1 Minute with The Bald-Headed Poet

Psalm 23 (ESV) The Lord Is My Shepherd A Psalm of David. 23 The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. 2 He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. 3 He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake. 4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. 5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. 6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

Season Finale: New Year's Eve message and 2024 Prayer Please keep in touch if you'd like to be updated about future episodes. Check out the links below or send me and email: (purepoet@proton.me.) Grazie! Grace and Peace. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? By William Shakespeare Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date; Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm'd; But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st; Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st: So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

Still I Rise, By Maya Angelou You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ’Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries? Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard ’Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin’ in my own backyard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history’s shame I rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

Baby Jesus, Child Of Love, By Marcia A. Newton Baby Jesus, child of love, born of Mary, child of God, born this night to bring us light, God with us, Emmanuel. Bells ring out, a child is born. Angels sing out, "Christ the Lord!" All on Earth rejoice His birth, a Child of love, the Promised One. Hope was born this silent night, dark no more, eternal light. He came to bring us saving grace, a child of love, the Holy One. Word made flesh this holy night, Living Promise, Lord Divine. Bringing peace, goodwill to men, a child of love, the Chosen One. Born this night, this sacred night Jesus Christ, the Lord Most High, came to save and show the way, a Child of love, the Son of God. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

The Magi Visit the Messiah Matthew 2:1-12 1 After Jesus was born in Bethlehem in Judea, during the time of King Herod, Magi from the east came to Jerusalem 2 and asked, “Where is the one who has been born King of the Jews? We saw his star when it rose and have come to worship Him.” 3 When King Herod heard this he was disturbed, and all Jerusalem with him. 4 When he had called together all the people’s chief priests and teachers of the law, he asked them where the Messiah was to be born. 5 “In Bethlehem in Judea,” they replied, “for this is what the prophet has written: 6 “‘But you, Bethlehem, in the land of Judah, are by no means least among the rulers of Judah; for out of you will come a ruler who will shepherd my people Israel.’” 7 Then Herod called the Magi secretly and found out from them the exact time the star had appeared. 8 He sent them to Bethlehem and said, “Go and search carefully for the child. As soon as you find him, report to me, so that I too may go and worship him.” 9 After they had heard the king, they went on their way, and the star they had seen when it rose went ahead of them until it stopped over the place where the child was. 10 When they saw the star, they were overjoyed. 11 On coming to the house, they saw the child with his mother Mary, and they bowed down and worshiped him. Then they opened their treasures and presented him with gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh. 12 And having been warned in a dream not to go back to Herod, they returned to their country by another route. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

Luke 2 - The Birth of Jesus Christ, The Shepherds and the Angels 1 In those days a decree went out from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be registered. 2 This was the first registration when Quirinius was governor of Syria. 3 And all went to be registered, each to his own town. 4 And Joseph also went up from Galilee, from the town of Nazareth, to Judea, to the city of David, which is called Bethlehem, because he was of the house and lineage of David, 5 to be registered with Mary, his betrothed, who was with child. 6 And while they were there, the time came for her to give birth. 7 And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling cloths and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn. 8 And in the same region there were shepherds out in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. 9 And an angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were filled with great fear. 10 And the angel said to them, “Fear not, for behold, I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. 11 For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. 12 And this will be a sign for you: you will find a baby wrapped in swaddling cloths and lying in a manger.” 13 And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying, 14 “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among those with whom he is pleased!” 15 When the angels went away from them into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let us go over to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has made known to us.” 16 And they went with haste and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby lying in a manger. 17 And when they saw it, they made known the saying that had been told them concerning this child. 18 And all who heard it wondered at what the shepherds told them. 19 But Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart. 20 And the shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all they had heard and seen, as it had been told them. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

The Paradoxical Commandments, By Kent M. Keith People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered. Love them anyway. If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives. Do good anyway. If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway. The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway. Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable. Be honest and frank anyway. The biggest men and women with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest men and women with the smallest minds. Think big anyway. People favor underdogs but follow only top dogs. Fight for a few underdogs anyway. What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight. Build anyway. People really need help but may attack you if you do help them. Help people anyway. Give the world the best you have and you'll get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

The day following Thanksgiving— commonly referred to as Black Friday— has become one of the busiest shopping days of the year in the United States. National chain stores traditionally offer limited money-saving specials on a wide variety of goods in an effort to lure shoppers into stores while offering similar deals online. (www.britannica.com) Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

The Passionate Shepherd to His Love, By: Christopher Marlowe Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields. And we will sit upon the rocks, Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle; A gown made of the finest wool Which from our pretty lambs we pull; Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold; A belt of straw and ivy buds, With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love. The shepherds' swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

Good Timber, By Douglas Malloch The tree that never had to fight For sun and sky and air and light, But stood out in the open plain And always got its share of rain, Never became a forest king But lived and died a scrubby thing. The man who never had to toil To gain and farm his patch of soil, Who never had to win his share Of sun and sky and light and air, Never became a manly man But lived and died as he began. Good timber does not grow with ease, The stronger wind, the stronger trees, The further sky, the greater length, The more the storm, the more the strength. By sun and cold, by rain and snow, In trees and men good timbers grow. Where thickest lies the forest growth We find the patriarchs of both. And they hold counsel with the stars Whose broken branches show the scars Of many winds and much of strife. This is the common law of life. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

Thanksgiving Day, By Thomas Frederick Young God of the harvest, once again Our joyful tones we raise, For all Thy goodness, day by day, We give Thee thankful praise. With blessings rich, from fertile field, And gifts from fruitful tree, We wish, this day, our thanks to yield With earnest hearts, to Thee. We plough'd the ground, we sow'd the seed, But Thou didst send the rain In grateful show'rs, in time of need, And now we've reap'd the grain. The sun with grateful heat did shine; The dew did nightly fall; And now, for loaded tree and vine - We give Thee thanks for all. The bee, in well-fill'd honey cells, Her sweets for us hath stow'd, The crystal water in the wells, For us from springs hath flow'd. The lowing herd, the prancing steed Receiv'd we from Thy hand, And we, this day, return our meed Of praise, throughout the land. Then let us sing with earnest hearts, Tho' joyful be each lay, And thankful ev'ry song that starts On this Thanksgiving Day. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

For years, people have debated whether punishing children works, whether it corrects their behaviors without having any negative long-term consequences. Spanking is one such form of discipline. Does spanking children work? (www.psychologytoday.com) Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

Thanksgiving, By, Ella Wheeler Wilcox We walk on starry fields of white And do not see the daisies; For blessings common in our sight We rarely offer praises. We sigh for some supreme delight To crown our lives with splendor, And quite ignore our daily store Of pleasures sweet and tender. Our cares are bold and push their way Upon our thought and feeling. They hang about us all the day, Our time from pleasure stealing. So unobtrusive many a joy We pass by and forget it, But worry strives to own our lives And conquers if we let it. There's not a day in all the year But holds some hidden pleasure, And looking back, joys oft appear To brim the past's wide measure. But blessings are like friends, I hold, Who love and labor near us. We ought to raise our notes of praise While living hearts can hear us. Full many a blessing wears the guise Of worry or of trouble. Farseeing is the soul and wise Who knows the mask is double. But he who has the faith and strength To thank his God for sorrow Has found a joy without alloy To gladden every morrow. We ought to make the moments notes Of happy, glad Thanksgiving; The hours and days a silent phrase Of music we are living. And so the theme should swell and grow As weeks and months pass o'er us, And rise sublime at this good time, A grand Thanksgiving chorus. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

The Serenity Prayer, By Reinhold Niebuhr God, give us grace to accept with serenity the things that cannot be changed, Courage to change the things which should be changed, and the Wisdom to distinguish the one from the other. Living one day at a time, Enjoying one moment at a time, Accepting hardship as a pathway to peace, Taking, as Jesus did, This sinful world as it is, Not as I would have it, Trusting that You will make all things right, If I surrender to Your will, So that I may be reasonably happy in this life, And supremely happy with You forever in the next. Amen. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

To Be In Love, By Gwendolyn Brooks To be in love Is to touch with a lighter hand. In yourself you stretch, you are well. You look at things Through his eyes. A cardinal is red. A sky is blue. Suddenly you know he knows too. He is not there but You know you are tasting together The winter, or a light spring weather. His hand to take your hand is overmuch. Too much to bear. You cannot look in his eyes Because your pulse must not say What must not be said. When he Shuts a door- Is not there_ Your arms are water. And you are free With a ghastly freedom. You are the beautiful half Of a golden hurt. You remember and covet his mouth To touch, to whisper on. Oh when to declare Is certain Death! Oh when to apprize Is to mesmerize, To see fall down, the Column of Gold, Into the commonest ash. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

Surviving, By Amanda Gorman These words need not be red for our blood to run through them. When tragedy threatens to end us, we are flooded by what is felt; Our faces fluctuating, warped like an acre passing Seasons. Perhaps the years are plotted & planned Just like seeds in a fresh-plowed field. When we dream, we act only with instinct. We might not be fully sure of all that we are. & yet we have endured all that we were. Even now we're shuddering: The revelation aching. It didn't have to be this way. In fact, it did not have to be. The gone were/are no threshold, No stepstone beneath our feet. Even as they did not die For us, we shall move for them. We shall only learn when we let this loss, Like us, sing on & on. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

Isaiah 6:10 Make the heart of this people dull, and their ears heavy, and blind their eyes; lest they see with their eyes, and hear with their ears, and understand with their hearts, and turn and be healed.” Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

Domestic violence takes place in our nation every minute of every day, occurring just about every 15 seconds. Most Americans don’t realize just how real domestic violence is and how many lives are affected by it. Most of these cases are left behind closed doors. That’s why the Domestic Violence Awareness Month was introduced to not only educate and raise that awareness but bring the support and strength that domestic violence victims need. Domestic violence awareness month was first introduced back in 1981 by the National Coalition Against Domestic violence. It was created not only to bring more awareness to others but to connect and unify the millions of affected victims that had been battered due to domestic violence. (www.domesticviolence.org) Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo

Revised Version of, Do not go gentle into that good night. By: Dylan Thomas Please go gentle into that good night, Old age shouldn’t burn and rave at close of day; Don’t rage, why rage against the dying of the light? Wise men at their end look forward to that heavenly light, Their lives will no longer be filled with pain and strife, They will go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how you should take the free gift of the water of life. So don’t Rage, Don’t rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, surely their reward is on its way, They will go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze at the face of Jesus Christ, So don’t Rage, Don’t rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Sing, bless, me now with your last words, I pray. You will go gentle into that good night. Don’t rage, Don’t rage against the dying of the light. Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink, You're a gift! Thank you for your time and attention. It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY LINKS BELOW, POR FAVOR: PODCAST: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/1-minute-with-the-bald-headed-poet/id1633899855 PRAYER YOUTUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAW1E6AKOQ2GGlOKzhBVkEg MY PRAYER FOR YOU VIDEO: https://youtube.com/shorts/tko5zTnpUC4?feature=share T-SHIRTS: http://www.melekhcalamus.company.site INSTAGRAM: @melekhcalamus https://www.instagram.com/melekhcalamus/ ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree Thanks for giving my content a review, God bless you! xoxo