Granny (by Jordan Phillip Howard-Jennings)

Hello, here is a poem called Granny. It actually started out as an English homework assignment. That's not where most of my best works start out, but I'm really proud of this poem especially, it's actually true that my grandmother did die and my mother saw her the night before she died unexpectedly and I did ask to come along the night before. Anyways, here's the poem.

It's shining bright outside

But the clouds are crying as well

And we're spending the day - right here - right now

In this paradise of hell

People crying till wells are full

People choked up by their tears

People tore up by their hearts

Mom reads her poem. I cover my ears

I don't want to mourn this morning

I don't want to cry today

Somehow my eyes - like the clouds in the sky

Just let the tears drop away

I've had enough. My nose is stuffed

And Granny's gone goodbye

I didn't have a chance to say anything at all

The pain - Why! Why!

It's the month after May

Ain't no maybe anymore

'Cause Granny went. Before her birthday

Just three days before!

My mom visited the night before

I begged to come along

But no she refused. The world is so cold

Just can't you hear my song

This is not the Granny I know

She don't put on know skirts or shoes

She talks and laughs, forgets who we are

Makes weird noises like "cock-a-doodle-moo"

I know it hurts on the outside

But on the inside, so much more

So I'll wait to the end of this frightening event

And then I'll walk out the door

Hell (by Jordan Phillip Howard-Jennings)

Hello, this is JJ, with his new (actually improved) poem called Hello. This was an invention of mine using only pen and paper. Maybe it will inspire you.

If I could see

I would watch the birds

Singin' sweet songs

If I could touch

I'd touch the softest

Nature has to give

If I could move

I would touch the sky

And fly so high

If I could breathe

I couldn't have got enough

Of a breathtaking view

If I could be

I'd be dreaming

And wishing

If I could talk

I'd share you all

The stories I know

If I could live

I would live my life

All over again

If I could love

I'd find myself the

Sweetest love in the world

And it all

Comes back to this

A low abyss

But you hang on

Yet most plans

Typically go askew

So you let go

Say goodbye

Say your last words

That's why I'm here

Way deep down here

The pit of hell

But here I dwell

Spendin' oh

So many nights

Askin' God

To be merciful

To me

But I see

And always will

Always do

A bright future

That often goes

Askew

What do I do

Is there any hope

For me

I don't know

Dear Lord,

This is me

A horrible person

Asking for

Your hand

Oh please Lord

I'm sorry

Can you forgive me, well can --

Am I a failure

A lost hope

An unfinished dish

An immortal waste

A not wished

Wish

A star that

Has fallen

Out of its place

An unfriendly

Unworthy

Man of his race

And it all

Comes back to this

A low abyss

But you hang on

Yet most plans

Typically go askew

So you let go

Say goodbye

Say your last words

That's why I'm here

Way deep down here

The pit of hell

Monday, December 7, 2009

Winter's Approaching Poem

For all of you who are about to read this poem, think of it as a song. A nice soft melody that repeats itself continuously. That's what I thought of when I was writing it. Maybe someday I'll publish the song that goes with it. Who'm I kiddin'? No one. Check it out!

By Jordan P.H-J.

Oh! Have you been listening.

To the wind that blows

Oh my mind goes up and down

Winter's Approaching though

Oh! Haven't you been waiting

For a white soft blanket.

To cover the town. Bring joy back around

Oh! You've been missing out lately

Winter, Winter, here we are

Winter, Winter, come and go

As long as you can just -- stick around

For we cheer for snow

Oh! Have you been listening.

To the wind that blows

Oh my mind goes up and down

Winter's Approaching though

Santa Cheer's, men drink the beers

Woman dance, a great balance

Oh! Haven't you been waiting

For a white soft blanket.

To cover the town. Bring joy back around

Oh! You've been missing out lately

I just want you to know

Winter's approaching though

We are the dream, the women and men

We are so faithful, Amen

I just want you to know

Winter's approaching though

Oh! Haven't you been waiting

For a white soft blanket.

To cover the town. Bring joy back around

Oh! You've been missing out lately

Oh! Have you been listening.

To the wind that blows

Oh my mind goes up and down

Winter's Approaching though

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In and Out of Time by Maya Angelou

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In and Out of Time By Maya Angelou

The sun has come. The mist has gone. We see in the distance... our long way home. I was always yours to have. You were always mine. We have loved each other in and out of time. When the first stone looked up at the blazing sun and the first tree struggled up from the forest floor I had always loved you more. You freed your braids... gave your hair to the breeze. It hummed like a hive of honey bees. I reached in the mass for the sweet honey comb there.... Mmmm...God how I love your hair. You saw me bludgeoned by circumstance. Lost, injured, hurt by chance. I screamed to the heavens....loudly screamed.... Trying to change our nightmares to dreams... The sun has come. The mist has gone. We see in the distance our long way home. I was always yours to have. You were always mine. We have loved each other in and out in and out in and out of time. by Maya Angelou

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