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     Chrishayden "Cyniquian" Level Poster Username: Chrishayden Post Number: 7519 Registered: 03-2004 Rating: N/A |
Derek Walcott was born in St. Lucia in 1930. He divides his time between New York and the Caribbean Derek Walcott Out of the turmoil emerges one emblem, an engraving — a young Negro at dawn in straw hat and overalls, an emblem of impossible prophecy, a crowd dividing like the furrow which a mule has ploughed, parting for their president: a field of snow-flecked cotton forty acres wide, of crows with predictable omens that the young ploughman ignores for his unforgotten cotton-haired ancestors, while lined on one branch, is a tense court of bespectacled owls and, on the field's receding rim — a gesticulating scarecrow stamping with rage at him. The small plough continues on this lined page beyond the moaning ground, the lynching tree, the tornado's black vengeance, and the young ploughman feels the change in his veins, heart, muscles, tendons, till the land lies open like a flag as dawn's sure light streaks the field and furrows wait for the sower. | ||
| Cagedbird Regular Poster Username: Cagedbird Post Number: 12 Registered: 02-2004 Rating: N/A |
Carey, hit US with another piece, thanks! | ||
| Carey AALBC .com Platinum Poster Username: Carey Post Number: 1344 Registered: 05-2004 Rating: N/A |
Well Cagedbird, I need to take you on the road. You are my biggest fan. Here's a little something. It's a composite of essays I scratched. Your request ushered in this poetic form. Dreams deferred Six generations far away dreams came true. Denied by law, deferred by default The sign said HALT, but not closure Just limited exposure A slave no more Skills in hand A new plan Someone is waiting Grandma said, "Grandpa Green was a slave"-- Raved---"he was a horse doctor" School? Not today, 10 kids to raise; a dream deferred. Mother's proud Dream in hand High School Diploma Grandpa Green was a slave I played house that day Baby came my way Dreams on hold Grandma raised 10 kids Baby and wife, new dreams, new life New life indeed, a grandson blessed me And my wife She passed away before he could say Hi Grandma His school held elections, no songs just lessons No recess, had to learn the process The voice of the vote He was voted president of his first grade class He declared to his mother that he and Obama were just alike. She said,"yes, you are both black" He said, "wrong mommy! we're both presidents" Ignoring the comparison that most adults make He focused on something greater than race To some Yet he's to young to understand the significance of the color of his face He won a race I am going to Atlanta for the inauguration of the President. His name is Carey--he's my grandson. Dreams deferred, new dreams to fullfill Grandpa Green was a slave ~Carey | ||
| Carey AALBC .com Platinum Poster Username: Carey Post Number: 1345 Registered: 05-2004 Rating: N/A |
My grandson:  | ||
| Cagedbird Regular Poster Username: Cagedbird Post Number: 13 Registered: 02-2004 Rating: N/A |
Carey, I enjoyed reading thuis piece. Thanks 4 sharing these cute little pics with us. He looks just like YOU! I dont have time 2 do as you requested, but puhleeze send your work 2 the OZ site thst I sent you, they have the submission form online. I guarantee they will accept your wonderful work, peace. www.evehall.com www.ozpoeticsociety.com Glad you enjoyed my weekly poem, "The 2 of Us" | ||
| Cynique "Cyniquian" Level Poster Username: Cynique Post Number: 13042 Registered: 01-2004 Rating: N/A |
Nice poem; cute pics.  | ||
| Carey AALBC .com Platinum Poster Username: Carey Post Number: 1346 Registered: 05-2004 Rating: N/A |
Thanks to the both of you. I wonder where my daughter got that little bitty old school hat. They must have that gear at the shoot. | ||
| Cagedbird Regular Poster Username: Cagedbird Post Number: 20 Registered: 02-2004 Rating: N/A |
 Now, you know I gotta post my grandbaby!  | ||
| Carey AALBC .com Platinum Poster Username: Carey Post Number: 1423 Registered: 05-2004 Rating: N/A |
Hi Eve, I was talking with my grandson and he wants to know if he can get ol'girls digit . He's the president you know. Well, he doesn't have a job and he occasionally pees on himself but he's working on that. Tell your grandbaby he'd like to take her for a ride. He doesn't have a car and doesn't know how to ride a bike but I think Santa is bring him one for Christmas. If that doesn't turn her head tell her he'd like to read to her. Yep, he can read and has some cool bathtub toys. Btw, he was thinking about sending her a letter but he can't sign his own name. Well, he can but few can read it. Thanks Grandpa | ||
| Cagedbird Regular Poster Username: Cagedbird Post Number: 21 Registered: 02-2004 Rating: N/A |
Carey, thanks 4 the offer, BUT if her Nana can't stand the Grandpa, I am sure she will not be able 2 stand the Grandson, peace out!!!! | ||
| Carey AALBC .com Platinum Poster Username: Carey Post Number: 1424 Registered: 05-2004 Rating: N/A |
A too brutus? | ||
| Cynique "Cyniquian" Level Poster Username: Cynique Post Number: 13155 Registered: 01-2004 Rating: N/A |
?? Do you mean "et tu, Brutus"? | ||
| Carey AALBC .com Platinum Poster Username: Carey Post Number: 1425 Registered: 05-2004 Rating: N/A |
That 2! See, I can't seem to shake you. Are we going to dirty Rondall's floor "et tu, Rufus"? You knock my poetry, cuss me out, hate on my game (your not funny Carey), tell me to shut up and now you're over here with your wicked ways. You know the song: "Shoe" fly don't bother me, "Crude" fly don't bother me, ooouuuu fly don't bother me, your leather face is scaring me. | ||
| Cynique "Cyniquian" Level Poster Username: Cynique Post Number: 13160 Registered: 01-2004 Rating: N/A |
I didn't know you had a monopoly on this thread, Carey. And it's not like I didn't post on it earlier. BTW, I've never cussed you out, and have you perhaps learned a lesson that if "you don't start no s h i t, there won't be no s h i t".  |
