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Sometimes I’m busy and sometimes I’m not.
Sometimes I’m freezing and sometimes I’m hot.
Sometimes I’m hungry and sometimes I’m full.
Sometimes I push, sometimes yield to a pull.
Sometimes I’m wired and sometimes I’m beat.
Sometimes I’m grouchy and sometimes I’m sweet.
Sometimes I’m happy and sometimes depressed.
Sometimes I’m calm and at times I am stressed.
Sometimes I’m quiet and sometimes I’m loud;
Sometimes, embarrassed and other times proud.
Sometime I’m social and sometimes alone.
Sometimes I’m confident, other times thrown.
Sometimes ideas come and sometimes they don’t.
At times I despair but most often I won’t;
But one thing that’s always (not sometimes) is I’m
Quite proficient at molding my thoughts into rhyme.
the Lord will see to it
for He's our provider
the redemptive God
our Lord Jehovah Jirah
who for us always supplies
who for us never denies
In the overflow of His abundancy
let's exalt His Holy name
In the overflow of His abundancy
let's give God all the praise
El Shaddai our Lord of might
the omnipotent God of power and fight
who for us is always proficient
who for us is more than sufficient
In the overflow of His abundancy
let's exalt His Holy name
In the overflow of His abundancy
let's give God all the praise
If not for God most of us
would be stuck in sinking sand
no structure nor a solid foundation
on which we can stand
for God is our bedrock
our cornerstone in life
He even sent us a Savior
His son Jesus the Christ
In the overflow of His abundancy
let's exalt His Holy name
In the overflow of his abundancy
let's give God all the praise
now let us shout hallelujah
as we tell our testimony
let us stand to our feet
as we give God all the glory
In the overflow of His abundancy
let's exalt His Holy name
In the overflow His abundancy
let's give God all the praise
so we now honor Him and we adore Him
for lighting in us a flame
for in the overflow of His abundancy
we've had much to gain
There is no manual on becoming a pallbearer.
You are just chosen
You become one of the chosen.
To be a proficient pallbearer, you need a speak-easy stride.
Like somebody who's coming down from a low high.
You'll need a steely casket grip.
You don't want the dearly departed to slip.
You must have a dry stone face like an Egyptian sphinx.
Or a Tennessee copper head snake.
If you crack any hint of a smirk or smile,
they'll remember you longer than the one who's died.
You must be as humble as a black pasteurized milking cow.
You must be stoic for the blue-hearted crowd.
There's no training manual on becoming a pallbearer.
You are just chosen.
Are you the girl all clingy and wanting,
Or are you strong and self-sufficient.
Are you the girl who throws a tantrum,
Or do you reason fair, clear and proficient.
Are you the girl who wants attention,
Or the woman who wants respect.
Are you the girl deceitfully playing those games,
Or do you nurture the current subject.
Are you the girl addicted to media,
Or are you addicted to life.
Are you the girl who can’t cook or clean,
Or are you a proud housewife.
Are you the girl that likes to be all sexy,
Or are you all about grace.
Are you the girl into reality tv,
Or have you learned to embrace.
Are you the girl that banks on a man,
Or are you financially free.
If you were the second choice in every stanza,
Then I’d love for you to meet me.
Broken battered angry deranged parents
Try to break their children at an early age
So they will not be alone in their misery
It works with some, however, with others
It completely backfires.
They take their pain and shake it into poetry, and art.
They write it into songs and musicals that become world-renown
They ease their sad experiences into ways to help others
Think Oprah, Shirley Temple, Maya Angelou, Tyler Perry and Ellen DGeneres
Children who shine the brightest as adults were often the ones
Who were put down, tromped on, slapped, whipped and
belted when they were children.
Our most proficient writers, authors, poets, singers, dancers, and actresses
The ones whom we all look up to, were often put down as children.
Listen, you broken battered angry deranged parents
Beware, your pain-inflicting will not work.
Worse, when they become rich and famous,
They may wipe their shoes of you
And not help you at all in your old age.
Said to my girlfriend
My Husband - well he’s 90.
What do you think he can do? -
Even his tongue cant stretch out to work.
So I got a young boy name geyser.
I never knew plastic could be so proficient.
I don’t know if its excitement
or the darn thing has its own lube.
He keep going and going
like the energizer bunny
Wow what a beauty – just like the real thing
It make me hum like sweet sixteen -
again and again and again.
and at my age unless you have
something strong and forceful to put in
you just can’t feel it sister!
So get one and get a big one - girl does mine have youth.
©Al Juman
In the twinkling of an eye
All the saints of God shall fly
Fill the air with the ones who bother
To know the Lord as their Father
In glory, there will be those sufficient
All is well, alive and so proficient
Bringing justice to the ones who hurt
With the chance to give the final alert
There will be those who are led to give
All their hearts to the joy found to live
Others will go where they fill led by His spirit
To show the universe that life is so near it
Amazing miracles shine through the night
Bringing answers so gentle and so bright
Filling the world with a sense of free verse
Where joy awakens my private universe
Wherever you are and whatever you do
Know that this heaven is so gentle and true
Opening its doors to those who show love
Sent by the One who inspires from above
My Private Universe Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Julia Ward
September 23, 2020
the strength of Black folks can be encapsulated
by the power in the message we convey
for we are purposeful bold Black kings & queens
forging our own way
acknowledge our presence
as we stand in all our glory
recognize our dignity, our pride
our heritage, our story
we are significant human beings
deserving of civility & respect
multi-talented & proficient
in every aspect
we assert our rights to determine & control
our own destinies
and have jurisdiction over our families
and our communities
the power in Black people can be summarized
by the fortitude we've continuously display
from the Middle Passage beyond slavery
to the systemic racism still in play
our pertinacity our tenacity
and our steadfast aptitude
gave us the toughness of spirit to endure
society's hateful attitude
the resilience of the power in the Black community
can be epitomized by our faith in Christ
as it was His mercy & grace which afforded us
the moral strength to never give up on life
acknowledge our presence
acquiesce to our magnificence
as we will no longer tolerate
hate not indifference
acknowledge our presence
Okay I am going to write some funny poems
Did you see the road ahead?
Why there are some road kills?
Talk about believing
I believe for some rain
Now it rains everyday
Not that kind of rain!
Lol. Munch it.
I see some birds making nest on my tree
What? This is not a hotel
I am gonna charge you some fees
Do birds fly south for the winter?
Not my birds
They are all up in there making music
Ahh I forgot
Could have fooled me
Thought it was the winter
Brrrr
Gas is back up again
Hey, why don't they make a thing where they stop the prices?
They made one when the tank is full
Why don't they make one when we are full?
Full of it - lol if you know what I mean
I have to go out of town this weekend
A friend of mine is going with me
Where is your fun and adventure?
Not - if I have to entertain you
Just kidding
I am looking forward to the day
where I can do everything
What is everything?
I feel sorry for the people who work at the restaurants this weekend
It's gonna be crowded
You know how fathers like to eat
It's chow time
Bring on the steaks, will ya?
Talking about fathers
Let me poke fun at fathers
Did you know you did that all wrong?
Where did you have your training?
Not from us - gals
Yeah you don't do things like that
Do it the right way
Okay you heard enough
Your kids are calling you
I am going to go the movie
Lol
Be right back
And the house'd better not burnt down
Haha
I am just kidding
You are more than sufficient, efficient, proficient
And you are good at everything
Happy Father's Day, Dads
When you are coming?
Dad?
Those of us living in the USA
too often hear Republican capitalist dogma
of The Great Trickle Down Theory,
in which those who have most
must get more first
so they can hire more who have least,
although perhaps without proficient wage
and without health care if avoidable,
to spread capitalizing wealth around
so we can become better day and night spenders
on all the thneeds and trinkets offered
in exchange for our consuming lives.
And so it was with raised eyebrows
I heard Donald Trump explain
to us unwashed and un-self-insuring masses,
that he paid so very little income taxes
because it is his sacred duty
to himself
his family
his stockholders,
corporately invested infesters,
to pay as little tax and operating fees as legally possible
so there is more to hoard,
and less and less to trickle out.
So, I guess this carries some tension
with Trickle Down,
becoming, more accurately,
The Upper Caste Constipated
minimal trickling out
of capital hoarding.
But, just in case you are listening, Donald,
which I know you are not,
but maybe some more responsible Republican employer,
I am quite sure that Wharton never spoke this lie
that you have any legal, much less moral, obligation
to retain as much wealth as possible
to re-invest in further corporate greed
to act as little trickling out as possible
while speaking in loud nationalistic patriotic
Trickle Down and Out!
to all us little people,
someday
Preferably after this year's self-congratulatory pay out,
made possible by all us humble caregivers
opening your golden ballroom doors for tips
and cleaning your several stressed toilets,
where yellow and brown
too slowly trickle down.