Her legend so untold
Through her life many have walked
As her true story doth unfold
“from our timid fears love weans us” once she wrote.
As if there is gold between her legs she walks.
Been here and there with bigger folks
On special occasions bald she talks.
Like dust she always rises
Higher and higher she flies
Until she finds out why the caged bird sings
She is an angel by virtue of being who she is and not what she is
A mother for the motherless
A scholar so priceless
Like Master Shakespeare she walks in the aisle of bards with great respect.
A woman truly stronger than tens of thousands of men
A woman who knows why the caged bird sings...
A phenomenal woman
A woman of stone
(For Maya Angelou)
She is an angel by virtue of being not what she is! What is the gold hidden. You are a naughty young poet.Very interesting presentation of lines! Ironical writing! Top Scores you deserve!
Now that is a brillant tribute to a brillant women, and Im grinning to myself, first few lines I thought it was about me...hahahahahaha....oh....gasp....trys to catch my breath...grins....and yes it is a beautiful poem, she is a brillant women isnt she....bravo...its a 10+++
Wonderful poem man, truly brilliant....indeed, Maya will be proud after reading this magnificent poem..bravo..thanks for the invite man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I myself love Maya Angelou and you have captured her just right. I liked it very much.