Guest Poetry

Merry Christmas, Then We put up new curtains–tablecloths, as well. We changed cushion covers; the house started to smell Of new things, including the linoleum. As cakes baked in the oven, Mom started to hum. The radio played our favorite carols. Mom stood on a chair and put up some flycatchers. She put paper

So Many Diamonds Verse 1: A Baby Boy Was Born TodayNow Will His Life Just Waste AwayWill He Learn to Read and WriteWill His Star Light Up the NightWill He Be a Famous WriterWill He Be a Great Prize FighterWill His Parents and His TeachersNurture Him and Let Him GrowWill

Ask me what fruit I would like to be,And the pineapple, I would reply, certainly.But not just any pineapple, Jack.I would like to be the ANTIGUAN BLACK!And why the Antiguan Black, you want to know;Because it’s the sweetest in the world. Hello!It is golden in color,And this sets it apart,

It Is Joy and jubilation! United States’ Notorious Negro Enslavement era Terminated. That tragic Evil endeavor Ended. Every Negro is now To be treated as truly Human! Hallelujah!                  ©Nubian-06-17-2023  

COUNTLESS WILL CONGREGATE FOR YOUR CORONATION. HORDES WILL HOLLAR AND, APPLAUD, IN ABSOLUTE AMIABLE ADORATION. REGALLY WILL YOU RISE, AS RULER! LOUDLY WILL YOU BE LAUDED AS THE LEADER, OF THE EMPIRE, ELIZABETH’S ENAMOURED SON AND STAR. STEP INTO YOUR SOUVEREIGN SHOES. STAND, AND SHINE, LIKE THE SUN YOU ARE!                       

IS THERE ANYTHING THAT WARMS LIKE A MOTHER’S ARMS? WHAT THRILLS AS MUCH, AS HER TENDER TOUCH?WHAT BRIGHTENS UP THE SKIES, LIKE YOUR MOTHER’S EYES?IS THERE A PRETTIER PLACE, THAN YOUR MOTHER’S FACE?WAS THERE A SWEETER SOUND EVER UTTERED,THAN HER WHISPERED WORD? IS THERE A SAFER SPACE, THAN ENWRAPPED IN