An aureate Autumn, breath lingering in golden hush
Seraphic sapphires taking time like serein over sky
Moments melt in the marrow of morning's blush
Sun fleeting and full, summer's final goodbye
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Crimson canopies cradle flying dreams unfurled
Brushed by brisk breezes, amber hopes arise
Each echo etched in the hush of a turning world
Where twilight tints truth in cinnamon skies
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Unwritten dawns drip gold on new days,
Footsteps falter into futures unbegun
Hope hums softly in September's gaze,
A page turned slow beneath the swelling sun
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Thank you for reading my first poem here
About the Creator
Lou Holz
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Why Black History Matters in America?
The United States of America is celebrating their 250th anniversary in 2026. I'm proud to be an American and as someone who was born here, I wouldn't imagine myself living anywhere else. This is a country where opportunities are possible. Where anyone can be successful in anything they desire to do. Equality, community, and togetherness are the backbones of what America is and should be about. However, we have an administration who wants to erase and disregard those who have made positive, meaningful impacts in our country, specifically Black figures, such as Martin Luther King, Jr., Rosa Parks, and Maya Angelou. President Trump and his administration have been constantly complaining and fighting against what they call the "Woke agenda". They use this excuse as a distraction from other issues they refuse to address, such as the high cost of living, climate change, and inflation. That equality is dividing America, when in reality, it's bringing us together. Being woke is not tied to a specific political party. No matter where you stand on the political spectrum, you can still care about other people and their plights. Compassion and empathy for others isn't tied to a political party, either. We were taught as children to treat others the way we want to be treated and not judge others because they're different from us. Caring about others isn't a personal attack on your beliefs. It doesn't make you any less of a person. People who are easily offended over African American figures, past or present, or anything related to it, are grasping at straws. Current and future generations need to know who people like Harriet Tubman and Shirley Chisholm were, especially in the classroom. Black History is part of American History. It should be recognized, not hidden or forgotten. Besides, you can't shield children from everything, just because your feelings are easily hurt.
By Mark Wesley Pritchard 3 days ago in The Swamp
Comments (11)
You have written fantastically this poem. And great.
I love Autumn - itโs my favourite time of year (and September is my birthday month!) - the descriptions youโve used are beautiful. Just lovely.
Unique work and beautiful imagery โค๏ธ
Oh wow, this was soooo beautifully penned. I loved your poem. I've subscribed to you as well!
So beautifully descriptive. Well done.
Wonderfully penned! Nice to "meet" you, Lou!
Beautiful poem! I can't wait to read more from you!
Lovely poem. Strong alliteration and extensive use of vocabulary. Enjoyed the imagery you've penned.
My favourite time of the year, rendered beautifully here. Looking forward to reading more.n
I love the picture and the words compliment it beautifully
Footsteps falter into futures unbegun. Got my heart.