A Missed Poem

I meant to tell about my travelling aboard. Of my visit to West Africa For genealogy purpose, I wanted to see my great grandfather homeland. He was from Guinea. He loved dance and drumming. I submit this missed poem! Lenny was polyrhythm. He loved his total body dance. He beat his drum to articulate his movements. His Sub-Saharan music traditions were practice. The Hills of Mississippi is where he meaningfully existed. His life formed many cultures there. Wolfe’s Plantation is where he lived. I submit this missed poem. To a competition, I am entering. Emma was his wife and a short woman to Lenny’s height that reached over six feet. They married when she was only sixteen. Emma gave birth to five children. Their names are Donnie, Mae Emma, Jeb, Lenny, and Coleen. Emma was the teacher of The Wolfe’s Plantation. Through her wisdom and knowledge, she departed education. A missed poem is written to enter a contest that overlooked my thoughts. Once called “A Tribute to Guinea, West Africa,” is now entered as “A Missed Poem.” This is part of the original… The love of my great grandparents brings me here. To Guinea, West Africa, I pay tribute. Their culture in dance and drumming is our heritage. My great grandfather family is from that history. West African slaves to European’s whites of Eastern Hemisphere. United States of America is where they lived. Lenny’s parents stayed true to the tradition. He danced to the polyrhythms. _____________________________________\ Motif: Heritage/Family/Origin/Mixed Blood/Contest Name ~Please read About This Poem~