Amistad

On October 31, 2014March 2, 2015 By dancingpalmtreesIn Africa, African Goddess, African King, Amistad, Creator, Egypt, Ethiopian Goddess, Menelik, Seed, Slave ship, Solomon, Songs of Solomon & Sheba, womb10 Comments

Amistad

One day while on deck we Jumped, You and I.

Across Oceans.

Over the Seven Seas.

Towards Freedom.

The fluttering’s within led us to know that………….
No Womb Child of Ours would serve foreign masters in a strange land.
Now we Two Lovers are sealed in an Eternal Embrace wrapped around Eons.
Our sacred bones have become Undersea chapels where Ocean denizens worship daily.

They swim through our frameworks paying homage via weaving seaweed, decorating our frames with diatoms and Ocean sea grasses as adornments for our Holy Cathedrals.

Phytoplankton, kelp and algae melodically bow in reverence and awe to displaced ancestors who chose to answer that yearning for the Motherland by throwing off heavy corporal prisons and keepers that sought to bind them to an unfamiliar future in the bosom of a generation who had forsaken the Creator.

Releasing our souls to the Originator we whisked through the briny deep where our son Menelik was reborn as Ethiopian Royalty.

For we knew that the People could Fly……. the Twin Queens of Ethiopia and Egypt shall rise again to Reign once more.

poem-synesthesia

On October 29, 2014 By dancingpalmtreesIn Uncategorized

This poem touched my heart as it explores the realm of schizophrenia a kingdom or rather a prison that captured my mother Mable Palmer for much of her adult life.

Shawn L. Bird

I feel the light crawling

on my skin, burrowing in

and out through the pores,

illuminating my blue bones.

I see the glow of your pain

woven in the strands of my muscles,

stretched and aching like a long line

of scarlet soldiers dragging guns and stabbing bayonets.

I hear the purple shimmer of your displeasure,

Flashing gold anger explodes up my body

in shrieking tsunami waves.

I taste darkness and agony.

I smell the rainbow of your discontent.

I am you and we are

sensational.

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“Funhouse Mirrors”

On October 27, 2014May 24, 2019 By dancingpalmtreesIn Alzheimers, Collison, Ella Fitzgerald, Funhouse Mirrors, Greatest Generation, The Make Believe Ballroom, Theodore Rousseau7 Comments

RDP Friday: MEMORY

Stolen voices and lyrics trapped in Memories web. Every so often a melody escapes to be hummed endlessly until it returns to the fold. Missing thoughts and recent reminiscences struggle to be heard through a tangle of intersecting snarling synapses all vying for entrance into my cerebral highway. I beat my head against my hands then someone puts a record on the old Victrola and it all comes back to me. Ella Fitzgerald – “A-Tisket, A-Tasket” (1938) http://youtu.be/fDt5sxizup8

A-tisket, a-tasket A brown and yellow basket I sent a letter to my mommy On the way, I dropped it I dropped it, I dropped it Yes, on the way I dropped it A little girlie picked it up And put it in her pocket She was truckin’ on down the avenue But not a single thing to do She went peck, peck, pecking all around When she spied it on the ground She took it, she took it My little yellow basket And if she doesn’t bring it back I think that I will die A-tisket, a-tasket I lost my yellow basket And if that girlie don’t return it Don’t know what I’ll do Oh dear, I wonder where my basket can be (So do we, so do we, so do we, so do we, so do we) Oh gee, I wish that little girl, I could see (So do we, so do we, so do we, so do we, so do we) Oh, why was I so careless with that basket of mine? That itty bitty basket was a joy of mine A-tisket, a-tasket I lost my yellow basket Won’t someone help me find my basket And make me happy again, again? (Was it green?) No, no, no, no (Was it red?) No, no, no, no (Was it blue?) No, no, no, no Just a little yellow basket A little yellow basket

Skip. Skip. Scratch. Pop. Basket. So do we. Basket. So do we. Girl. Yellow. Mnemosyne Bring it back. Bring it back. Mommy I Lost it. Please forgive me.

The Forest in Winter at Sunset by Theodore Rousseau

While I was composing this I thought about my Aunt Helen who got Alzheimers at age 87. She passed away from a stroke at age 89. I used to help her with shopping and she knew she was losing her short term memory. The Colliding Title, song & painting all symbolize the internal collision within the brain. Anyone with an elderly relative who has Alzheimer will understand this poem. I tried to mimic the persons mind. My Aunts and parents were from the Greatest Generation. Surviving Jim Crow, the Great Depression and WWII. For those who are still here Life’s a Trip to The Make Believe Ballroom. Hats off to them!!

Kali and Ishtar Join Forces

On October 25, 2014 By dancingpalmtreesIn African Goddess, Arrows, Battle, Fallen Angels, Fire, Flames, Ishtar, Kali, Nocturnal2 Comments

My Angers are the hot burning coals that will be forged into Diamond hard razor sharp iron steel swords that will slice away at injustice leaving a bloody trail of defeated foes in her wake…..

Time is a Valued Commodity for Roasting Flesh.

Refining Flames cauterize nocturnal imps.

Lapping up their fallen ashes. Sweeping them into the sea…..

Forever dispersed from the Holy Land……

Fiery arrows pierce my side. Words and Phrases Tumble out taking up their battle stations as warriors.

The Secret To Brain Health

On October 21, 2014 By dancingpalmtreesIn Uncategorized1 Comment

Miracle Girl Nichole!!!

Three Steps To Morning

I have been researching since 2006 on a way to recover my daughter, Nichole, from the damages of vaccines and the signs of autism which she displays. A long time friend contacted me about using Kangen Water ~ Molecular Hydrogen Water. This water which I call “Healing Water” has changed my life! My daughter is recovering because of using Kangen Water! In thirty days of using Kangen Water, I saw a difference in my daughter, Nichole, and I was able to get her off all her medications. My daughter was having 100 seizures a day at one point in her life. Now she is down to two seizures a day and she is not on any medications!

Nichole transformation after drinking Kangen Water for 30 days.