Walterrean Salley

Gold Star - 13,852 Points (Savannah, Ga)

Walterrean Salley Poems

481. Midst The Storm 7/5/2015
482. A Glorious Truth 7/5/2015
483. Blue Calvary 7/5/2015
484. Drifting Until 7/5/2015
485. Psalm-28 (Original) 7/5/2015
486. Psalm-29 (Original) 7/5/2015
487. Psalm-30 (Original) 7/5/2015
488. Psalm-31 (Original) 7/5/2015
489. Psalm-32 (Original) 7/5/2015
490. Psalm-33 (Original) 7/5/2015
491. Psalm-34 (Original) 7/5/2015
492. Psalm-35 (Original) 7/5/2015
493. This Land Of Night 7/5/2015
494. Sheltering Her Broods 7/5/2015
495. My Wish 7/6/2015
496. Mom You Make The Difference 7/6/2015
497. Mother's Always There 7/6/2015
498. A Mother's Wit 7/6/2015
499. Old Age And Love 7/6/2015
500. The Thread Of Truth 7/6/2015
501. Without A Manual 7/6/2015
502. A Soul Called Mother 7/6/2015
503. My Pc At Times 7/6/2015
504. Black Hairs Turned Grey 7/6/2015
505. Joni The Lioness 7/6/2015
506. My Sweet Little Granny 7/6/2015
507. Rapture 7/6/2015
508. A Wintry Image 7/6/2015
509. More Than Words 7/6/2015
510. A Royal Wedding 7/8/2015
511. Mandela, Father Of A Nation. 7/8/2015
512. Morning Twilight 7/8/2015
513. Morning Light 7/8/2015
514. Forever A Hurdle 7/8/2015
515. National Wildlife Day 7/8/2015
516. Gratitude 7/8/2015
517. Life Struggles 7/8/2015
518. Psalm-36 (Original) 7/8/2015
519. Psalm-37 (Original) 7/8/2015
520. Psalm-38 (Original) 7/8/2015

Comments about Walterrean Salley

  • Mafia Evans (11/18/2012 4:32:00 AM)

    I love your works. You are a very gifted poet whose poems are inspirational and motivational. Sometimes, I read them when I feel down, and they really lift my spirits. Did you know that your poems appear on many different websites? And what a blessing they are. Well, God Bless and do keep writing. Many best wishes to you. Regards… M.E.
    -Mafia Evans (from Facebook)

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  • Mafia Evans (11/18/2012 4:29:00 AM)

    I love your works. You are a very gifted poet whose poems are inspirational and motivational. Sometimes, I read them when I feel down, and they really lift my spirits. Did you know that your poems appear on many different websites? And what a blessing they are. Well, God Bless and do keep writing. Many best wishes to you. Regards… M.E.

    -Mafia Evans (from Facebook)

  • The Reader The Reader (9/12/2012 1:59:00 AM)

    Salley's poems are simple & effective...
    wordsworth's theory of poetic diction is still followed, as poetry is the word of every heart, so it should be within the reach of even a lay man.Biology and God stays with me as my favorite...
    the reader -

  • Lawrence H Lawrence H (3/20/2012 2:08:00 AM)

    Walterrean, you are excellent poet and prolific writer. I appreciate and like to read some of your poems.

  • Sarah Dunbar (2/18/2012 3:55:00 AM)

    Your poems delve into every facet of life—to show its depth, breadth and height. They offer everything from inspiration to comfort. And from enlightenment to intrigue. And also humor. Been reading your works for years and it only gets better. Looking forward to more. Godspeed.

  • Walterrean Salley (2/18/2012 3:43:00 AM)

    From : Samantha Drummond (United States ;)
    To : Walterrean Salley
    Date Time: 4/15/2011 4: 11: 00 PM (GMT -6: 00)
    Subject : Hey!

    I've been reading your posts and you're a great writer! !

  • Anie Vans (1/27/2012 3:27:00 AM)

    Great work. Very gifted. You're quite an asset to the poetic community.

  • Nivedita Dutta (8/1/2011 9:12:00 AM)

    Your poems are small but carry great meaning........keep it up

Best Poem of Walterrean Salley

A Common Addiction Among Poets

Intoxicated by the inspiration
Of his trade—
With mental powers at work,
A true poet rarely sleeps.
His mind ever churning
With powerful imagery
That produces thought,
Sound, rhythm and gesture.
He molds with metaphor,
Shapes with simile,
And paints with irony
Like some great maestro
In his toil to produce
A beautiful symphony
For himself and all who would enjoy.
Little wonder he rarely sleeps.

© 2009

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It's Her Time

I counted the wrinkles in her hands
Whom life had subtly passed by.
She got no visits and no mail,
No one phoned her to say hi.

On the table by the window,
A lovely portrait of her youth.
With feeble hands she caressed
The image that so seemed to soothe.

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