and the crows are up to no good
— Ali Liebegott
Mayhem on the lawn,
again, these birds
gather in their murder,
raising such thunderous
racket at the break
of dawn, the quiet
but an hour away
Day 22 for #AdventPoems24
inspired by “Hope”
by Ali Liebegott
https://poets.org/poem/hope-0
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides
— Maya Angelou
Constant, in motion,
every moment of
every day, true – the way
the moon always pulls
on the ocean: that's me,
reaching for you
Day 21 for #AdventPoems24
inspired by 'Still I Rise'
by Maya Angelou
https://poets.org/poem/still-i-rise
Fluttering inside, fluttering inside
— Esther Belin
There's promises
and pledges yet
to be broken -
such chattering -
but
still:
we're stretching
our angled bodies
in anticipation
of release
Day 20 for #AdventPoems24
inspired by 'I Hope To God You Will Not Ask'
by Esther Belin
https://poets.org/poem/i-hope-god-you-will-not-ask
The river bridges and star charts and song harmonies
All in service to a simple idea:
That we can make a house called tomorrow ...
— Alberto Ríos
Listen to the singing,
the calling of harmony,
the rhythmic hammering
of nails in the boards
of the house in the town
in the years yet to come
We've sung our way
into the past, too – drew
upon shared memories
of elders, but that's a song
of yesterday — today,
we holler out hope
on behalf of tomorrow
Day 19 for #AdventPoems24
inspired by “A House Called Tomorrow”
by Alberto Ríos
https://poets.org/poem/house-called-tomorrow
A dazzling thing like day
— Elsa Gidlow
Sunglasses come
recommended
on days such as these,
the hours infused
with something
akin to the hope
we all need; a light
so bright, it cuts
through night
Day 18 for #AdventPoems24
inspired by 'Hope'
by Elsa Gidlow
https://poets.org/poem/hope-3
Galloping, with
abandon, as if dreams
depend upon it,
the heart pumps
with possibilities,
keeping time;
And I am the writer,
saddled with memory
of moments left behind
Day 17 for #AdventPoems24
inspired by 'How To Triumph Like A Girl'
by Ada Limon
https://poets.org/poem/how-triumph-girl
Another problem child,
wrapped around whiskey bottles
in ships sent off into the world,
the tufts of Broomsedge thrive
where others struggle to remain alive,
a seeded invader of unwanted stem
and hew, like me and you —
green as a child, then interestingly
orange as adult, fading to wilted brown
in elder age of fallow field—
and even then, fire shows its limits,
the blue-stem's fiber roots resilient
to the point of frustration
for farmers, everywhere
for Terry, in response to
https://impedagogy.com/wp/blog/2024/12/13/remains-et-al/
And take the hope of dreams in trust
— William Stanley Braithwaite
If we must,
try, then,
for if not,
then what,
and when?
Day 16 for #AdventPoems24
inspired by 'It's A Long Way'
by William Stanley Braithwaite
https://poets.org/poem/its-long-way
She quickens her pace -
a race to make it back home;
cold paws and chilled face
for Algot
with watermelon seeds we swallowed
as children ...
— Nomi Stone
Wonder what has rooted
inside of us -
despite warnings of elders,
we swallowed it all;
maybe there's an entire forest
growing inside silent places,
the spaces no one else sees,
the seeds of abundance
and stories
Day 15 for #AdventPoems24
inspired by 'Waiting For Happiness'
by Nomi Stone
https://poets.org/poem/waiting-happiness