Showing posts with label Langston Hughes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Langston Hughes. Show all posts

Saturday, 4 March 2017

Girl In A Miniskirt Reading The Bible Outside My Window - Poem by Charles Bukowski

Sunday, I am eating a
grapefruit, church is over at the Russian 
Orthadox to the
west.

she is dark
of Eastern descent,
large brown eyes look up from the Bible
then down. a small red and black
Bible, and as she reads

Thursday, 12 January 2017

Dreams - Poem by Langston Hughes

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

As I Grew Older - Poem by Langston Hughes

It was a long time ago.
I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then,
In front of me,

Mother To Son - Poem by Langston Hughes

Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,

I, Too - Poem by Langston Hughes

I, too, sing America.

I am the darker brother.
They send me to eat in the kitchen
When company comes,

April Rain Song - Poem by Langston Hughes

Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk

Let America Be America Again - Poem by Langston Hughes

Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.

Dream Deferred - Poem by Langston Hughes

What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--

Cross - Poem by Langston Hughes

My old man's a white old man
And my old mother's black.
If ever I cursed my white old man
I take my curses back.
If ever I cursed my black old mother
And wished she were in hell,

Democracy - Poem by Langston Hughes

Democracy will not come
Today, this year
Nor ever
Through compromise and fear.

Children's Rhymes - Poem by Langston Hughes

By what sends
the white kids
I ain't sent:
I know I can't
be President.

Dream Variations - Poem by Langston Hughes

To fling my arms wide
In some place of the sun,
To whirl and to dance
Till the white day is done.

Suicide's Note - Poem by Langston Hughes

The calm, 
Cool face of the river
Asked me for a kiss. 

The Negro Mother - Poem by Langston Hughes

Children, I come back today 
To tell you a story of the long dark way 
That I had to climb, that I had to know 
In order that the race might live and grow. 

Life Is Fine - Poem by Langston Hughes

I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank.

I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn't a-been so cold
I might've sunk and died.

Bad Morning - Poem by Langston Hughes

Here I sit
With my shoes mismated.
Lawdy-mercy!
I's frustrated! 

My People - Poem by Langston Hughes

The night is beautiful,
So the faces of my people.

The stars are beautiful,
So the eyes of my people.

Dinner Guest: Me - Poem by Langston Hughes

I know I am
The Negro Problem
Being wined and dined,
Answering the usual questions

Daybreak In Alabama - Poem by Langston Hughes

When I get to be a composer
I'm gonna write me some music about
Daybreak in Alabama
And I'm gonna put the purtiest songs in it

Cultural Exchange - Poem by Langston Hughes

In the Quarter of the Negroes
Where the doors are doors of paper
Dust of dingy atoms
Blows a scratchy sound.