Is he really political.? I mean he runs no party of that ilk.'
Yet I see 'the descriptive given' woven in like silk.)
Is he being held as a terrorist.? Or charged? He pleads
Guilty of journalisam.? Yet has he been pushed into that
Yard.? Guilty he is saying ' yet should that be the case.?
Or is he just tumbling in a fervid word mill-race.? Is any
Body thinking.? Or is it sheer brute force.? How can reason
Be introduced? Measured analysis, rebuttal and thereto
Unto fair discourse.'
Eyes! Doleful and lonely as they quietly penetrate my soul
In their silence, I can hear clamorous rumblings of a tale that pleads to be told
Far-reaching and clamorous are these eyes
So much so that not even their beautiful abode can cover or disguise
Beautifully haunting, they are
So deep and so regally divine
I see them. I feel them.
Deeply,
Deeply,
Deeply, they touch
As they meticulously befuddle every morsel of my being
I awkwardly attempt to look away
But like a magnet, they pull me close, closer
Then they speak of many tales, from a whisper to the pinnacle of rising octaves
Sorrowful narratives of manipulation, deception, jealousy, ghosting, envy, greed, betrayal, hurt, sadness, and even the macabre
They speak of wondrous hopes and dreams in the dawn of life that were quickly and heinously turned to night
HAIKU coo ka choo
or Mrs. Robinson writes a poem.
HAIKU coo ka choo
Everything is okay
Count Five Seven Five
by
Martin Braun
August 2, 2023
'Coo coo ka choo' was used in Simon and Garfunkel's 1968 song “Mrs. Robinson". The phrase was used in the 60s and 70s as a way of saying 'all good' or 'everything is okay'.
When she spit, they run and scattered
Them their children stopped and listen
To the thunder roll roar matters
Mo’ Grand Ma Rudell
Everybody fell still
With voice of thunder roar
No bad children under
They all becoming
Obedient host
Scare of Ole Grand Ma voice
Discipline is her medicine
Ain’t na-body gonna be bad no way Mo’ Grand Ma Rudell Robinson
6/9/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Theoore Robinson ie so young
perhap s why he remains unsung
He found the eat coast too bright
but it gave hi style visual delight
Edwin Arlington Robinson of Maine
with verse was to find fame
His 'Children of the Nigh'
achieving a Pulitzer Prize to his delight
I can hear what Jackie Robinson's mother
is saying right now. "Batter up, even when
I am making biscuits so that I can be baking
them."
She is 100 today.
Well howdy doody my name is Jack
Isn't much history this old dude lacks
Even Jackie Robinson
Dad and I saw game one
First black player ever to get untracked
Number 42 Retire
Brooklyn Dodgers Number 42
Hang up your jersey, honey
No one can follow you after Jackie Robinson
Major League Baseball was uplifted into the outer sphere
When Jackie Robinson was brave enough
And brazen enough to try….
Major League Baseball had been closed to people of color
Jackie’s prowess, professionalism and success changed
The way people in the USA thought about all sports.
Thank goodness.
He paved the way for
black football players and basketball players too
I wonder if he ever knew?
The incomparable Jackie Robinson
who wore "42" rose to prominence and...
broke the Major League Baseball color barrier
In 1947, and had a 10-year All-Star career
Date written: 02/09/2021
Michelle LaVaughn Robinson Obama, our first African American first lady has her own accomplishments which far exceed what she had dreamed of when she was a little girl in Chicago. She has been a lawyer, university administrator, writer, and advocate. She has won a grammy award, shorty award, and Nickelodean Kid’s Choice award. She is multi-talented, presidential enough to be elected president herself. She has shown grace, confidence and beauty in the face of every challenge. Her husband Barack and her children Malia and Sasha are proud of her and her accomplishments. “I always tell young girls to surround yourself with goodness,” she is quoted. “I learned early on how to get haters out of my life.”
She is the vision of assertive womanhood.
michelle obama
role model to young women
grace personified
bending my mind around his words, makes me feel like a contortionist
For Bobby May’s contest “Who Flips Your Trolley?”
I see books in machines
Cursive disappearing
The brain is now a computer
No more handwriting
Electricity is all you need
To lazy to turn on lights
Machines will do it
Want to know the weather
Ask a machine
No need to drive a car
All done by a machine
No more ordering from a human
Ask a machine
Can’t read a map
Ask a machine
So lazy we have become
These machines we created to save time but in today’s world
We waste more time talking to a machine
Children communicating through a machine
We no longer need people just a machine
If I had to choose Robin Hood, Robinson Crusoe or Peter Pan?
Hmm……
What a quandary.
What a plight.
I truly do not think I can.
I will never grow up, so I have the Peter Pan part down, furiously.
I have always yearned for my own island, and a giant tree house, curiously.
Wouldn’t I love to steal from the rich who have already stolen from the poor?
This choice cannot be done. I need a part of all of them, forever more.
Blue sea blue sky
That was my destination
Having encounter with blue whale
That was my destination
Inhaling blue water, finding blue pearl
That was my destination
I Robinson Crusoe
Wandering in Blue Ocean
Sinking and drinking unwelcome water
That was my destination
Fainted face, flying false hope
That was my destination
My journey star with the letter of” I “
I and myself
That was my destination
I lived over there for decades
Talking to wanderer and wild animal
That was my destination
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