Amanda* (inspired by Robert Klein)
Don't bite your cynicism, Amanda.
Don't live by the books.
Stop your conformism and curve up your cave, Amanda!
Splattered by boisterous sea, swim by the sharks, Amanda.
Did you tidy your principles, Amanda?
Freedom from serfdom within is sweet, Amanda.
Roam the streets of fire,
instead of cozy fireside, Amanda.
Will you please look in the mirror,
someone is speaking to you, Amanda.
You're your own guard in a tower, Amanda.
Release the pirate, turn into queen of seven seas, Amanda.
I've seen a lot of places
I've seen a lot of pain
I've seen of so many people
Give their love in vain
I've walked on every continent
Swam in every sea
But when it comes to truly seeing things
There's nothing like you to me
You are kind
and you are good
You show love for most everyone
Just like we all should
To me you are like an angel
With wings that let you fly
So, when I say, "I love you"
You can bet it's not a lie
For my love for you is true
and it's a love that will always be
Again, I say, "I love you"
and hope you always love me....
Amanda is thirteen
Claims she wants to be an individualist
Has pink and purple hair because Monica does
Wears her shirts tied at the waist like Jacque
Has fake tattoo sleeves like Erica
Had to have sparkly pink boots like Meeme
We keep waiting for her individualism to appear
So far,
Nothing….
My first-born miracle,
You blessed my youth
And forever, my heart
With your liquid brown gaze.
All the men in your life
Were caught in your baby grasp,
Helpless to resist your sweet,
Angelic smile
As you changed from a tempest
To an imp, to a cherub,
To a diva, and back again.
So quixotic,
So determined,
And so very loved.
A panda, called Amanda
thought she was so much grander;
and ever so much finer
than all the tea in China.
Although a little fatter
(Which did not seem to matter)
than leopard or the monkey;
she was, for sure, less chunky
than mistress trunky trunky;
who had the largest belly
this side of Eastern Delhi.
Amanda lazed, ate bamboo;
sometimes practiced her Kung-Fu
(which didn't make her leaner,
or alter her demeanor).
The panda called Amanda,
knew she was so much grander
than all creatures on the earth,
even with her portly girth.
Supari raped Berry repeatedly,bound,and gagged her in the basement.
The next day,her seventeenth birthday,he gave her food and a shower,
then locked her back in the dark basement with only a TV for company.
Two days later,he chained her in an upstairs bedroom with a trash can
for a toilet.In the first six days,she was raped at least twenty-five times.
The weeks went by,each day like the last,spent alone,punctuated by
multiple saxual assaults,a diet of once-a-day junk food,and occasional
breaks when Supari let her watch TV with him downstairs.Zafar almost
strangled her while telling her he did not want to kill her,he just had a
saxual problem he was satisfying by repeatedly raping her.(SUPARI)
Note.Zafar Khan Supari loves to satisfy his diik by injecting Chick..
I
In this nation we buy airtime
Or Data for internet access, and texting
After church I see I'm low on airtime
And Data. From poems, I may seek vacation
II
But the world is running out of time
For reforming our ways, for environment, home
May I add, Time for prayer, or lockdown again
Omicron has not killed ... yet. A sinister plan?
III
Take heart; powerful folk may not need prayer
Weaker ones like me need my Savior more than ever
We are running out of time; and the LORD, of patience?
As elites play God, ignoring Hebrew exile, Flood of Noah
IV
Pray my dear siblings, for humane talk, and Jub-Jub "smasher"
In this nation, Amanda Dupont was "raped for two years,"
Per SABC Sunday Radio broadcast, by Jub-Jub, culture leader
As we begin 16 days to stop GBV, new or ancient virus?
NOTE: GBV, in South Africa means; gender Based Violence, where killing of women and females as young as 6 years, made news this week (following rape, usually). This is sad news almost daily. We have several pandemics in our modern cultures, education notwithstanding.
You have given me the gift
That no other could ever give,
That is an angel from heaven,
The gift is you.
Only love of innocence that is unconditional,
Filled with smiles and laughter,
Held within my heart that we both share the key.
You are the reason my eyes can see,
You are the air that makes me breathe.
You were given the day,
So special just as God made you, especially for me.
My daughter who was born,
On the first day of spring.
I give praise and thankfulness,
To you Amanda, for still loving me.
As your mommy and forever your friend,
I will and for eternity, vow to you,
To walk on earth side by side, hand in hand.
When it is said from the heaven's above,
We shall soar through the cloud's,
And the star's in the sky,
Day after day, night after night,
We shall be together,
Throughout infinity.
Ode to Amanda Gorman Poet
Amanda Gorman in Voyage Magazine;
Appeared so natural as well as serene;
First for a black person this and that;
Had heard her read poem as we sat.
Much honor on her was bestowed;
Excellent manner with honorable mode;
Never forget and seemed so revealing;
Poem she read excellent and appealing.
What our President did will be to invite;
At inauguration with poem she did write;
Her poem all of us would impress;
In picture shown wore a pretty dress.
Jim Horn
Amanda Gor-man
Influ-en-tial wo-man
Black-nifi-cent
Great with her pen
Mic in her hand
Recite her Po-em
"The Hill We Climb” en
Joe Biden inaug-uration
Our Sis-tren
Choclate Mel-a-nin
highly com-mend
Ancestor's applaud from hea-ven
©Copyright January 29, 2021 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved
Vibrant vigorous vexing virginal vampire name of Amanda Lou
Could transmogrify, materialize, reincarnate and shapeshift too.
Other trick-or-treaters would get a shimmery, shivery, shocking shock
When she changed from a vamp to an imp to a fairy on one block walk.
A charmer, this darling girl named Amanda Lou, so she enchanted them.
Changing from ghoul to ghost to witch to Frankenstein again and again.
She was incredibly peppy, hilarious, and fun to be with on Halloween.
Mothers stayed home, and let her walk their children finally, her best dream.
No one bothered kids when Amanda Lou was on babysitting watch of the wee.
Bats, snakes and enemies of state were scared of her power you see.
The quintessential guardian for all of the tricksters on Halloween night.
When she walks with them, you can actually feel a perpetrator’s fright.
As a giant spider she once ate one perp’s head off and spit it into a ditch.
Turned into a cauldron and burned up a mean-to-children-gingerbread witch.
Amanda Lou is not to be messed with, made fun of or annoyed in any way.
Want to tease children? Better pick another vampire, another day.
Come out on the Veranda Amanda
For the sun is setting soon
We will speak of love with candour
As we stroll beneath the moon
I will strum upon my mando-
-lin, choose sweetest songs to croon
For you are my heart’s commander
And your nearness makes me swoon
As we let our steps meander
Through the twilight, petal strewn
Will you take my hand and pander
To my passion til eftsoon
Like an unrestrained crash lander
On an outer planet moon
I shall die, a salamander
In your fire to be consumed
The breast of love is timeless
The toast of love is space less
Amanda my love take my love juice
Drink of it they're from my manly cup
Of love my affections yes the body
Sign that made you mine
I will sing my love songs to you
Like the lullaby of your father
I will milk your life with love more
Than the cares of your mother
Tales of the sky is strong but the
Tales of our love Amanda is sweet
And durable than my fathers farm Axe
Amanda remember the day we first
Met at your mother's garden
You smiled at me like a Queen
I told you you are mine because my mind
Is with you your love is clean like our school pool
Amanda remember the rose i kept in your
Locker showing the year we made our love
Vow that life touching vow of you and I will
Be together for ever now I say to you
I do for I want to be a husband
say yes to me now like you did in your
Mothers garden Amanda my love
London Winter Fantasy
for Amanda Root
Can they not see how daffodils
spring up to greet you where you walk,
how rays of early morning light
twine red roses in your hair,
how as you pass the sky above
fills with Sun and Summer blue,
how street lamps turn to apple bowers
or palms that bend to serve you dates
and Nelson nods as you go by?
How your voice plays lutes of air
that eager song birds flock to hear,
how deer stroll New Cross Road en route
to nibble apples from your hand,
while here my heart like some wild bird
fills the air with beating wings
wanting to tell them what they missed
what I have somehow heard and seen.
Just started to frequent a café called ”Crepe Star”
A sweet waitress there remembers us and our histoire
Her name is Amanda
We call her Amanda Panda
Hugged us as we parted, felt like two superstars
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