Best Alexandria Poems
My daughters, I’m so very proud of you.
You have grown to become, fine young women.
Let not your hearts or lives be ruled by men.
Stand fast, and to your own desires be true.
Take what you need, but no more than your due.
Act cautiously, you are noblewomen.
Speak softly for, you are gentlewomen.
Let integrity shine, in all you do.
Know this my daughters, I've always loved you.
Every day, you are in my thoughts, my prayers.
That God grant you wisdom, in all affairs.
May your strength and your courage be renewed.
For every challenge in life you pursue.
How I wish I were there to ease your cares.
And to mend your hearts, from life's little tears.
Remember this, I will always love you.
Long before Babylonians, Assyrians, Persians and Greeks,
Before Hammurabi, Sargon and Ramses ruled
The world below their feet;
Before biblical scenes and mythological dreams
Of magical carpet rides,
I knew you back then
Where sea breezes begin
And history was a gleam in your eye...
Alexandria, Alexandria, city of pleasure and pain,
They called you Ricotis as I recall
Earth Mother once called you by name.
Nestled on the Mediterranean Sea of monsters,
Pirates and explorers renowned,
You were not much more than desert floor
Until the conqueror came to town.
Alexander, Alexander, God-man, ruler-thought divine,
Sailed by your winds where the world begins
And knowledge was born and thrived.
In the halls of those palaces and places
He built from his own vision quest,
To rule a world of enlightened beings
Where all people could achieve their best.
Though he never quite saw your white marble walls,
With pillars of gold and blue;
Of the Serapeum filled with scholarly souls
Recording their own world view.
He never knew Pythagoras, philosopher, scientist extraordinaire;
Or the historians Philo and Josephus
And the volumes of memories they shared.
The early Christians, Church Fathers and Saints
Origen, Clement and Mark;
Alexander never knew what he finally did
When he gave you that worldly start.
You’ve seen the Pharos come and go,
Dynasties crumble and fall;
Romans and Greeks swept right off their feet
And Cleopatra’s castle walls.
Pagans, Jews and Christians too
All vying for your love;
As whispering winds of Freemason friends
Tell of Hermes below and above.
While Islam and Mohammed rule
In the shadow of the Sphinx,
Pyramids and temples filled with hieroglyphs
And obelisks that make you
Stop and think…
Alexandria, Alexandria, city of pleasure and pain;
So little I’ve spoken about you today
Compared to all I’ve gained.
Since the first day I once met you
In that dream so way back when…
Alexandria, Alexandria, so glad we’re still
Good friends.
President Elect Alexandria Ocasio Cortez - 2024
Circa...Approximately one month
following her thirty fifth birthday
October 13th, 2024
AOC became the first
female commander in chief,
and youngest person ever
to assume Oval Office
amidst landslide victory
among competing candidates
ousting current establishment incumbent,
elected to serve United States
despite being neophyte,
she received most
votes of any contender
since founding of Democracy
to assume modestly furnished
Capitol Hill - Washington
District of Columbia
most powerful post
within the United States
immediately electrifying North America
with her megawatt smile
crackling, snapping, and popping
with positivity, integrity, energy...
Deafening applause swept across nation
upon ascending dais prior to uttering one word,
she immediately wowed
darling of the hour received standing ovation
across greensward donned bajillion crowd
cheering, imploring, pumping...
green sleeved fists acclamation
action speaking decibels
louder than words bowed
young lady brought to genuine tears,
asper bona fide accreditation
understandable that newly
minted ma'am felt proud
to stride rite, (an air of modest
confidence) did enshroud,
sans an angelic halo augmenting
as optimistic words heard aloud
heralded sincere charming, intimating,
radiating... no frills accustomation
as if pledging troth to every citizen
(inclusive every flora and fauna) vowed
to steer ship of state toward ecologically,
environmentally, essentially...activation
away from fossil fuels shifting energy
consumption vis a vis alternate modalities
sow rejuvenation plowed
back into Earth prioritizing monied allocation
(dollar amount well worth investment) actualization,
where future generations will be grateful
to dead recent forebears for gift endowed
worth more than fine spun gold regarding
preservation of Gaia, how *****sapiens adaptation
made existence for all living creatures
(animals, plants, even this fungi) healthier allowed
populace to breathe easy and rest assured
quality of life for billions (ushering universal
family planning), despite tense adjudication,
especially when linkedin with
nuclear warheads disavowed,
but eventually kickstarted synergistic administration.
They saw its light far out to sea;
An earthquake brought it down.
I wonder what the sailors did -
I hope they didn’t drown.
Lighthouse of Alexandria for PD’s Seven Wonders of the Ancient World contest
Oh, when will be Spring in Alexandria,
The Chrysanths crave for company
The sea breeze brings a melody,
The day that will be spring in Alexandria.
The flowers are going to bloom,
Proud like the star-dressed Daffodil
Dancing on the windy top of the hill,
The day the flowers will bloom.
Their scent will be carried away,
with the Cherry-pie giggling jingle
covering all paths with a lilac glow,
the day the scent will be carried away.
The bumblebee will stop her dance,
On the Everlasting tiny yellow petal
Dreaming memoirs of the coming Fall,
The day the bumblebee will not dance.
There is a secret Garden in Alexandria,
Not in the deep sea, or in the library
And no other town can be as flowery
As the secret garden of Alexandria.
Alexandria was a gallant knight,
She used to sit at Arthur’s Round Table.
Dressed as a boy, she helped knights fight evil
As the Blue eyed hero of this fable.
The young lady fell in love with Arthur,
But unknowing, he married Guinevere.
Alex’s heart was hurt, but she stayed true,
She battled alongside him without fear.
Sparring with Lancelot, she learned to fight,
Alex earned respect from her belov’d king,
He never knew she was an armored girl.
He only saw her long weapons in swing.
On a dark and stormy night they set off,
The knights of Camelot looked for The Grail;
Alex as custom rode by Arthur’s side.
They searched through forest glades without avail.
Finally they came across a large cave,
Its dark and dank depths were filled with despair.
Alex entered in front of the brigade,
Arthur gave her braveness no thought or care.
Down in the black unfathomable cave,
At the farthest reaches a light appeared.
Guided by instincts, they knew this was it,
The home of the Holy Grail they revered.
The room guarding The Grail sparkled with gold,
Hundreds of cups lined the intricate walls.
Together the comrades stood and puzzled.
Which of these cups would bring about their falls?
Would it be a goblet, made out of glass?
Could something like The Cup be plainly wood?
Arthur studied the many chalices.
He thought he’d found it, no one understood.
On a pillar was a gold glass, shining.
Its pleasant brightness filled up the whole room.
Arthur was about to drink its liquid
When Alex interfered and met her doom.
Arthur’s brave knight wanted to try it first,
She knew the wrong choice would bring instant death;
So she begged Arthur to let her test first,
After drinking, she soon ran out of breath.
Alex knew that Christ was a carpenter,
She wasn’t surprised that he’d chosen wrong.
Alex knew that her love would bring her fall,
So our hero bade a silent so long.
I had a lekker time in Egypt
even though I didn’t visit a crypt
I drank, smoked, had fun with friends
later back on board someone stole my tens
still had fun on the last night there
and the cab ride was quite a scare
that was one of the ports I have seen
as a young sailor at age nineteen
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
There’s a new kid in town in DC
With an old and tired philosophy
To make everything free’s what she says
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
With a theory of life adolescent
In which everyone wins prize and a present
You should not need to work, so she says
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
Let’s have socialism more and more
Though it’s never worked well before
But we’ll do it right this time she says
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
If we ban fossil fuels and air travel
And make capitalism unravel
We can live close to her as our res.
With Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
You ask: “Who is to pay for our stuff
For what’s free and we all get enough?”
Get it all from the rich, so she says
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
But how shall we get the wherewithal
When we’ve spent it and there’s a shortfall
We can make it on printing press says
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
When the money’s worth nought to avail ya
We’ll live like Cuba and Venezuela
All as happy as Maduro and Chavez
With Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
Then with no toilet paper and soap
But a liberal helping of dope
You’ll be feeling no pain in your heads
With Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
Now she’s rich on the gravy train sweet
Politicians, the nouveau elite
We take care of ourselves now, she says
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
Would you like as POTUS.: AOC
Though you might be thinking “FOC?!“ *
In a nightmare we dream in our beds
Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
* FOC = FREE OF CHARGE - What did you think?!
Cleopatra , Queen of Egypt , feasting on Quails
and honeycakes,dressed in glorious splendour.
She minted new coins with her picture on them
"Mark them Cleopatra Philopater, after the King!"
Garlands of flowers , decorated in gold ,luxurious
purple silk, rooms perfumed in roses, celebrates
her victory with the Roman leader , Julius Caesar.
Bald as an egg and old enough to be her father.
Few women could resist his sexiness + charms.
Her brother ,Ptolemy thought not and surrounded
Alexandria with a sqad of twenty thousand troops.
Months went by ,Caesars Roman army re-gained
control........Ptolemy Xlll , weighed down by his suit
of golden armour drowned in the waters of the Nile.
In Alexandria she put his golden armour on display.
I watched two people sitting side by side
In an old Parisian style café
Eating croissants, sipping cappuccino and sharing
Glimpses of the past, present and future
With one another.
So completely mesmerized with their deep - space eyes,
The thought of me, anyone or anything else
Could not have been more than a fleeting speck
Of sand across the corridors of their timeless time.
Such is the mutual attraction of those in love,
No less than the allurement of
Planets, stars and galaxies
Swirling all around and high above.
Ultimately causing me
To stop and wonder how
Long, this ethereal dance of cosmology and biology
Has been in motion.
While it’s nothing but a notion
concerning coffee shop masquerades,
These lovers left me stirring
A fresh cup of curiosity
Along with my
latte’.
City built on Sin
City of Light
City that never forgets
--- never can forget ---
Walls are meant to Defend
But where are the Guards?
ALEXANDRIA
I came late to Jesus,
Got cancer before my time,
Watched my husband die,
Found my baby drowned.
What did I do wrong?
Followed His church’s way,
Never missed a Sunday mass,
Confessed my sins religiously.
Refused to hear the call
For contraception—
That was not God’s way.
I made Him a dozen babies.
Why’d he punish me?
My faith wasn’t always strong.
Still, I never strayed,
Took communion regularly.
I prepare myself to meet my Maker.
Doctor says I only have a day or two.
Jesus, come to me—
Save me from eternal void.
Already 2 years old
Your getting so big and learning so much
Many memories I will never forget
Watching you learn to crawl and walk
Hearing you say "mama" and "dada"
Sweet and adorable, yet at times...
Very stubborn and difficult.
But in mommy's eyes you're perfect.
Matches lit the floor
The library set ablaze
Words melted like ice
Lately I have been thinking about the future and,
Last night I saw a bird fly through a broken window,
No sad song, no lullaby, just simply moving,
The other day I watch the stars and I question,
Between goals and success what make a man stand,
Far apart is it he name or the place he came from?,
Last week I went to the post office and thought,
If every fine art was stamp we would be out I of ,
Characters,
The week before I saw river cry out and rock thunder,
In ruins and I question why is it in till danger occur,
People communication or reach out,
Today I saw a tree breath in life and chop of wood,
Was of fire,
Words broke barrels and it was call,
Mother Earth,
Who is to question such phenomenon when to,,
Late just answer are we Human or unemotional,
To one another and if eyes tell true of a being,
What is it of the origin of,
ALEXANDRIA’S GENESIS,
Life simply to not get old for some people,
But the lesson are infinity.