Coucou
...If sunrise sat on a dish-
should this be your wish-
hope for golden dough, mellow
spheres of cooked cornmeal
sunk in okra slosh
tomato
skies...
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Categories:
cornmeal, culture, food, tribute,
Form: Epulaeryu
My Youth
...I walk briskly on the pathway of truth
Searching desperately for my youth
I want to know how I got here
For some people act as if they don’t care
The light from the sun burns deeply in the
Groun...
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Categories:
cornmeal, absence, baby, books, community,
Form: Narrative
The Pattern of Stars, one and all
...Like snowflakes, no two stars are alike,
despite their myriad declension,
to minuscule pin-pricks in sky above.
Unlike the sameness of sand-grains
scattered willy-nilly on a beach,
that no one ...
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Categories:
cornmeal, space, stars,
Form: Free verse
Ration
...Reality is rising out of the earth, mixing water with dirt, the children are playing in the mud from morning until sun down and the crisis in the street have disrupted the long awaited peace, and I p...
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Categories:
cornmeal, africa, america, bible, business,
Form: Narrative
Ration
...Reality is rising out of the earth, mixing water with dirt, the children are playing in the mud from morning until sun down and the crisis in the street have disrupted the long awaited peace, and I p...
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Categories:
cornmeal, africa, america, bible, business,
Form: Narrative
Like That Mister?
...My Darn Musisk
She wanted her family to
have food throughout the month.
She said often we run out: but feel there is something I can do to help remedy the problem She Knew that substituting meat...
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Categories:
cornmeal, celebration, creation, education, engagement,
Form: Ballad
Missouri Raised
...Growing up in Podunk Missouri,
meant that we had the freedom to roam.
Up and down rivers and wooded hills,
those places that we called home.
Picked berries, peaches, plums, and cherries,
and a...
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Categories:
cornmeal, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Daddy's Cornmeal Mush
...my daddy loved corn meal mush
mommy didn’t, she had eaten too much of it
during the depression of the thirties
I watched him cook it
because I loved daddy
he gave me a taste
with butter and m...
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Categories:
cornmeal, food,
Form: Prose Poetry
Oh the Hell With It Its a Holiday
...Oh the Hell with it It’s a Holiday
David J Walker
Knowing that
I am going
On a diet but that
Fat or slim
I will die anyway
But try not to stray
Into the fast foods
And savory f...
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Categories:
cornmeal, holiday,
Form: Rhyme
Rooting For Snidely Whiplash
...I am rooting for Snidely Whiplash
Tie up sweet Nell and give her a gnash.
Silly Dudley Do-Right
Simply isn’t that bright.
Snidely, turn him into cornmeal mash.
Good villain, it is your turn to...
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Categories:
cornmeal, age,
Form: Limerick
A Poem For My History Teacher
...I wanted to write
The best slavery poem ever written—
Perhaps win a Pulitzer or Faulkner.
I had every intention of conforming
To the standards
Of modern verse and composition,
Lyrics f...
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Categories:
cornmeal, assonance, forgiveness, history, holocaust,
Form: Rhyme
At Three O'Clock In the Morning
...AT THREE O’CLOCK IN THE MORNING
trucks toil the city’s streets,
a minuet of practiced precision,
to the pulsating rhythm,
to the incessant beat.
they parade and pause,
they roll-on. s...
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Categories:
cornmeal, age, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Breaking In Birthday Mixer
...oiled cast iron black
preheating pan in oven —
weevils in cornmeal
10/13/2020...
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Categories:
cornmeal, angst,
Form: Haiku
We Live In a Zoo
...Cat food in the kitchen
Bird seed down the hall
Dog food on the back porch
Giraffe food against the wall
We live in a zoo, a menagerie
With opossums and one snake
There is no place I would ra...
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Categories:
cornmeal, 2nd grade, 3rd grade,
Form: Rhyme
Family Thanks 1958
...The feet of twenty cousins were trampling and pounding the floor
As my Aunt Pearl's house trembled and suddenly became smaller.
We were racing with the games of 'who could find who' behind the door...
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Categories:
cornmeal, blessing, celebration, family, friendship
Form: Rhyme
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