Open Hands
in Short Poems
I won't clasp my hands on all I can get,
I open them, Lord, for what you choose to give.
To receive Your gifts brings no regret,
I won't clasp my hands on all I can get,
Abimbola T. Alabi
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Offers
in Meaningful Poems
I don't mind accolades
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freely passed on my way,
I'll take encouragement
gladly, any given day. -
The Smartphone
in Change Poems
A sleek and smart device,
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Is taking everything out.
Little things and big things,
It's looking more like a rout. -
Minute By Minute
in Prayer Poems
I desire, dear Lord,
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To cultivate the habit,
Of keeping in touch with You,
Minute by minute. -
In Progress
Striving daily for progress,
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Learning a paradox too --
That it's not always forward movement;
Sometimes, the reverse will do.Featured Shared StoryI've only just found this poem of yours - I like it very much. I must look out for more of your work. Very best wishes, Ann.
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I'll just like to add that I wasn't so sure about sharing this with the person who was its main inspiration - a colleague at work; wondering if he'd find it corny. But considering how well he received it, I'm glad I did.
It's kind of you to leave such a lovely comment. And I'm happy you found inspiration in it. I appreciate your taking the time to share. God bless.
This is a wonderful poem. I had to read the other ones you've written, Ms. Sylvia, and they are all beautiful. I, too, enjoy walking in the woods and also really share your concern about the environment, perhaps because of my Urban Planning background. I appreciate how simply you pass such profound messages across in your poems. You're an amazing poet. Thank you for sharing your works.
The poem is really relaxing. I smiled as I read; it's just like riding a swing. Simple things like this make life beautiful. And the garden green, the roof so brown, the air so blue.... it's a cute nature poem as well. A delightful read.
Could the poet have foreseen a future where kids wouldn't even cluster around TVs anymore but appear detached, more alone with their phones? We've come a long way. The poem is funny, but rings with the truth. I grew fond of reading while I was young, thanks to my parents' awesome collections and it has become a part of me. Like a writer once said in a Reader's Digest article back in 2000, "the greatest avenue to learning - to wisdom, adventure, pleasure, insight, to understanding human nature, understanding ourselves and our world and our place in it - is in reading books." The reading culture may no longer be what it once was, but parents can still keep good books at home for their kids like Dahl said. Pleasure reading is fun and really worthwhile. This is a classic, fantastic poem.