The Poetry Corner – July 2019


It was a long time ago.
I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then,
In front of me,
Bright like a sun—
My dream.
And then the wall rose,
Rose slowly,
Between me and my dream.
Rose until it touched the sky—
The wall.
I am black.
I lie down in the shadow.
No longer the light of my dream before me,
Above me.
Only the thick wall.
Only the shadow.
My hands!
My dark hands!
Break through the wall!
Find my dream!
Help me to shatter this darkness,
To smash this night,
To break this shadow
Into a thousand lights of sun,
Into a thousand whirling dreams
Of sun!

-Langston Hughes (Cleveland Native)


The Unclaimed Child

The unclaimed child roams about in silence

Her father is not there nor does he care if she has decent clothes to wear

The unclaimed child is cast aside in a corner where she cries

Desperately for someone to hear

That awful pain she fears

By Laura McCarroll


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My God is extraordinary and He’s reconstructing my mind

So that I too, may fall in line.

The gift of time is claiming what’s mine—

Which is the victory and purification that only Christ can define.

Thanking Him for answered prayers, that shield me of life’s trials.

His word as my sword to cast strongholds down.

By Anonymous



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