Kewayne Wadley
Kewayne Wadley Poems
Her moon is the everlasting cream
In my coffee of stars.
I stir in the hopes she appears
In half dark twinkles of night.
...
There are many roads we face in this thing called life,
some take us to heights unparalleled,
Some are filled with precious stones, pebbles, that leave a bright glimmer like the sun,
Others lead us back around to our favorite places we've passed,
...
With so little time I could not decide.
Shelf after shelf filled with book upon book.
The likes I've dreamed of reading.
Most bookstores have there signs posted.
...
I watched her walk away,
Her lanky arms swung in the wind,
Her jacket softly brushed against itself,
Painted a soft dull green,
...
A cry,
A laugh,
A moment to rejoice in the sweetest taste of inspiration.
Heavenly hymns given by the fixture of your lips.
...
If I could walk across the sky, i'd spell your name across the stars,
As every thought is a thought of you,
The stratosphere would remind me of your touch,
A simple caress that speaks louder than words,
...
Light shades of blue covered by shades of white,
Holding out my arms, knowing only the thought of you.
Embracing the warmth given through the day,
Still it cannot compare to the warmth you provide.
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She reminds me of Paris
Everywhere she goes,
Everything she does.
She sits on the couch
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Nothing but the moon surrounds us
Depth of the upmost felt
As the pilars that hold Taj Mahal remains it's strength
Dreams of a young boy who grew up in the south
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Time is intentional.
It brings together and also
separates.
For letters dance over the
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In my dreams you seemed so far away
as
The night turned to day in the blink of your eye
Words became the actions dismissed by the breath you took in front of me
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I hope the angels bless you with the courage to get through your day, as there is no woe that can weigh you down, On an chariot that rides under the sun, don't be afraid to sore the light wings that are no longer made of wax, May your mind be at ease as the clouds, Weightless as they are, bare your best interest,
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Old songs are like
A prayer; no matter the length
Of time.
No matter how long or short.
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She was made of wine
A wild child whom loved to wear red
And fluid like dresses,
When she'd come around I'd pull out
...
And then it happened.
I came face to face with my ex.
Not much has changed from the last time we spoke.
When I was younger there use to be a sense of grief.
...
I took a piece of my heart & planted it in a pot.
It didn't take long before it flourished into thick red stems
Covered in red foliage.
The problem began when she appeared, seamlessly out of
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I feel most at home
When I am beside you.
I am able to breathe freely & abundantly.
You speak kindly to my soul,
...
Love is not a circus.
Still, I watched her perform.
I watched her spin around in circles
And pretend to fall.
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Kewayne Wadley Biography
Kewayne Wadley (November 5,1987 Groton Connecticut) Hailing from the soulful city of Memphis, Tennessee. Kewayne is a Memphis-based poetic storyteller whose mission is to spread love and inspiration through the power of words. Breathing his first human breath in Connecticut, he wound up spending most of his childhood days in the Deep South and much farther south: Central America. Distinctly amorous lines infused with sultry overtones, Kewayne's poetry paints vivid pictures of whirlwind romances and loves as unshaken as placid lakes. The unwavering support of his loved ones, especially his grandmother is what drives him the most. His innate ability to see life through an unconventional lens can be witnessed in his innovative approach to his craft. Notably, his books 'Listening to Songs at Midnight', 'More Songs to Listen to at Midnight', 'The Memorandum: An Ode to the Workplace or Something like that', and Mumbo Jumbo... I Love You'. Have been accepted into the Library of Congress, a very prestigious honor that highlights his contribution to the arts. Throughout his writing career, Kewayne's poems have been featured in an array of anthologies and zines, including but not limited to Collected Whispers (2006) , For This Cause Writers Unite (2012) , The Poetic Bond IX (2019) , The Porter Gulch Review: 36th Edition (2020) , and Mingled Voices 6 (2021) . He also was also crowned the 3rd Place Winner for his haiku " Full of Posies" (Dreamers Magazine,2022) and received Honorable Mention for his poem " Love Sometimes" (The Poetic Bond X,2020) . When he isn't jotting down romantic free-verse on any writing surface he can find, this multi-passionate writer is either drawing, painting, or listening to an eclectic assortment of music. He also has quite the green thumb, so he has taken up gardening. Anthologies & Magazines Participated in: Collected Whispers (2006) , For This Cause Writers Unite (2012) , Where the Mind Dwells (2015) , The Poetic Bond V (2015) , The Poetic Bond VIII(2018) , Best Of 2019: 4th Edition (2019) , The Poetic Bond IX (2019) , The Poetic Bond X (2020) Honorable mention for 'Love Sometimes', Best Poets of 2020: Quarantine Edition (2020) , Porter Gulch Review 2020: 36th Edition (2020) , Poet's Choice: Desires (2021) , Human to Human (2021) , Who's Who in American Poetry (2021) , DRIP 05/06 (2021 Double Issue) , Coffee People Zine, Mingled Voices 6 (International Proverse Poetry Prize Anthology) (2021) , Dreamers Haiku Contest: 3rd Place Winner for 'Full of Posies' Dreamers Magazine (2022) , Mingled Voices 7 (International Proverse Poetry Prize Anthology) (2022) , Looking in, Looking Out (2023) , Poet's Choice: Ace of Spades (2023) , Mingled Voices 8 (International Proverse Poetry Prize Anthology) (2023) , Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry (Poetry Soup 2024) , Self Published Books Listening To Songs At Midnight (2020) More Songs to Listen to at Midnight (2022) The Memorandum: An Ode to The Workplace or Something like That Short Poems & Stories about the Workplace (2023) Late Nights on Venus (2023) Mumbo Jumbo... I Love You (2023) Twelve Midnight (2024))
The Best Poem Of Kewayne Wadley
Coffee Of Stars
Her moon is the everlasting cream
In my coffee of stars.
I stir in the hopes she appears
In half dark twinkles of night.
My hands warm in the bistro of
Anticipation.
She leans against my lips
& my emotions erupt in hot steam.
A love like hers silk as cream,
Easing down my throat.
I stir until half dark twinkles are covered.
I stir until only the smallest bit is shown.
Her moon the everlasting cream,
In my coffee of stars.
The taste forever lingering on my tongue.
This cream a kiss that orbits much of the world.
A romance I taste with each sip,
In my coffee of stars
Kewayne Wadley Comments
'Listening To Songs At Midnight' is now available on Amazon, hopefully some of your favorite poems are included in this small collection of Poetry. Thank you so much for your time as well as patience. Nameste peace and blessings KW
A great and very talented poet......God bless you dear friend......///
I'm so happy that I've gotten to work with this incredible talent!
Each time I read your poetry I think I cannot be more enamored by your words. Strung together like a maestro creating a master-piece symphony. I really adore the depth of your mind.
Kewayne Wadley Quotes
Her tongue is the novocaine that heals all pain
Her mouth is the Aqueduct From which my life springs
And Like The rain, We Both Fell
Easier is a state of mind, even a ocean starts as a puddle
And with the touch of her hand, the wall became a bridge
Fragile are the pages we turn, not truly knowing the severity of tight pressed pages
Everyone fails to mention what happens to the moth after the flame is extinguished
My notebook is shut But the pen in my heart keeps scribbling your name
Of all the medicine in the world. Her heart was the only remedy That went without prescription
I've always pictured that you were a city & all of the residents were mini versions of me. Walking around occupying the many spaces of your heart. sleepless in the way I love you
I've put my words between the beat of your heart. Just let the music play Our love has soul. Something you can feel
I've built a home here in my heart. It is not at all perfect; there are a few leaks in the ceiling. It is very inconvenient to get in & out of. But no matter how far you go; Just remember You always hold the key, In the palm of your hands
Society has changed a lot. Tragically; We struggle to finish what's on our plate But not before glancing at what's on everyone else's. Although society packages us and sometimes the presentation is nice We are still handed out individually to fit everyone else's needs but our own
I lost my virginity to your voice. It's impossible to hide myself from you Impossible to take back What I've hidden in your crease
When it rains The clouds are never late. Side by side The drops fall. They play a soothing song. One by one crashing to the ground Lord if your listening, Slide another dollar in the jukebox. The clouds aren't done dancing & I left my wallet back home. Lord if your listening. Just one more time
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12/13/2024 4:58:17 PM # 1.0.0
Kewayne Wadley is a really gifted poet! I am so glad I got the chance to read his work on poemhunter.com. His work is so warm and evocative! I love reading his poems!