Visual Poet Supports VOW To Hire Heroes Act 2011

Today is a day to celebrate, for it appears capital hill laid aside partisanship to roll out comprehensive legislation to lower unemployment of America’s veterans.  I wholeheartedly support the President Obama signing into law the VOW To Hire Heroes Act.  The VOW to Hire Heroes Act combines Chairman Miller’s Veterans Opportunity to Work (VOW) Act, Chairman Murray’s Hiring Heroes Act and President Obama’s America Jobs Act/tax credits. 

In, addition, I applaud President Obama for facets of the Job’s Bill to address the 850,000 unemployed veterans; American Jobs Act, Returning Heroes Tax Credit and The Wounded Warriors Tax Credit.  Also, the Veterans Job Bank and other initiatives have been developed to match veterans with jobs at nationalresourcefirectory.gov  This law will surely assist our veterans in transitioning into civilian employment.  Thank you, Mr. President, President Barack Obama.

President Obama Signs Jobs Bill For Veterans

Visual Poet Honors American Veterans and Service Members on Veterans Day

President Obama Honors Veterans at Arlington National Cemetery

The Veterans Tribute is a Veterans Day reminder to relentlessly honor United States military veterans and active Service Members.  All Americans are forever indebted for their patriotism, love of country and sacrifices. 

Visual Poet Launch 2012 Presidential Campaign

Visual Poet Says; Take time to research, listen attentively and pray earnestly before electing the next President of the United States; be it a Democrat or Republican.

I am launching the 2012 Presidential Campaign to highlight the importance of the most powerful job in the world.  My 2012 Presidential Campaign is not aimed at running for the office of President of the United States.  Nor is my 2012 Presidential Campaign geared to discredit, promote any Democrat or Republican candidate.  Instead, my 2012 Presidential Campaign is designed to encourage Americans to make informed decisions when voting in 2012.  For, the United States requires the Candidate with the Right Stuff to effectively address the issues; economic recovery, the national debt, jobs, Medicare, Social Security, our crumbling infrastructure, etc.   

President Barack Obama Speaks on Investing in Our Infrastructure

Yes, the 2012 presidential candidates are gearing up.  But, Americans, this time, let’s do something different; avoid accepting the promises of candidates and photo opts as the makings of a great leader.  Americans, let us pledge to hold each candidate accountable and do not overlook obvious red flags.   

Visual Poet Honors Mr. Charley Pride; Country Singer and Negro League Baseball Player

Today, I pay the utmost respect to Mr. Charley Pride, a fellow Mississippian, Country Singer and Negro League Baseball Player.  Mr. Charley Pride was born in Sledge, Mississippi and I was born in Natchez, Mississippi.  Mr. Charley Pride has been one of my role models and I have absolutely enjoyed his music since I was a teenager.  During my difficult teenage years in Natchez, Mississippi, Mr. Charley Pride’s soothing country music was therapeutic.  I recall how each school day started with Mr. Charley Pride’s soothing baritone voice.  Yes, Mr. Charley Pride’s smooth country tunes has set the tone and got me thru many a challenging day.    

Recently, while focusing on the Negro League Baseball players; I learned that Mr. Charley Pride played for the Memphis Red Sox, New York Black Yankees, Louisville Clippers and the Birmingham Black Barons.  I am thrilled to know that Mr. Charley Pride; one of my favorite country singers was also one of the fabulous Negro League Baseball players.  So, my poem and visual poetry Players of Valor, the Negro League Baseball honors all the Negro League Baseball players, including Mr. Charley Pride.  Now, I must make every effort to have Mr. Charley Pride autograph my bat; since he was not present in Secaucus, New Jersey when I obtained autographs from countless Negro League Baseball players and Lionel Hampton. 

2012 Presidential Candidates; Visual Poet Plea for Candidate with the Right Stuff

It appears as though, the current 2012 Presidential candidates do not have the right stuff that America needs.  And, I am concerned about the media frenzy over non essential stories.  Excuse me if I am not interested in Sarah Palin bus tour upstaging Mitt Romney’s announcement speech, Donald Trump and Sarah Palin words of admiration, Anthony Weiner photos, John Edwards campaign funds investigation, Arnold Schwarzenegger love child, nor any other politician’s affairs, sleazy behavior, etc. 

President Obama Presents American Jobs Act

Wouldn’t it be a novel idea for the media to focus on the stories that are truly of interest to Americans; 2012 Presidential candidates proposing strategies to better America, economic recovery, the growing debt, jobs, our crumbling infrastructure, Medicare, Social Security.  I long for the moment when there is adequate coverage of 2012 presidential candidates who are honestly committed to doing what is best for the United States.        

Visual Poet Honors Natchez Eight, Baby Boomer Siblings

Today, my poem and visual poetry, Natchez Eight, Baby Boomer Siblings honors eight, exceptional Natchez, Mississippi Baby Boomer siblings; Vivian Bright, Dr. James Henry Young, Jr., Bernice Tolbert, Theron Eagleton, Lonnie Lee Young, Deborah Ann Young, Dr. Devell Ray Young and Glenda Faye Young.  After the death of their mother, the Boomer siblings; all under age thirteen, were forced to adapt to harsh realities.  With a father who was employed full-time; the Boomers were often required to rely upon their faith, creativity, humor and rare confidence. 

After many years of battling adversities, the Natchez Eight, Baby Boomer Siblings graduated from high school, universities, medical school and successfully served in the United States Military.  Regardless of a painfully difficult childhood; the Boomer Siblings’ determination was instrumental in developing productive lives; Army Command Sergeant Major, Cardiologist, Inhalation Therapist, Licensed Professional Counselor, Licensed Clinical Social Worker, Doctor of Internal Medicine and Air Force Service member.

The Natchez Boomer Siblings; that incredible eight

Born with dynamic God-given talents; to accentuate

It was reliance upon wit, trial and error; no matter the plight

Believe it; creativity propelled problem-solving and ignited insight

And, true faith in God; always reigned; clean, out right

For years, never-ending struggles set the stage for each Boomers journey

Many lessons were learned about life's ups, downs and harsh reality

The valiant Boomers forged careers and a survival tool

Anchored with morals, intelligence and resilience; ever so, cool

Yes, Boomers; you devised lives with a distinctive regime

The Natchez Eight, Baby Boomer Siblings with notable, self-esteem

Thus, a Bust on Stand; eternally honors your tenacity, as supreme

Excerpt from Natchez Eight, Baby Boomer Siblings

Copyright Deborah Young

Visual Poet Disappointed in Oprah Winfrey Last Shows

As Oprah Winfrey prepares to air her last show; I am overwhelmed with disappointment.  Many have stated the show has enhanced their life.  I just believe the show could have made a difference in the lives of the Negro Leagues players.  Over the decades, I wrote the Oprah Winfrey Show and requested that Oprah plan a special show to honor the players of the Negro Leagues.  I thought the Oprah Winfrey Show was the best venue to bestow the befitting honor; since many of Negro League players were growing older and Oprah Winfrey appeared eager to recognize accomplishments of individuals.  While I waited for a response (that never came); one by one, many of the Negro Leagues players died. 

Years ago, I met many of the Negro Leagues players in Secaucus, New Jersey; Leon Day, Ferguson Jenkins, Buck Leonard, Max Manning, Lester Lockett, Lyman Bostock, Sr., Wilmer Fields, Buck O’Neil, Josh Gibson, Jr., Willie Grace, Josh Johnson, etc.  It’s heartbreaking to know that those fabulous Negro Leagues players were not honored during their baseball heyday and very few were inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame.  And, yet, years later; individuals in positions who can make a difference; continue to disregard the Negro Leagues players as honor, worthy.  However, I am grateful to the United Stated Postal Service for the July 15, 2010 issuance of the Negro Leagues Baseball stamp.  Unfortunately, the Postal Service stamp is a posthumous honor for many of the Negro Leagues players.  

Visual Poet Concerned About Mississippi River Flooding 2011

Having been born and raised in Natchez, Mississippi; the Mighty Mississippi River has always played an intricate role in my life.  Each time I have returned to Natchez; I immediately visit the Bluff to check on My Mississippi River.  Therefore, today I pause to honor the Mighty Mississippi River with my poem The River, while listening to Mr. Charley Pride’s song Roll on Mississippi. 

As the Mississippi River swells; causing major to record flooding; I am concerned for the welfare of those in Memphis, Tennessee, Helena, Arkansas, Arkansas City, Greenville, Mississippi, Vicksburg, Mississippi, Tunica, Mississippi, Vidalia, Louisiana, Natchez, Mississippi and other areas.  Natchez, Vicksburg, Greenville and Tunica are the only Mississippi cities with bridges over the Mississippi River.

Natchez Mississippi is the City on the Bluff and the oldest settlement on the Mississippi River.  In 1714 the French settled on the high bluffs and surrounding area and two years later a permanent fort was established.  Even though the Mississippi River is rising; there is no chance of Natchez flooding.  Natchez sits on a bluff approximately 150 to 200 feet above the Mississippi River.  But, because the Natchez Under-the-Hill is situated below the main city area; it could experience flooding as the river rises.
   

Many have traveled your deep, murky, uncertain waters

Bursting with remnants of the past and present

Your banks poised with promises of pleasure and danger

All hail, the alluringly mysterious, Mighty Mississippi

The Nile of the South; worthy of the utmost, respect…

Excerpt from The River

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet Celebrates Mother’s Day Birthday, May 8, 2011; Kick Start Visual Poetry Tours

Believe it, I was a Mother’s Day baby; born on a spring afternoon in Natchez, Mississippi.  Over the years, my birthday was lost in many a Mother’s Day remembrances and celebrations.  But, this year; I will celebrate my Mother’s Day birthday with elegant fanfare and reflection.  As I approach this momentous Mother’s Day birthday; I am appreciative of individuals who have positively influenced the aspects of my life and visual poetry.

This Mother’s Day birthday signifies the era of the Determined Visual Poet.  For, I believe the time has come to offer Americans an up close and personal view of a Visual Poets’ passionate expression of reality.  Therefore, plans are underway to schedule national tours of Reality, Per Se; An Exhibition of Visual Poetry.  In light of our current economic woes; the Visual Poetry Exhibition tours are intended to uplift and enlighten Americans.    

Visual Poet’s Thirty, 30 Days of National Poetry Month 2011; Momma, Mother’s Day Tribute Poem

President Obama & Poets at the White House

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; I honor my mother with my Mother’s Day Tribute poem, visual poetry Momma

Momma, I remember, you

Not one of us; your love, did we ever, doubt

You, most definitely set a sterling example

Of a mother, considerate and devout

Nobody, nobody was ever overlooked or went without

Not us kids, not daddy

No matter how much we would yell or pout

Not the woman who needed a coat

As she fled a husband's vicious shout

Not the homeless woman, looking for handouts

As she aimlessly wandered about

Not even, the man who escaped from a chain gang
Looking for food and a waterspout

Not one person in need

Did you ever, refuse to help out

With a personality such as yours

Disclosed in any given dossier

Momma, for you

There will be an eternal tribute on display

A tall, elegant, crystal vase

Filled with a gigantic, colorful, fragrant

Tea rose bouquet

For, you will always be a beautiful

Chic, classy, compassionate mother, I say

Momma, I remember you clearly

As if, it was yesterday...

Excerpt from Momma

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty, 30 Days of National Poetry Month 2011; The Daddy, Father’s Day Tribute Poem

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; I honor my father with my Father’s Day Tribute poem, visual poetry The Daddy

Daddy, your lessons were heartfelt

Meaningful and matter-of-fact

On each of our lives; you definitely, made, an impact

A strong belief in God; you often, did display

You constantly, encouraged us, all

To do, as the Bible, say

You said, abiding the law was the cornerstone

For a successful life, the best, way

The boys, you taught and groomed, to be real men

The girls, you instructed; “Develop a career; a trade, to tend”

You said; “For, yourselves; you must always, fend”

You said; “Upon a man; never, ever, solely, depend”

And, you said; “If abuse occurs; freedom is yours”

“And, your heart; you can mend”

Daddy, you set the tone

You were, the daddy and momma to the eight of us

Completely, on your own

Your cold remedies were strong, bitter

And, many groans, were sown

But, just the same

Your parental concern, was actually, shown

Daddy, you were the captain

And, the anchor, of our crew 

You may not have been the daddy

Who didn’t blunder, a time or two

But, you were the daddy, subject to error

An imperfect being; as we all, adhere to

You were simply, the daddy

Who did the best, you knew, to do

Daddy, we appreciate your efforts

And the difficulties

You, went through

For that, daddy,

We will always, we grateful to you

And, a vase of blue iris

Will eternally pay tribute 

To your faith, wisdom and valor

All, knew as true

Daddy, you will forever be

The daddy, none

Can ever, compare

Daddy, you were certainly

The daddy, who genuinely did, care...

Excerpt from The Daddy

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty, 30 Days of National Poetry Month 2011; Atlantic Slave Trade Poem

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; my poem, visual poetry Stolen Dignity honors all the souls snatched from Africa and sold into slavery, worldwide; via the Atlantic Slave Trade.

African drums

Fading, fading into the night 

Innocent souls, were snatched, outright

Souls were wickedly shackled and yoked

Darkening that freedom’s light

All were crammed into ships, close and tight

Bound for far, far lands; out of sight

My Lord, my Lord; why the plight

African drums

African soothing proud drums

Fading, fading into the night 

Recalling the stolen families

Recalling the vitality of dignity

Recalling might and insight

And, finally recalling the will

Recalling the will, to fight 

Excerpt from Stolen Dignity 

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty, 30 Days of National Poetry Month 2011; Poop Scoop Pledge Poem

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; my poem The Poop-Scoop Pledge encourages all pet owners to commit to preventing serious human health hazards by scooping the poop.                                                 

I promise as I walk here and there with my best pal

I will proudly carry a scooper to remove all residual

I will not allow my neighborhood duty to go awry

I promise to be readily observant as we stroll by

I will not harm others with the fecal bacteria group

So, when pal squats to drop piles of poop

I will quickly remove it with a clean swoop

'Cause, I actually care about the public safety, that's no doubt

Believe me; I am so ashamed that it took this long, to shout it out

From this day forward, I will use considerate, discipline

I promise, I'll be a responsible animal lover, thru thick and thin

And, I will encourage others to avoid, committing the same, poop sin

This solemn oath, I will never renege, dilly-dally nor hedge

For, today, I faithfully agree to the crucial, Poop-Scoop Pledge

Excerpt from The Poop-Scoop Pledge                                                 

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty, 30 Days of National Poetry Month 2011; Time Poem

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; I honor the wisdom of patience with my poem, visual poetry Time    

Tick- tock, tick- tock 

Listen to the clock 

A lie, it cannot tell 

Time, will reveal, it all

Revelation is destined to billow tall

Some overlook its power

While allowing fear to over shower

Tick- tock, tick- tock 

Listen to the clock… 

Excerpt from Time

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty, 30 Days of National Poetry Month 2011; Soul Food Poem

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; I honor the origins and joys of African American food with my poem, visual poetry Soul Food

Soul food is all in the attitude

Way back then; determination fueled survival

The creativity of enslaved souls was clearly at work

They transformed crude scraps and inexpensive cuts

All tossed to those, society deemed to exclude

Chitterlings, ham hocks, neck bones, Hoppin' John   

Bowls and bowls of slow cooked red beans

Black-eyed peas, mustard and collard greens 

Fat back seasoned cabbage and butter beans 

Pickled pigs feet, crispy fried cracklings

It’s all soul food; nourishment of bondage

And, later meals created because of poverty’s magnitude

Some were flambéed, flayed and brewed

Whether, food for a buffet marathon

Everyday meals or goings-on

They are always flavorsome, cultural bonbons

Excerpt from Soul Food

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty, 30 Days of National Poetry Month 2011; President Obama; Torchbearer of Change Poem

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; I honor President Barack Obama with my poem and visual poetry The Torchbearer of Change

In this moment; America celebrates President Barack Obama

President Obama; the torchbearer, innovator

The torchbearer ready to transform and restore

The torchbearer who is not afraid to have his say

The torchbearer who promises a much better way

The torchbearer who firmly maintains a stand

The torchbearer of, I Can

The torchbearer of, On Principles I Stand

The torchbearer of integrity

The torchbearer of liberty

The torchbearer of equality

The torchbearer in possession of the harmony key

The torchbearer with the bipartisanship and unity recipe

And, the torchbearer; keeper of America’s inferno, energy…

Excerpt from The Torchbearer of Change

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty, 30 Days of National Poetry Month 2011; Hollywood A-Listers Poem

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; I honor those who represent Hollywood with sophistication, versatility and grace with my poem, visual poetry Hooray for Hollywood, Unique A-Listers Outweigh

Believe it, there are those who won’t ever

Dare, tarnish Hollywood’s face

They clearly shine with versatility, sophistication and grace

They are actors with skills

Free of a need for connections or a special pedigree

They haven’t time for scandals or toying with the greedy paparazzi

They ooze with a whole lotta passion, talent and sensibility

Their only dramas are proudly played out on the big screen

With impressive, bold, thespian diplomacy 

And, if that Academy Award is presented

Then, that desirable fêted Oscar

Symbolizes excellent work and an endorsed reality 

Hooray for the real A-Listers, they are Hollywood’s mainstay

They set tone in the midst of Tinsel Town’s melee

They a group of classy celebrities from Hollywood to Broadway

They are restoring the mystique of the red carpet heyday

Hollywood, CA; it is now, most surely, a new day

All because of those unique A-listers who absolutely, outweigh

An Excerpt from Hooray for Hollywood, Unique A-Listers Outweigh

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty, 30 Days of National Poetry Month 2011; Easter Bunny Poems

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; I highlight my children’s poems, visual poetry of Easter bunny delight; The Easter Bunnies on Hip-Hop Hill and The Great Easter Egg Balloon Drop.  The poems focus on doing what is right and the world’s prettiest Easter bunnies with special skills.

Easter on Hip-Hop Hill is always such a wonderful thrill

Grass of every color grows next to four leaf clovers and the daffodil

On the morning of Easter Day, bunny rabbits hop out of their hideaway

They go about hiding eggs, while they sing, dance and play

They hop-bop and hop-bop from side to side

They do a ducky-wucky dip, turn and do a quick skipping stride

They bow, do a fancy-dancy little slide

They twirl and twirl and slowly ease into a riding glide

They jump into a slip-flip and softly land as they smile, all goggle-eyed

Then they proudly march about, showing their hip-hop, bunny pride

And, so, if on Easter Day you happen to visit Hip-Hop Hill

Get ready for the best bunny drill

There, you will be able to see bunny rabbits as they sing, dance and play

And, of course, you will find pretty eggs, along the way…

An Excerpt from The Easter Bunnies on Hip-Hop Hill

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Ah, the little village called Bunny Ville

That’s where the world’s best bunnies call home

Every year, days before Easter

The bunnies gather to practice to hop and prepare eggs

For, the great delivery to nearby towns on the hill

The top bunny calls out the drill

With a tout on his whistle and a loud shout

He says “Let’s see if you’re ready for the egg delivery route”

 

An Excerpt from The Great Easter Egg Balloon Drop

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty Days of National Poetry Month 2011; Negro Baseball League Poem

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; I honor the Negro League baseball players with poem and visual poetry Players of Valor, The Negro Baseball League

They were all cleverly competitive, outstanding leaders

Who blazed trails and painted history to tell

All were extremely versatile but received very little pay

Their amazing God given skills paved the way

Many impressive memories linger

The guards for shins and helmets for batting

Each uniquely created and proclaimed

The sounds of cheers, striking bats

Flying balls and sliding home, a little lame

They were players of the Negro Leagues

All dedicated to the sheer enjoyment of the game

They were appreciated, respected

And we are ever so glad, they came...

An Excerpt from Players of Valor, The Negro Baseball League

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty Days of National Poetry Month 2011; The Baby Boomers Creed Poem

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; I honor the numerous American Baby Boomers with my poem and visual poetry The Baby Boomers Creed

We are Baby Boomers, we are

We are the generation most creative and diverse, by far 

Brand new paths, we have set, all ablaze 

And, we have transformed each and every, life phase 

In elementary school we learned from Dick, Jane, Sally, Spot and Puff 

We entertained ourselves; we played rough and sometimes fell on our duff 

Hide-n-seek, ring around the roses

Red light, green light, sling shots and blind man's bluff 

And, toy makers provided us with a whole lotta, stuff 

The slinky, yo-yos, hula-hoops, spinnin', spinnin’ tops

And, marbles and jacks were way off, the cuff

Our music was hot, it has stood the test of time and still hangs tough

We sure did create over two decades of youth culture, positively enough

An Excerpt from The Baby Boomers Creed

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty Days of National Poetry Month 2011; Social Workers Poem

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; I honor Social Workers with my poem and visual poetry the Social Workers Creed.

We are Social Workers, all with an eclectic dossier

We are educated from many an accredited CSWE academy

We hail with the BSW, MSW or DSW degrees

And, stints of unique supervised fieldwork, has enhanced our abilities

We are licensed, certified or even registered; valid, prudent uniformity

Be it LCSW, LMSW or LBSW; the titles, we display, respectfully

We empower, helping people help themselves; we’ve got the right stuff

We possess dedication, determination and competency; minus the fluff

Sho’ ‘nuf, we are America’s empathetic angels; tuff enough

The NASW Code of Ethics, we staunchly adhere to and abide

Cause it encompasses values, principles and standards to guide

We celebrate March as National Professional Social Work Month, for sure

Yet, throughout the year, we practice what we preach, without forfeiture

We definitely make a difference, free of an air of flare

We are authentic and resolute, with lots of care

We claim it; we are judicious Social Workers, extraordinaire

Social Work heroes; worthy of a Bust on a Stand; forever, there...

An excerpt from Social Workers Creed

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty Days of National Poetry Month 2011; Deacons for Defense and Justice Poem

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; I honor the Deacons for Defense and Justice with my poem and visual poetry the Deacons for Defense and Justice; Civil Rights Warriors; Brothers, Badass Bold

Deacons for Defense and Justice

Firm objectors of bigoted oppression

Deacons for Defense and Justice

Legitimate advocates for integration

The almighty Deacons for Defense and Justice

Dependable defenders of truth

Deacons, fuh true; respect and appreciation for you is overdue

Your undying sacrifices and dedication justifies a listin' in the Who's Who

Deacons, I salute you with absolute, steadfast reverence, true-blue

For, your audacity permitted us a peaceful setting, in which to abide

Consequently, a bust on a stand exalts the DDJ

Deacons; gentlemen, forever, dignified…

An Excerpt from Deacons for Defense and Justice; Civil Rights Warriors; Brothers, Badass Bold

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty Days of National Poetry Month 2011; Recovery Road Poem

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; my poem, visual poetry Recovery Road encourages a drug-free lifestyle.

Where have you been, haven't you heard

Recovery is the word

Ecstasy, Cocaine, Alcohol, Pills, Fry

Weed, Syrup, Heroin or Crystal Meth's curd

They can never provide happiness inward nor outward

No amount of drugs, sadness, will they erase

And, not one problem will that hit gratify

But soon, health problems, they will most definitely, amplify

Kidney failure, cirrhosis, heart attacks, and strokes' reply

Or, finally an overdose that sets off death's untimely, lullaby

Denial must not be allowed to control and domineer

For, to sustain recovery

One must be determined, committed and sincere...

An Excerpt from

Recovery Road

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty Days of National Poetry Month 2011; A Perfect World Poem

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; I am asking everyone to consistently make efforts to show compassion and acceptance towards others.  My poem, visual poetry A Perfect World and visual poetry, the Lamp of Love was created as a result of noticing the manner in which some mistreat people they perceive as different.

I wish there were a world where hatred, prejudice had no place

I wish there were a world where inclusion was the rule, no matter the race

I wish there were a world, free of evil and wrong

A world, where everybody got along

A world, where we lived in harmony, for our lifelong

Let us light and maintain the Lamp of Love, eternally

For, on this planet, there will always be so many different beliefs, nationalities

Still, we can make it a perfect world, if we only stand together, peacefully…

An excerpt from A Perfect World

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

Visual Poet’s Thirty Days of National Poetry Month 2011, Poems Honor Mothers, Fathers

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; I honor mothers and fathers who have and continue to make sacrifices for their children.  My poetry, visual poems; Daddy and Mother, A Lady, So Uniquely Rare recognize the special skills loving parents display that make a lasting impact on children.

“Mother, never, will she ever, compare

A mother is surely, a lady full of divine strength and patience”…

Excerpt from Mother, A Lady, So Uniquely Rare

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

“All men will be measured by you

You, standing tall and handsome, as you do

You setting standards, good bad or new”…

Excerpt from Daddy

Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet

 

Visual Poet’s Thirty, 30 Days of National Poetry Month 2011; Inspired Creativity

On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; I honor those individuals who have inspired my creativity.  Over the years, numerous people have inspired my poems, visual poetry.  The list includes James H. Young, Sr., Theron Payne Young, Former President Bill Clinton, United States military service members, Rhythm Night Club victims, Dr. James H. Young, Jr, Dr. Devell Young, Dan Faulkner, Baby Boomers, bona fide Social Workers, the Young and the Restless, Hollywood A-Listers, Bernie Mac, Sam Cooke, and many others.    

Visual Poet Honors A Black History Legend; Command Sergeant Major Vivian Bright (retired)

This Black History Month 2011; Command Sergeant Major Vivian Bright (retired) is recognized as one of  the many military, baby boomer and African American legends.  CSM Bright proudly served in the United States Army for 27 years.  Command Sergeant Major Vivian Bright (retired) was the first African American female Master Sergeant, 1st Sergeant and Command Sergeant Major in the United States Army Reserve 75th MAC; Maneuver Area Command.  CSM Bright, along with other service members; played a vital part in the 2003 Operation Iraqi Freedom Campaign.  CSM Bright is also the oldest of the Natchez Eight Baby Boomer Siblings.  Just as all of the Natchez Eight Baby Boomer Siblings; CSM Bright has consistently and effectively tackled all of life’s’ challenges with rare confidence.  CSM Bright is indeed one of the many extraordinary military service members who deserve recognition and the utmost appreciation.

Visual Poet Honors Dr. James H. Young Jr.; American Heart Month, Heart Healthy Chef

American Heart Month reminds us that cardiovascular diseases are America’s No. 1 killer.  Dr. James H. Young, Jr. is taking a stand and making a difference.  Dr. Young is a cardiologist, one of the Natchez Eight Baby Boomer Siblings who consistently educates his patients to prevent and combat heart disease.  During the last several years, Dr. Young has developed a passion for creating heart healthy cuisine.  Dr. Young certainly has the recipe for anyone who is interested in living a healthier, heart healthy, lifestyle.  If you ask me, the cardiologist Dr. James H. Young, Jr. is the best person to talk about heart healthy cooking.  For, Dr. Young is the doctor with a heart and is committed to improve and protect the hearts of all his patients.