE Kingdoms built on community richness, Healing circles Medicinal humans, Have been undermined by the pages Of sacrificed...
BY GLORIA O’KOYEE Every existence is like fingerprints, Snowflakes, Designs on leaves that have ever existed. Even similar to the...
BY GLORIA O’KOYE A friend is an overused word Forced in the wrong places Way too many times. Ancestral...
BY GLORIA O’KOYE Religions warned without faith In a God, or countless Gods and Goddesses Would mean an unfulfilling life....
BY GLORIA O’KOYE Passion being fulfilled Is like cottonwood fluff burning evenly Across the land. Not being caught up...
BY GLORIA O’KOYE When was the last time that you sat in silence? Where every detailed sound From the whistling...
BY GLORIA O’KOYE Like relearning to crawl, Taking baby steps Praying that there will be no falls. Reopening back up...
BY GLORIA O’KOYE If only these babies know what’s the cost Of the path they are on. Would decisions being...
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