Kewayne Wadley

Gold Star - 24,067 Points [KW, After Romeo, ForbiddenHiatus, Sleepless_Poet, Kewayne Wadley] (1987- / Groton, Connecticutt)

Kewayne Wadley Poems

1161. The Shore 11/3/2015
1162. Withering Rose 10/20/2015
1163. All That Remains 2/16/2016
1164. High School Play 11/29/2015
1165. Random Knocks On The Door 10/20/2015
1166. You & I 10/23/2015
1167. Afflicted 12/6/2017
1168. Apple Tree (Bonita) 10/9/2017
1169. One Of My Favorite Things 2/16/2017
1170. Are You There? 11/15/2016
1171. Disarray Shores 3/18/2016
1172. Fruit Of The Heart 4/26/2016
1173. A Boy And His Dog 7/11/2014
1174. Soul Searching 12/10/2015
1175. Love At First Beat 9/12/2016
1176. Deposit 8/7/2017
1177. Grieve 8/7/2017
1178. Acquired Taste 1/6/2017
1179. In The Psalm Of Your Mind 10/28/2014
1180. Rain On Me 10/22/2014
1181. Stargazing 5/5/2014
1182. Urgent Stare 1/4/2015
1183. Into The Eyes Of Each Other {ode To Langston Hughes} 3/30/2014
1184. Cloud In The Sky 5/27/2015
1185. Pebble In The Sea 2/27/2015
1186. Monday 3/16/2015

Comments about Kewayne Wadley

  • Loza Wills Loza Wills (1/30/2018 2:32:00 PM)

    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.

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  • Sofia Kioroglou Sofia Kioroglou (12/18/2015 2:27:00 PM)

    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!

Best Poem of Kewayne Wadley

Monday

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,
One of my favorite roads takes me past your smile and a warm welcome,
Next to the wells that nurishes the plants that grow well,
to become trees. That soar high to over look the heights of growing,
A glorious feat, as all trees aren't fortuate to grow as tall,
but upon this road accompained with warmness,
The ...

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Salty Jack's Trumpet

Silouettes dance by the shadows light
trumpets felt the space that peeks through the cracks
light could be seen
nobody knows his pain as those rickety fingers felt
the mellow tunes that consumed the way that old trumpet
would moan
silk roses bloomed against the dresses that painted
most of the room fading inbetween the walls whose color
has seldomly faded

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