Long Great grandfather Poems

On an early morning just before school
My tummy is churning my head hurts too
My feet are cold my forehead is hot
I have a runny nose and a tongue with blue dots

“Mom come quick!” I helplessly...

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We have been observing the expanse of the parched land for many years, a land that stood the test of time and captivated by myriad dreams unfolding through the footsteps of the ages thus penetrating...

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(4.)
As Midnight Hours Call In More Darkened Hosts

Slow flows a river of doubt and regret
foaming its swirling eddies and sad pits
cavernous echoes one can not forget
nor withstand jagged cuts and hardest hits!

As sun retreats and...

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Those who’ve gone on before me… what I would have liked to have told them – in those unsent letters, those unwritten stories, those unbroken promises, those unsteady poems, those unbleached memoirs – before the...

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I have an old friend who was told some time ago he had six months to live. We live far apart now and he told me about this in an email shortly after the doctor...

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“Now, let's see about the elf at the door.”  Pulling himself up to his full height and stretching his shoulders to make himself look as large and fierce as possible, Joulupukki grabbed the door...

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Never mind games tag you're it,
What's my true purpose here am I to be really cute and feared
My not name blaspheme and smeared
This unknown gospel to the center is it made clear
As I run and...

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In the shadow of time, my descendants,
Both the known and those hidden in the corridors of ages,
From the first generation to those yet to come,
Please listen to this epic,
From one who was and wished to...

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Black Iraqi Woman
Written by Faleeha Hassan
Translated from the Arabic by William Hutchins
Shortly before my father died, he whispered to me longingly: “Daughter, treasure this, because it authenticates your heritage to our kinsfolk!” When I accepted...

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Deep in a silva of the Emerald Isle there hides a peculiar coppice,
Shaped in a spiral labyrinth which is seen only on the summer solstice. 

As the sun rises to its highest of tides and...

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PRELUDE
There has always been animosity between Greece and Turkey as far back in history as we wish to go.  Greece was occupied by the Turks during the Middle-Ages for almost 500 years.  My...

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I'm 51 today.
51 tomorrow, yay
Was 51 yesterday.
52 is months away,
And yes I'm thankful.
Although it's not my real birthday,
It kinda is in a certain way.
I'm still alive another day.
I had the notion to celebrate.
And be thankful.
Though...

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I must tell you of a yarn 
About the Prince’s barn 
It sits on a hill 
Overlooking an area where there was so much kill 

Today it is a place where one goes to find...

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Iolanda I am named after Yolanda 
Princess Savoy Italian princess
my patron saint the only saint 
of two countries Poland and Hungary 
When italian princesses were being 
banned from Italian soil my brown my 
great grandfather...

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Ogbuefi my great, great grandfather begat
Ifegwu, my great grand father and Pa Ifegwu
Begat Agwo, my grandfather whose sword slain many at the battle of the Mosanga.
And Agwo begat my father Ogbu- john
Who showed us common...

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“Be still sad heart and cease repining;
Behind the clouds the sun is shining,
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life a little rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.”- - Longfellow

Charleston,...

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Born in 2000 he comes from a long line of athletes. His maternal  great great great grandfather was a short stop in the negro leagues. His Paternal great great grand father was a tailback...

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Ah it’s been to long for a dose of the philosopher’s tribute
He thinks some of his clerihews have led to silent rebuke
It’s all done mostly in fun
But he’s sure he ’s been call a phrase...

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I started my school years in a strict Catholic school
run by nuns and I was terrified of them
with their black hoods and caps
like death dressed in shrouds
and their stern faces and sharp words . ....

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There was a brave,
A sage of his age,
And there was rhythm.
Men United in the hunt,
Women united in the spiritual sounds of songs of the Shaman,
And ships from the east,
Came with the Glory of God,
And between...

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Genealogy
                 —The beginning of a family tree—

For my great, great grandfather was a son of a slave,  
he...

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Oh, my Beloved Africa
Why are you always so behind time
Why is it that the world always has to be miles ahead
For you to follow in the trail of dust they leave behind

Oh, my Beloved Motherland
Why...

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I knew an old wise Angel
Who was generous with his’ time
He could make anyone feel special
Until the stairway to heaven he did climb

He took me to my first confession
And had my rosary beads blessed
He introduced...

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My Roots

As dark as charcoal-as dark as rich soil of Africa -
Is the core of my traditional and beliefs – it’s obscure
Knowing that deep beneath my skin, soul and spirit is hidden the lineage
My unborn...

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Grandfather played the tin whistle
with Paddy on his knee
for his grandson he played 
songs of Ireland
songs that will live on

on Paddy’s tenth birthday
Grandfather gave him his own to play
Paddy took to it like a duck...

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