Angelou Corner: I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings

I can proudly say i've saved the best for last with this one. 
This will be my last Angelou Corner post and i could not have picked a better one to end of with. I take from the from this piece the want of a being to be without any knowledge of the how and a willingness to grow with an inability to begin the process. the bird does not sit in it's cage dwindling away doing nothing but, it sings in hopes of a better tomorrow. Do the right thing, regardless of your circumstance. 

Please let me know if there are any other poets you would like a feature on. 

The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wings
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom

The free bird thinks of another breeze
an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom. 

Maya Angelou till the death!!!

Poetic Text: My Business

My business is complex
long winding stealth
crevassed in places untold
gorged and crannied
you would never fully understand

My business is intricate
multipart and composite
it walks and breaths airs of mystery
deep and sordid
lies telling life
that’s my business

My business is convoluted
in tiny pockets, adventure aplenty
Between the thighs of a joyous fate
lives the many myriads of my trade
within my whims and fancies
I am more than a one dimensional being

My business is mine
a secret so close to my bosom
the only way in lives in…
cracks, clefts, holes, splits and hollows
that promise never to allow no one
not even you inside it
you would never fully grasp the sophistication of my business
so mind yours and I’ll do the same 

The Word: Redamancy

Dictionary definition: The act of loving in return.

Use in a sentence: Despite his lack of redamancy her passion for him was unabated for several years.

Don’t you love when you find a word that lifts your spirits? I had a long chat with a “friend” last night and things have been sitting shaky for a while but, after this convo I felt I understood things better and this morning I heard a song that encapsulated my entire state of being then stumbled upon this word, now I have no idea where its origins lie or anything like that and some dictionaries don’t even list this word but I instantly fell in love with it.
I love words and this one word has managed to cement that for me.

Thank you to the creators of the English language!

Angelou Corner: Refusal

Beloved,
In what other lives or lands
Have I known your lips
Your Hands
Your Laughter brave
Irreverent.
Those sweet excesses that
I do adore.
What surety is there
That we will meet again,
On other worlds some
Future time undated.
I defy my body's haste.
Without the promise
Of one more sweet encounter
I will not deign to die. 

Current Read

I went out during lunch with the intention of buying a pair of shoes, that mission was quickly abandoned when I walked past the Exclusive Books. I bought myself Maya Angelou’s I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings and I could hardly contain myself as I started reading it at Steers whilst waiting for my burger and chips.
This is going to be one of those that I can hardly pull myself from; I can feel it in my fingers.