One man destined for greatness
The Struggle
Fight for Civil Rights
Battle with opposition
Realign the divide of Separation
Determination for Freedom
Constitution for all Races
Civil Rights march
Strong Advocate Figure
Dignity Pride
Believing and Understanding
How it relates to CUNY MEDGR EVERS COLLEGE
Opportunity
Education advance
Being given a chance for high learning
Excelling in one’s goals
Theory into concepts
Preparation for success
Medgar Evers College being alum with their story to tell.
She spoke of both Rephaim and Nakim
she spoke of them with
a fair fondness
KaI(so4)2,,12H2O
potassium alum
to make crystals and seeds
of red jasper rough
personal and confidental
refractions of beauty
they sourced
all of Ceres to
find this
might all of
Rupes and Tholi
Speak Dante as
Perfection
Haulani of Sulci
Me Es Muy Bonita
Te story comes from
Ceres Lover of all things Beautiful
the tale speak that Ceres took
berries and rubbed them
against stones
and soaked the stone in water
and drank to become drunk
there the Goddess Bossanova used his
cup to extract and become pregnant
with Ceres child. She told her
mortal husband he was the father. And Ceres found them
and made them
trolls who lived in the forest of Dante. He renamed his son
Rupes.
Written by
El Suta of Haulshuff
in 1821 inn Godbout
Ladies and gentlemen, and all the rest
We do entertain you to the fullest
As pickle members of well-being zest
Showing functional roles for healthy quest
Making us thank God*, we’re uniquely blest!
Ready are we to show our savory best
Sizzling loudly, exuding flavor’s jest
Behold our spices strong in challenging taste test
Mustard seed, chili powder belt song-fest
While turmeric yodels from choir loft nest!
Onstage are fresh herbs lilting with delight
Ginger, onion, garlic, dill … sway to flight
Along salt and vinegar’s graceful might
Ecstatic midst olive oil’s waltzing sprite
Satiating awesomely everyone’s appetite!
Molasses, alum rise to freedom height
Swirling around cucumbers’ soaring sight
As crispy carrots with shrimps glide aright
Bottled on display for dieters’ plight---
In our party, you’re welcome --- since we palatably invite!
*In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
September 7, 2022
6th place, "It's A Pickle Party" Poetry Writing Premier Contest
Sponsored by Mystic Rose Rose; judged on 9/10/2022.
Christmas is coming
where rush is the fear
When all of my time
is pressed for cheer
That all that I do
is put aside
The things that I love
like work and pride
For opening Christmas
to love and cheer
When hearts for another
are bacon and beer
And all of that season
is saying to come
To all of my brothers
and sisters alum
Let us chase each other‘s urge on scalding heaths,
Like ponies on the gallop without rein,
A deep seat harness cast into oblivion in the spurt to sea green passion‘s cosmic haze.
Equidistant red clouds now they
ripple at the thought of sensual hearts with pine ablaze.
Soaring pulse rate lodger
on the snoop of citrus rue.
Plume of lilac giggles scare the awestruck azure perch bird whose mating patterns seem like beaky pecks.
Homing pigeon instinct gets the better of our maple leaf alliance as we wade through vapid marshes at the foot of Alum-kuh
NB Alum- kuh is escarpment in Iran
Pine as human need
Potpourri, What Me Worry?
Have a Minute? In a Hurry?
Reflect, Few Knew 3rd Sept. 1964'ie,
Our World Unfurled, "Let There Be Nori!"
More Precisely, "Eleanor Anne",
7 of 7, Infinite "Can", Wonder Woman,
And Golly, The Mile Champion, She Ran!
By No Means Dumb, Nori Was the Sum,
Harry & Eleanor Enabled Dr. Schol's Alum,
Beat Drums! Blow Trumpets! 'Til Lips Numb!
Inherited Curls Red We All Adore,
Her Generosity & Humility Galore,
Spreading Joy In Each of Fifty-Four!
Nori Has a Secret, A Hydrogen Bomb,
A West Virginia Gentle Farm Boy, Some
Say is Her Loam, Vita-Mix, Topsoil Tom!
Husky, Kona, Loved but Exceedingly Furry,
North Conway is Where Tom & Nori,
Build Their Oasis Refuge From Hurry!
Nori, Count Your Life by Smiles Not Miles,
By Friends, Not Stipends, Not "Upends",
May You & Tom Together Enjoy Years,
Empty of Tears, Bills in Arrears & Fears!
It is a bad place to be born,
the first breath you breathe
is drawn from dregs of scorn
And you get rolled from day one,
passed around like a bottle of rum
Then they toss you to the curb,
after emptying you when they’re done
You age real quick where I come from,
there’s always a full clip in an angry gun
And the jails are always teeming
with a can-I-bum another cigarette wasted bum
You have a lot of idle time on your hands
in the places where I became a star alum
Learned a variety of skills
that are not conducive to contributing
positively to society
Dennis wasn’t the only menace, believe me
When you’re locked up in a cage,
the only thing you dream about is roaming free
Each day you fight to control the rage
But in my conscious state,
the things I most thought about was:
What am I now,
and who will I be?
At the bottom of the barrel,
those life changing things
you can’t never see
The world of viruses come
With lots unwanted gum.
Quick Heal is a family album
Where I can reject all scum
And freely continued my rhumb.
Viruses for all are season autumn,
Looking into browsers is alum,
Inserting memory cards darksome,
Quick Heal software is awesome.
Don’t worry! You are safe at bottom.
Browsing was like a deep chasm
From where Hacking my info a custom,
All these malwares made me a glum.
At this point came Hoary dictum
Quick Heal is the best centrum.
Antivirus software is an Ashram
Where all viruses to rest swum.
Quick Heal saves from boredom.
Quick Heal software is awesome.
Mind soaked with thoughts
Slow in the move soughts
consume every peny of time
Wondering around spill wine
Turning the system of nerve slow down
Like a furious anger overflow down
What a fuss in the meantime potash alum
Slowing the tick tock motion of pendulum
In thw sunshine dusk appearence in vision
Blurred the path down in a mid sun
O peace in the senerio gone
Switch off the mind not on
to face the music tone.
Ah, Alum Creek
A place I love to go
In the summer for a picnic
Or a jet ski talent show
The kids can run and play
Covered in sand from head to toe
Pack your 45
we've got UV rays to soak
Hitch up them jet skis boys
Dont forget the boat
"Out to play!" is on the door
"Will return" was all I wrote
-Miranda Lambert-
02/15/2011 11:45 am
(My dad took us to alum creek every summer, I plan to continue this legacy for many
summers to come)
ROSEMARY THYME was walking down the street when she CINNAMON CUMIN, who's name
was SWEET BASIL. He was from OREGANO.
She fell in love with him ALUM the way, PARSLEY because of his good looks.
But her POPPYSEED her...ANISE mad!! Her sister GINGER tried to intervene, but
was PEPPERED with retorts and a big family RHUBARB ensued.
SALT was rubbed into the wounds when her boyfriend, PUNKIN SPICE, joined in and
the fray MUSHROOMED. He, too, wanted to be with her in wedded ONION.
POPPYSEED to it that they couldn't. Some NUTMEG also got involved to make things
difficult.
So, all four of them decided to elope...and left on the SAGE for OREGANO.
Sweet ginger garden
red and yellow pods gleamer
Ripples alum light
There's a wail,for thngs are not well,
At my back there's an alarming bark;
All I can see are traitors and penned thieves
Protected by armed men;
Amidst euphora of an extavanganza.
At a colourful swearing-in-ceremony.
Here is a sad looking man
Lamenting with a weepng heart,
''Why are you depressed and alum?''
''We're mourning this morning,''he said.
We're sripped of our birth right,
The freedom to vote our leaders
Is forfeited by our infamous rulers...
To implant all puppets,
They can control like electronc robots;
Nay!We're hookwinked and robbed
By the barbarism of this baba-rism;
An affluent is now relegeted to a beggar,
Yesterday an owner,today a scapegoat;
Again,a mandate is stolen from us.
With the use of machineries
Far from our reach...the police and the
Independent Notorious Executors of Con,
So,the conspiracy is done;
So,the mandate is stolen;
So,the scam unveiled;
Amidst frowns and scorn,
Amidst world-wide disdain,
Amidst scowls and condemn.