Autumn


As a summer person, I’m less excited than others I know to see it end. This abecedarian poem allowed me to experiment with words without searching for profound meanings, allowed me to play.

Autumn

brings

chills

dreary

evenings

fog.

Gone

heat

intense

joy.

Kindness

lingers while I

meander

near

oceans

playing

quickly,

running in

sunshine.

Tomorrow

under a

vanishing

wind in a

xeroscape

yard, I will

Zoom my next meeting.

An Abecedarian Poem for the Fourth of July


As many celebrate this day

because they see it as a joyous

cry in praise of the

day the United States declared

emancipation from English tyranny,

free to be its own country, self

governed, no longer ruled by kings,

humans, Black, enslaved,

indigenous, find celebration difficult.

Jefferson, in The Declaration of Independence,

knowingly called Native People

lacking in worth,

“merciless Indian Savages,”

never considering the contradictions, the

overt irony when compared to his view that

people are created equal.

Qualified, white male landowners, the

rich, voted, prospered.

Slaves, counted as only 2/3 a person, were

told to obey, work til death, be Christian.

Until all, regardless of race, gender, religion, are

valued as worthy humans, are free to prosper, can

walk proud throughout the United States,

xenophobia will destroy our founding ideals.

Yearn for, work toward, equity, kindness, be

zealous in our quest for a better country.

An Abecedarian Poem for Juneteenth


All slaves did not know freedom

because the powers in Texas

could not, or more likely,

did not want them to know.

Eventually, three years after Emancipation,

freedom came to Texas, June 19,1865, in

Galveston when General Grange proclaimed

henceforth enslaved people could not be

illegally held as property so Texas

joined the nation acknowledging that

keeping slaves was illegal.

Long held in bondage in Texas

many formerly enslaved rejoiced,

now looking forward to a better future.

Opposition arose almost immediately.

People did not want non-whites to hold power,

quickly responded by making new laws

requiring the formerly enslaved to

stay quietly in their homes.

They were informed no public gatherings allowed

under threat of arrest.

Void of the choices, they were forced to

work for low wages.

Xenophobia continues to reign,

youth taught Emancipation but not this.

Zany as it seems, 159 years later, prejudice continues.