Category: Poetry

Freedom, Love, Poetry, Relationships, Uncategorized, Urban Life

SUGAR

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SUGAR © PJ Hayward New York 1996 Your kiss is sweet. Everything about you is sweet. Your taste is sweet,              and your juice is honey… But your touch             almost crushes me                 with its power And your sweet desire             surges through to me Till I tremble in your embrace and I must… Continue reading SUGAR

American education, Betrayal, Control, Corporate America, Freedom, Independence, Inequality, Injustice, Inner Strength, Justice, Media, Motivation, Negative thinking, Poetry, Politics, Positive Thinking, Relationships, Religion, School children, Social Activism, Spiritualism, Teenagers, Teens, The Family, Uncategorized, Urban growth, Urban Life, Urban progress

THE NUMBER

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It is with tremendous pride I introduce to you today, a new and important contributor to our YOUNG AUTHORS section. At only 15 years old, Aaron Tabor is a young man with such vision, clarity and understanding of Human Nature and our precarious role as Humans in the Universe, that I know you will enjoy this… Continue reading THE NUMBER

Control, Freedom, Independence, Inner Strength, Optimism, Poetry, Positive Thinking, Separation, Spiritualism, Uncategorized

FREEDOM

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In support of the tremendously gifted and spiritual young people who bless our lives with their thoughts and views, LawdyMissClawdy – Life Speaks takes great pride in announcing the creation of a new website category: “Young Authors”. To christen this new category we are honored to present an original work by an exceptional young student… Continue reading FREEDOM

aGING, City Life, Dance, Disability, Dreams, Elder neglect, Elders, Inner Strength, Mexico, Music, Old Age, Optimism, Poetry, Positive Thinking, Spiritualism, Uncategorized, Urban Life

SATURDAY NIGHT

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SATURDAY NIGHT © PJ Hayward, New York 2014 There's a party going on outside my window… Downstairs. ...outside... out in the back of one of those buildings down there.... From my perch up here on the fifth floor of my building, I am loving the music of Mexico as it flows up here from the happiness… Continue reading SATURDAY NIGHT

Africa, aGING, Dance, Disability, Dreams, Elders, Health Care, Latin beat, Music, Old Age, Poetry, Salsa

DANCE

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DANCE © PJ Hayward New York 2014   I feel the music that pounding rhythm.. Aahh.... Oh yessss... The drums... The drums.......... that Latin beat…. that Afro beat…. the throbbing…..pounding…… in the air through the floor infecting my feet like electricity... it flows like lightning through my body  I am on fire........   Someone feels… Continue reading DANCE

aGING, Disintegration of the family, Disrespect, Elder neglect, Elders, Family, Feminism, Hard Work, Hatred, Inequality, Inner Strength, Me Generation, New York City, Old Age, Poetry, Separation, The Family, Uncategorized, Uran blight, Urban growth, Urban progress, Yuppies

MY CHAIR

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MY CHAIR © PJ Hayward, New York 2011 I nod off in my chair now. From my chair I can look beyond the rusty fire escape outside my window, to the maze of buildings beyond, growing ever more abundant with the passing of time. Where beautiful trees were once filled with singing birds, now rise… Continue reading MY CHAIR

Homeless, Hunger, Inequality, Injustice, Poetry, Poverty

STREET DUST

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© PJ Hayward, New York 1981 Street Dust They stand Huddled in the doorways Crouching in the corners... The crusts of their lives Their only blanket..... The children stand Shivering among the boxes and bags... Their thin hands reaching out From within their withered shirts...... They are the poor, The homeless… Numbered in the land… Continue reading STREET DUST