Peter S. Quinn

Still You Rise (It’s Your Song, Maya Angelou …) - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I'll walk along your way
In history down town
And in your thoughts stay
Always within reach of your gown

Nothing will upset me now
For you are singing your tune
Bringing your living room plough
And sowing into the dune

Many are the moons out there
Likewise the suns that are shining
Bring all the softness of your hair
Each silver thread and lining

I'll never see you stop dancing
You are so great in your song
Bringing about the circumstancing
Where each ones footstep belongs

Nothing you say can offend me
Because every word is quite true
Let there be back yards wonderful free
Singing their song just like you

Words on your shoulders are flying
Springing hopes high to the sky
Never again to be hopelessly trying
Because they reach what they ply

You brought your tides like new suns
Meeting every upset with a dance
Bringing your sexiness to sex-guns
And giving the ladies their change

Lifting up the hours and tame
You rise
The future is yours in your name
You rise
Profound is your orbit leaping wide
Words of your wisdom our guide
Every word with you isn’t just mere
You rise
Boat of each expectation now steer
You rise
You are my queen of the red cover
I'll be your Irish four leaved clover
You rise
You rise
You rise

Comments about Still You Rise (It’s Your Song, Maya Angelou …) by Peter S. Quinn

  • (12/18/2007 4:07:00 PM)

    i luv maya she constantly inspires me i want to lean so much more about her (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 23, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 17, 2011

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