power

one word

im in control...

one word and it's over

mutual control

based on only trust

total domination

but who's really in control

i beg and you give

i do and you concede...

who has the power to deny

in the end...

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American Galaxy

American Galaxy 

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Celebrating the People and the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave

 

Remembering the Union's Faith Foundation 

 

A Loving Higher Purpose for the People 

 

Ugonna Wachuku
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Copyright © Ugonna Wachuku 

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Land of the Eagle

Ugonna Wachuku 

 

There is a dream far from 

the land of my soul.

 

There are tearful streams

of thought caressing the

yearning warmth of my being.

 

Windfull trees sway to the

rhythm of nature's heart-beat

in the eye of the me that

I am.

 

This new dawn, I walk your path

with handsome hope and tear-drops

on my right hand.

 

This new day, I yearn to see

new landscapes and new beginnings.

But the day is misty, the landscape

unkwown.

 

Yet I am heaven's hopeful child.

And I must dream beautiful, new

dreams on this land of the eagle.

 

This new day, let me be created

anew with love on this land of

the eagle beyond my dreams.

 

Let me be who I must be for the

good of all humanity. Just let

me be made whole on this land

of the eagle.

 

This new day, there

is a dream far from

the land of my

yearning soul.

Help me Lord!

 

This new day, let me be

created anew with living

hope and strength on this

lush land of the eagle!

 

Land of the Eagle
~ Critiques/Comments ~

Valerie Jochum
vjochum@hotmail.com
Each day does indeed hold new beginnings.  When we try to view tomrrow
from yesterdays point of view, those new beginnings do look misty.
Even if we try to see the newness in the early dawn, there is mist.
We are unable to see the plans which God lays before us each day, for
his plans are much different than what we could ever imagine.  I think
we are only to know that His plans for us is for a new day, a promise,
and our chance to remember He is the commander in chief of our soul.
With that, we are created anew and refreshed.  We may keep our dreams,
for those are what he gives us to pursue.  Dreams are like ships
floating captainless along the sea of our mind.  Dreams, waiting for
us to permit Him to come aboard to sail them into their port where
their reality will manifest. Ugonna, this poem was splendid!
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Charisma *T.A.* Makatita-P
charisma@freehomepage.com
Misty days within new hope, new beginnings within dreams. You captured
these things and feelings very good in "Land of the Eagle" Thanks for
sharing.  Charisma
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Farah D
farah@overseas.co.uk
wow! this is inspirational stuff! I was feeling pretty low when I got
here and I must stay it has really lifted my spirit! Excellent
writing!
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Misty Lackey
countrygal_cc@yahoo.com
loved your poem it gave a sense of freedom along the wings of a
eagle.. good job!
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Patricia Jones
patriciajj@hotmail.com
This is musical and sublime; it reads like a long, euphoric sigh. Well done.
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2002-11-15 11:01:11


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When You Smile

Ugonna Wachuku

 

Whispering waterfalls and
streams tell me beautiful
stories in my dreams.

 

Silent hearts sing me simple
songs of glory and hope.
In my dreams; in my tears
of joy and glad sorrow, I
watch you follow the river's
pathway to lands unknown; to
lush landscapes undefiled.

 

I watch you tell moonlight
stories in village squares
at home. I watch you follow  
nature's heartbeat. I watch
you dream new, loving dreams
for humanity:

 

There will be uplifting songs
from deep ancestral warriors
and villagers. In my tears; in
my joyful sadness, I watch you
take my hand:

 

I feel your presence. I feel
your love. I feel your inspiring
breath and subtle power because
when you smile, I am made whole.

 

When you smile, I behold a whole

new world on moonlit nights and
brilliant blue clouds. That smile
is all I need to run creatively
wild.

 

And tonight, I will be at
the village square once again,
waiting for you and that
inspiring

smile

you

bring.  

 

When You Smile
~ Critiques/Comments ~

Rachelle Wiegand
poetess@mtco.com


Ugonna,  Another inspiring gem. You are a Poet, aren't you?  I love
this: 


"There will be uplifting songs

from deep ancestral warriors
and villagers. In my tears; in
my joyful sadness, I watch you 
take my hand:

 

I feel your presence. I feel
your love. I feel your inspiring
breath and subtle power because
when you smile, I am made whole.

 

When you smile, I behold a whole

new world on moonlit nights and
brilliant blue clouds. That smile
is all I need to run creatively
wild.

 

And tonight, I will be at
the village square once again,
waiting for you and that 
inspiring

smile

you

bring." 


So beautifully appreciative, so breathtaking and mysterious ... I love it! Great work!
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Ugonna Wachuku
ugonna@apexmail.com
I believe I am a poet, Rachelle! What a striking question, indeed!
Let me just say so for the moment. And thank you for your moving
critical analysis concerning When You Smile. I'll certainly go back to
read this poem of mine again and again...
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Teresa Jacobs
truffels_37211@yahoo.com
Your words are so beautiful. Full of mystery and of hope. I love this
poem. You tell your story with such powerful desrciptiveness. I can't
help but reading this poem over and over again.
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Mona Omar 
monao3@yahoo.com
when you smile iam  made whole i behold a whole new world on moonlight
night what a beautiful poem  when you smile
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Angel Wolf
simply-poetic@webtv.net
This is a breathtaking poem full of imagery. Takes YOU on a journey
through nature, love and life! Reminds me of another poet.  simply
poetic
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Deborah Russell
sellwein@hotmail.com
a smile of the eyes is most beautiful
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Myra Lochner
myrataal@mweb.co.za


Oh Ugonna!   


When I return from time to time to quench my thirst at your silver
stream, I find this tranquility so good, so soothing, for my soul.

Thank you for your "beautiful stories" for my dreams.

Kindest regards

Myra
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2002-01-31 15:58:05


Gail Henderson
hfgsmiles@aol.com


Great work on this poem im so
gald i read the whole poem keep
up the lovely work i know great
work when i read it. i really apperciate
you taking the time to read some of
my poems that really means alot to
me. im very blessed by god in alot
of diffrent ways a family that loves
me and supports me and great freinds
ive had for years i like rechieving
comments it lights up my life and it
makes me a better writer .even the good
one...

 

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"Power"

by Jeph Johnson

 

 He flaunts his girth as though the power in his strike was Heaven-sent

 Preying on an unprotected, helpless innocent.

 Her feelings grow and then are cut down like a tree...

 He's the lumberjack-of-all-trades lacking civility

 Her dreams drift across the landscape of hopes and fears

 As the clouds of his appearance rain multitudes of tears.

 When he's away the veil is lifted from her face

 Revealing beauty more powerful than the strength of his disgrace.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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