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Ken Peterson, President Alameda Island Poets
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On Jack London 131 Birthday 3rd & Brannan SF, CA

7/30/09 
Alameda Island Poets Chapter.
Dear Members and friends.

We will meet Wednesday October 7th at Borders Bookstore at the Alameda Towne Center (South Shore) upstairs next to the coffee shop.

Workshop will start at 6:30 with the regular readings at 7 or 7:15.
John Rowe BAPC President will be the featured reader.

Go TEAM !
Dear Members and friends.

It is time to start collecting dues for the 2010 year and to plan how to deal with the paper work and processing.

I have the basic paper work and fee schedule.

The Dues are
Member renewal or new            $20.00
Spouse                              10.00

Youth under 21 years                3.00 

Add $5.00 for Updrafts in hard copy by U.S. Postal Service.

There is an unresolved question about whether domestic partners qualify for spouse rates.
Personally I would assume so. Otherwise would seem to be against public policy in California.
If it comes up I suggest the spouse rule be followed and I will send it in as domestic partner.
The State can complain if that is incorrect.

You can send your renewals to me

Ken Peterson
1529 Sixth Street
Alameda, CA 94501-3337.
 
or Mary Rudge
532 Haight Street,
Alameda. CA 94501

Why a Chapter?

Over the years some people have said, Why have a chapter?

I have heard these answers

1.) As a not for profit organization we can use facilities not otherwise available to poetry groups and events..

2.) We can go to the State Convention and meet members from other chapters..

3.) We can enter the yearly State contest without having to pay poem fees.

Those are all I can remember. Which seem pretty weak. After all, anyone, member or not, can go to the State convention and it doesn�t cost much to enter the contests�.

It seems a shame to have so little to say, to have in mind..

Especially as there are more reasons than those, and some are very good reasons.

There is the social aspects of people getting together about shared interests and in a shared purpose. The sharing, community interest in itself adds to the support of each member and helps in the development of their knowledge, skills and recognition. 

There are different types of activities commonly associated with poetry.

Poetry readings, contests, exhibitions, participation in civic activities, education, workshops and special projects are some.

Of course, these can be and are done regularly by people not associated with any chapter or club. They can be done as an aside by groups not particularly devoted to poetry. They are often done very well.

The special thing about a club is that it can do any and all of these things as part of its ordinary and central purpose.

They can be done as activities or the group which is different than individuals personally conducting readings or workshops or performances.

There is value in doing things as a group in contrast to doing things as individuals or specialized small groups or as adjuncts to organizations devoted to some other general purpose than poetry.                                         

Some projects can achieved by a Chapter more easily than by individuals.

Working in a group encourages and supports the members in their own development.

These are some reasons for having a local club or chapter such as the Alameda Island Poets Chapter.


Do you have others? 
                 
What about projects?

Awhile ago at a chapter meeting some of us were talking about what the chapter might do.

I thought about that and wrote up a bunch of activities which have been done in the past and which have been suggested for now or the future. Some I added.

What they were actually was not the point of my comments. I wasn�t actually suggesting that we do any of them. What I was suggesting was that we think about projects in a different way from usual.

In considering projects it might be well to ask

1.) What is the purpose?
2.) What could be the benefit?
3.) What is needed for it work?
4.) Can we do or get what is required?
5.) What do we have to do?
6.) Can we do that?
7.) What do others have to do?
8.) Will they do it?
9.) Even if we can do it all, will it be worthwhile?

In considering whether it is worthwhile, these are some questions

Is it for our own enjoyment?
Is it for our own benefit?
Is it for the benefit of others?
For a special group?
For the community at large?

The purposes such as those should influence the decisions about nature and value to be obtained.

Such questions might focus our thinking and help us understand why (or why not) to do a particular thing, and how to go about it.

And that might bring together our interest and efforts so the thing works.

Regarding the membership in the State Organization

There are advantages in belonging to the State organization and in meeting other members, belonging as a member. There are many very nice people, warm and welcoming, supportive and who are good knowledgeable poets. It is great to get together with these fine people. It is fun.

And it helps the development of the poet.

There may be other advantages to belonging to the State organization in addition to belonging to an official not for profit organization with what ever legitimacy that might offer.



Mary Rudge writes
Our Chaparral President Frith writes
"Chaparral is, first, last, and always, people, people--people of talents, visions, and hopes for the future. We are here today as an expression of all those things. I have a belief, one that I feel is widely shared, in the guiding purposes of this organization. I think back to some of the people ...with their examples of dedication to poetry, to the beneficial potential of the collective involvement that Chaparral offers. ... I have learned the background, the stories, of how Chaparral has weathered difficult times, of the extraordinary efforts sometimes required, how Chaparral grew and prospered. I further believe that much of that accomplishment was made possible by a continuing focus on the central and announced purposes of Chaparral. I believe that we need to pay homage, to honor that history, that tradition, to take advantage whenever we can of the lessons learned and those yet to be learned.
By being focused, being true to our primary mission as outlined in our bylaws, we will be within a framework that will honor that tradition, that will serve us well as we deal with the challenging times ahead. ... I believe we have the human resources necessary if we pull together for our common purposes."
Here are my comments (Mary Rudge) to add to what Laverne Frith said:
Some people want the newsletter, the roster, the statewide connection, knowing who poets in other cities are --- when going to another city there is a contact to ask what is happening with poetry there, a reading I can attend --- getting acquainted means sometimes being asked to be a featured reader in another city. some chapters have anthologies and workshop contests which other poets even in other chapters can often enter. Some chapters have joint events. At annual conventions you can show and sell your books, attend workshops, make new friends and connections in poetry. In promoting poetry the group effort is to encourage a JR/SR Highschool contest and award students, the by-laws call for a children's Poetry Faire annually (if there is a chairperson for it).
Members of CFCP Inc have a shelf in the State Library for their historical papers and books to be preserved as CFCP Inc members.
The CFCP Inc has in the past given input to who will be state Poet Laureate, can recommend with power of multiple people who vote, they have lobbied for an Ina Coolbrith stamp, they have been also partly responsible for petitioning for the state Poet Laureate to have two year terms instead of a life term (which legislation was created and passed) enabling more poets to have this honor and for the position to be diversified.
If a person wants to have a voice for poetry in the state a group effort is always good to have. A group often gets more respect and attention than an individual so this makes poetry more visible and accessible. The newsletters are often educational as is the website.
I am not sure what other benefits I can think of but doubtless there are others, especially for people who go to the conventions enter the contests and get published if a winner in the group's publications of their poetry contest winners.
The members are often asked to be readers and judges at conventions and/or to present workshops if they want to let it known they are available for these activities.
Chapter benefits also are determined by what a chapter decides to do. Publish anthologies, conduct workshops, hold readings, etc depending on the interests and energies of the local leaders and members. A poet alone cannot do as much as with a support team and a group of people who know and appreciate each other and regularly meet to share information.
An organization is usually more visible civically than an individual and gets news announcements of their events and invitations more than a poet alone.
I don't know if anyone who is a member wants to add to this compilation of information about why the organization exists and why there are chapters throughout the state
I have always appreciated being part of a poetry community and have belonged to more than one poetry organization --- I have personally appreciated being a part of the statewide organization CFCP Inc and having a local group of poets.
I benefit from our reading series, workshops and interaction. I really love seeing poets regularly in a group and having poet friends in this way. It takes energy to create or keep a group together of course, and so, Of course, locally poets could decide differently at any time, if they want to be a part of a group and keep a chapter going. I hope poets in Alameda Island Chapter will continue to stay together and continue being a chapter. This is my feeling, and opinion.for poetry always,
Mary Rudge

Ken continues
For me, the main suggestion in Laverne Friths Presidental talk was the development of a brochure which tells about Chaparall Poets.

I would like to some statements which are easily, clearly and correctly understandable, which reflect the realities of the organization, and which would be meaningful to the existing members and especially to prospective members.

I get nervous about saying that we do things which we really don�t do very much or very well.
I am bothered about talking about accomplishments of the past when nothing like those are being done now.

I would like to see statements which are realistic and which clearly explain the organization and tells people why they should belong.

I would also like to see some effort and progress made on some of those historic or by-law required activities which have become only weakly observed.

I would also like to have some means of referencing the State Organization and the local chapters more easily that California Federation of Chaparral Poets, Inc. and Alameda Island Poets Chapter of ......

The names have to be easy to use, catchy and evocative

For us, AIPS (e.g. �In Alameda, we are �AIPS�, not �Apes��.).

�Poet Chaps� might be a start for the State. (e.g. I am a member of the Poet Chaps.)

Ken Peterson
 
 
 
Thoughts about officers for the coming year.

I propose we get nominations in by the 2nd Wednesday of October and the member return votes by the end of October.

That way we can have new officers by the business meeting of November.

The officers include

President,               Current         Ken Peterson *

1st Vice-President      Current         Cathy Dana

2nd Vice-President       Current         Nanette Deetz

Secretary                Current         Mary Loughran

Treasurer                Current         vacant

* Ken Peterson will not be a candidate or an officer.

Thank you

Ken Peterson

Nanette Deetz, Charlie Lopez Sr., Ken Peterson, Mary Rudge

Nanette Bradley Deetz
 
CROW DANCE
 
Black crow sitting under a pine tree,
white clouds against an azure sky.
Lazy wind whispers her secrets
as crow listens
from the edges of the world.
 
We watch each other from different galaxies;
circles, intersecting circles,
as the waters of Alameda Bay
flow around us.
 
Crow begins his dance
as squirrel appears from behind the pine tree.
Butterfly and dragonfly watch
as our galaxies intersect
for one moment,
under a pine tree by the bay;
dancing,
at the edge of the world.

Lourdes Costales & Amy Estrada
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Lourdes Costales, Amy @ Frank Bette Center & mom

 
Poem by Lourdes Costales:
 
My Refuge
 
Nature - with its clean and simple lines
The sun fading into the horizon
The play of light and dark shadows of a mountain
The landscape at a distance is like
An Ansel Adams black and white photograph.
 
Trees baring their branches
Birds flying in the moonlight
Sailboats gliding in the calm water.
 
Whenever I need to refocus
and want to gain perspective
I come back to Crab cove to remind me of
Nature's Simplicity.
 
 
Poem by Amy Estrada
(from her book of poems  Ipagpatawad Nino Kami (Pardon Us),
Poems for the Philippines)
 
NENE

We will have a party for Nene.
Nene, "kaligayahan sa  iyong kaarawan"
(happiness on your birthday).
We have only red rice  –
her schoolmates, at home,
eat salads and sweets,
even cakes, everyday!                                                                                                                 "Ipagpatawad ninyo kami sa aming kahirapan"
(pardon us for our poverty),
but we will have red rice with coconut milk,
and let little girls play, pick-up-sticks and pretend.
                                                                                                                                                   It is too small a house for the dancing
and a radio is a precious thing.
ipagpatawad ninyo kami sa aming kahirapan.
 
(pardon us for our poverty)
but all will sing
"kaligayahan sa iyong kaarawan"
(happiness on your birthday)
Nene, eleven years old.
 

BIO;
Amy (Filomena) Bernardo Estrada, born and raised in Manila, in the Philippines, studied and  received  degree from San Francisco State   She co-wrote a book of poems  Ipagpatawad Nino Kami (Pardon Us), Poems for the Philippines with Mary Rudge, and is published in Alameda Poets anthologies, in The Human Face of Love; Light, Dark Wind and Moon; and in Western Arrow 1998, among other publications. She has been a panelist at a World Congress of Poets in English and Spanish, at the California Federation of Chaparral Poets, Inc., convention, on Glenda Bargera's The Star Rover TV show, and has read her poetry at numerous events. Some of her poems are written for and dedicated to children she has adopted in the Philippines. Amy is active with civic, religious and cultural Pilipino community events.
 
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Poem by Angela  Chung Reiss                                                                                                           (pub in Alameda Island Theme Poem anthology)
 
 
BIO:
Angela Reiss is from Korea, a member of the Korean Writers Association, San Francisco Korean Literary Association, Korean Expatriate Literature. She has written articles for bilingual publications, has been a featured reader at poetry events including the Califonria Federation of Chaparral Poets, Inc., state Convention, she  has been a panelist, speaking on translation of poetry, Korean and English. In 2005 she was a  featured poet at a World Congress of Poets in Beijing and Tianan, in China, as a guest of the government.     Angela has also been featured on Glenda Barbera's "The Star Rover" Television show.     
 
Peaceful place, Alameda
 
A little island Alameda is
The corner of the bay
Twilight is passion on a shining
Place on the village.
In the early evening a large group of mallards
Calmly sit down with their families
On the golden turf
Over the sea shore
A boat is waiting for the sunshine
At noon,
When the sea is burning from the sun
The wind calls to the boat people
And brings them to the ocean.
But I know the central street,
A roadside tree,
Year and year a hundred years
An ancestor spirit of soul
A blood vessel tree
Deep green of a leaf, open to the sun
Embrace all of island people
Oh!  Yes.
It sounds like Alameda is
A restful,
And peaceful place.
 
 
 
POEM BY CHRISTINA GRAPPO
 
 

WEST END 2 WEST TOWER, ALAMEDA
 
WEST END BRANCH, ALAMEDA
SOUTH SHORE MALL, ALAMEDA
PARK STREET SHOPPING, ALAMEDA
WEBSTER STREET DISCOUNTS, ALAMEDA
NAVAL YARD RUINS, ALAMEDA
ALAMEDA MUSEUM, ALAMEDA
CRAB COVE MUSEUM, ALAMEDA
NEPTUNE BEACH, ALAMEDA
PARK STREET BRIDGE, ALAMEDA
PARK STREET BRIDE, ALAMEDA
FRUITVALE BRIDGE, ALAMEDA
FRUITVALE BRIDE, ALAMEDA
HIGH STREET BRIDGE, ALAMEDA
HIGH STREET BRIDE, ALAMEDA
POSEY TUBE, ALAMEDA
POSSE POSER, ALAMEDA
BAYFARM ISLAND, ALAMEDA
FLATLAND PLAINS, ALAMEDA
ISLAND PARADISE, ALAMEDA
PAIR ‘0' DICE, ALAMEDA
ALAMEDA HOTEL, ALAMEDA
ALAMEDA MOTEL, ALAMEDA
FIRESIDE LOUNGE, ALAMEDA
BEACHSIDE LOUNGERS, ALAMEDA
LINCOLN PARK, ALAMEDA
FRANKLIN PARK, ALAMEDA
BEACH COMBERS, ALAMEDA
BEACH CRUISERS, ALAMEDA
BICYCLE PATHS, ALAMEDA
BASKETBALL COURTS, ALAMEDA
THE PERIMETER, ALAMEDA
WEST TOWER, ALAMEDA
 

POEMS BY CATHY DANA AND MANY OF THE OTHER POETS ON THIS WEBSITE AS WELL AS OTHER POETS MAY BE FOUND IN THE NEW ANTHOLOGY: Alameda Theme Poems, 2004, 2005, 2006. The first book of its kind in Alameda about Alameda. An Historic addition to your collection. Buy it in Alameda at Wilmot's Book Store, The Frank Bette Art Center, or contact this website or maryrudgepoet@yahoo.com.


Excerpt from a Poem by Cathy Dana:


Conversations with the Sea

Part I. The Place

I notice the place
Where wet sand meets dry
The line curving and
Uneven, a soft shadow
Of hills and valleys, dry sand
Licked by a curious tongue.
Sand embraces, arms open wide,
Greeting these waters, welcoming the waters
Never rejecting
Never too busy
Never closed for the day.
Licked sand smooth and glistening,
Sculpted but not tamed by the watersı touch.
The uneven waterline meanders
Graceful in its lack of discipline
Sometimes a distinct line
Sometimes the dark wet fades imperceptibly
Into the light dry.

Part II. The Gifts

The sea, for its part, brings little gifts
To amuse the sand; pebbles, driftwood,
Broken shells, seaweed; deposits them,
Then leaves them for a time.
Great mounds of seaweed hug the sand,
Resting after a long, liquid voyage
Waiting till the tide sweeps in and
Calls them home again, back
To the undulating underwater world.
The seaweed, pungent and steeped
In by-gone eras, memories of
First life, birth of life, the briny Origins of life,
Is now only great mounds of
Sea debris, heaped carelessly
On wet sand. I step around this debris
Deliberately. I turn to lovelier vistas,
Lapping waters shimmering beneath distant hills and
Big sky, then catch myself knee-deep in a skulking,
Invisible prejudice. Sea ³debris² I
So quickly name it---
And find myself guilty of
Dismissal without observation, perhaps
The one true sin
Against life, against God.

Part III. The Space
I look sandward once more,
Look closer, more space in my breath now
The mounds are angelıs hair, seabraids,
Twisted like French knots
Mounds with long tails
Or tentacles. Angelıs hair
Green, maroon, pink, golden, tangerine,
Purplish brown---a sea rainbow
Festooned with green streamers of
Wakame. Itıs that ³beauty in the eye
Of the beholder² thing; just
So breathtakingly true.
I smile at the seaweed
And nod to prejudice, stalking me still.
I find new space in my breath
For my prejudice. Recognized, it
Becomes transparent and docile.
I turn again to the great
Mounds with tails.
How would I look upon them
Were I the proud mother of
These fine seaweeds?
Would I take time to know
Their every nuance? Would I see beauty
No one else could possibly
See? Would I ache For my seaweed child,
An ache raw, unbidden, and
Clasped fiercely to my heart?

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Cathy Dana, M.S., CHT, CMT, is a firewalking hypnotherapist with a black belt in aikido.

One of only 16 Certified Conscious Embodiment instructors, she has trained with founder Wendy Palmer for over 20 years. With a master's degree in counseling, Cathy has spent the last 25 years practicing and teaching a combination of bodywork and hypnotherapy, specializing in healing trauma.

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Carrie Clinton
 
THE PEACE BAKERY
 
Peace slices generously like a birthday cake
Smells warm like baking cinnamon
Glistens like royal icing
Squeezes like light pink roses
Shines bright yellow and lemony
Celebrates like shiny silver sprinkles
Parades like candles
Satisfies like brownie dark and rich
Refreshes like an ice cold glass of milk
 
After the bakery burned down
Deadly sweet fumes of crisp sugar
Sharply sliver your tongue
As they hover, as smoke does,
Against the unyielding walls
To ashes and soot the once shiny roses
Blister and peel the shiny metal sprinkle
Candles too weary and wickless to stand
Unrecognizable, the albino brownies
Crumble and sog in the reckless spills
Of lukewarm soda

The New "Gal" in Town by Valerie Broadbent

It was 1999 when I found this special place with tree lined streets and Victorians of grace.

I'd never seen so many: each a treasure with stained glass windows for everyone's pleasure.

Alameda won me over, and I knew I'd stay in this charming island city by the bay.

As soon as I was settled and had more time to explore I became enchanted, as I uncovered more.

My curiosity grew about Alameda's history but our local museum helped solve the mystery.

Its old photos enlightened me greatly when historians showed homes standing stately.

Some were built a hundred years ago or more, and they held the keys which unlocked the door

Revealing interiors of quality construction lovingly restored and saved from destruction.

Enjoying these homes by the bay

is just one of the reasons I plan to stay.

BIO;
PETER LIM
.Peter Lim is a published poet who has enjoyed a long and storied career of writing, though just in his early ‘20's and a student at San Francisco State.      He freelances in his field.  His genre of poetry is "Spoken Word Poetry."  He is  the lyricist for his electronic pop band, Tensegrity Nine and he is also a lead singer extraordinaire. and says he  is available for hire "to perform or write beautiful prose or poetry for your next baby shower, wedding, square dancing event, poetry slam, bar/bat-mitzvah, or on any special theme; nothing will prove too difficult, too outrageous or too far out".  Contact him at
CYBERLIMa@aol.com.  Tensegrity Nine  is an Oakland/Alameda-based Electronic Pop music duo formed in late 2003 and featuring Matt Payne and Peter Lim on a variety of electronic and acoustic instruments. Tensegrity Nine fuses elements of Folk, Rap, J-Pop, Progressive House, and Hyphy to create a distinctly out-of-this-world musical atmosphere. Tensegrity Nine's live performance is a seamless, high-energy affair featuring passionate vocals, musical solos on strange instruments, quirky humor, and choreographed dancing. In essence, it is the musical nerd-rock, electro-pop equivalent of John Mayer, anticon, Yanni, and Bone Thugs-n-Harmony, thrown into a pot of steaming lava, mixed together with an electric egg beater.
. For more information check websites:
www.tensegritynine.com
www.myspace.com/ptlt9

SEASONS by Mary Rudge
 
Season cycling, cycles spinning
we bring
Interior circles, inner dream
moved by sun-spin, moon-cusp, Saturn,
shaped by our mother's mother's gene
to child of thunder, light, or darkness,
we who are never as we seem,
we who spend a life time learning
who we are and what we mean
are measuring the seasons turning
cycles ending, and beginning..
 
 

Bio:
Mary Rudge speaks internationally at universities, schools, cultural events, and libraries, on five continents on teaching peace skills and Poetry as a Healing Art. She was awarded Honorary Doctorates in Greece, Taiwan, New York, nominated for a Nobel Peace Prize for her literary work, named Princess of Poetry in Italy, crowned in ceremony at the City Hall Rotunda, San Francisco as an international Poet Laureate. She has been the Poet Laureate for the City of Alameda since 2002. Newspapers have called her a global catalyst and one of the Bay Area's most charismatic poets. Her books include "Water Planet" (Leopold Senghor wrote the preface),  "Hungary, Austria and Other Passions", "Poems for Ireland" "Beat, She Can't be Beat", and a Beatzine publication: "When The Rapture Comes." She co-edited "Poets and Peace International" for ten years which went to numerous countries with poems in seven languages, "State of Peace: The Women Speak," "Poems from Street Spirit" (on homelessness and other social issues), "The Human Face of Love" on Mental Health issues, and most recently edited three volumes of peace poems by local poets  "Farewell to Armaments", "Flaunt Peace in the Face of War" and "For You World Peace IMAGINE."

The Least Tern's Turn
On The Edge of Extinction
On the Mothballed Runway
Of the Alameda Naval Air Station
Sunday, March 28, 2004
               by AM Fonda
 
There are migrating stars in opaque night skies,
That today to date, elude trained eyes,
These jaded Suns call galaxies home
As we search the heavens, thinking we're alone
Our awareness develops as we learn
To preserve nesting grounds for our friend Least Tern.
 
Such slender, graceful acrobat,
Sea swallow feasts on anchovies, or fresh crab, cracked
Shorebird, avid fisherman
Will nest on hospitable sand
Or pebbles, concrete or cement,
Whatever grounds Earth won't charge rent
A plot of land, a refuge so
Flocks of Least Terns may come and go.
 
If we ever locate the center of the Universe
And discover an endangered species arrived there first
Where we are now could be better or worst
Depending on our propensity to learn
On a mothballed runway where, rests, nests Least Tern
.
 
AM Fonda's poem, published in the Alameda Island Theme Poem Anthology,
Audubon Society Newsletter,  read in ceremony at the
Least Tern Sanctuary, Alameda Point March 28, 2004
 
Claire J. Baker has been active in Alameda poetry for years -- in past few years as a member of Alameda Island Chapter of California Federation of Chaparral Poets...Claire credits poetry as having helped her save her sanity when she returned to her birth state as a 20-year-old and began life on her own . Even then, Chaparral Poets served as a comforting anchor.
 
Claire has eight chapbooks and over 2300 published poems to date (newspapers, journals, anthologies, her Unitarian Universalist monthly church bulletin), among many others over the years.
She is now a proud senior living 10 miles north of Berkeley, her birthplace.
 
Local and national awards number over 400 to date: Artists Embassy Intl; Street Spirit, Poetalk, Writer's Digest, Coolbrith Circle, and the Poets Dinner, to name a few. She won two Triton medallions and the Grand Prize at Poets' Dinner, 1984, as well as two Grand Prize performances with Artists Embassy Intl.
 
Ms. Baker is proud to have promoted Poetry Landmarks (a tree, sun dial, bench, plaque) in Northern California. She is still active in the exciting poetry world where she has served as judge, editor and contest chair.  She is an avid reader, lover of animals, proud Unitarian-Universalist,  presently living in Senior apartments in quiet, semi-rural Pinole, CA
 
Claire has been happy to be a poet and a member of the Alameda Island Chapter of CFCP. 
 
July 26, 2007
 
DOUBLE HELIX
 
Within the spirals of life's rousing ride
we carry DNA and spirit prints,
flickering drama, foibles, freedoms, talents
through every primal and transcendent fire.
Attempting to master loop-the-loops, we lean
to milder turns, away from jarring dips,
gratified each time we compromise,
cast sun on polar views and clear the fog,
practice stellar acts reflecting love.
 
When joy bear-hugs and we hug warmly back,
we sip the tasty tea of miracles,
believe that we will thrive on earth forever...
Yet somewhere on the journey, planets which
have circled, marked our birth, will tumble free;
the helix starts to memorize our glow,
our brief or extended melody. When we
can cling no longer, the spiral gives us wings
for soaring on.  We rise, become the sky.
 
(c) Claire J. Baker
Dancing Poetry Festival, 2005 Grand Prize Winner

Helen Montminy
 
SOFT WINDS
 
Alameda is
where soft winds blow friendship
into our lives and hearts forever

Janet Ann Collins
 
ALAMEDA
 
We've got fascinating history and
....a cool delightful view,
A cozy small town atmosphere
....with urban access, too
 
But it's not just the location;
....those realtors are wrong.
And it isn't our great weather that makes
....this place worth a song.
 
Sure it's nice to live
....where we can see the Golden Gate.
But, really,
....it's the people that make Alameda great.
 

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Two views of George Simmons

George E Simmons
 
I Always Come Back
 
I always come back to Alameda
I was but a youth when I first left
The people the shops the atmosphere
just thinking back I feel bereft
The friends made then, still lasting
and the memories we made
I often regret ever leaving
but those friendships never fade
My childhood was happy then
Spending time at the beach
or riding bikes, or days at school
and the rules they tried to teach
But I always come back to Alameda
for a visit or just a day
And each time I return, I'm reminded
that I'm sorry I once moved away.
 
 

two short poems from Light Blooms by
Michael Thomas Kelly
 
        Oh, Laura
She feels the pain in her beak
as this bird from paradise pecks
at the shell from the inside to break
into the next universe.
 
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the old neighborhoods
 
      i like the old neighborhoods best
where it takes at least six people
to change a tire  -- two matriarchs
to supervise and advise the married
to console the unwedded
two patriarchs to prattle about
how it was in the good old days
and how it could've been if they'd of
been the boss back then
and one big strapping macho
buck to break the rust on  the lug nuts
and a youngster, eager and almost able
to do the rest of the work and sweat
but what i like best is the loud music
it's always tops with me.
 
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Strength 8 by Tanya Joyce
 
Tail of a cobra,
Body of him  and her,
Necklace of roses,
Red fur.
Guess who I am.
In all my poses
Sitting, standing,
Running, roaring,
Asleep, I am
Deep inside you.
 
from anthology Tarot  Haiku
 
The book features Poetry by members of the
Thursday Night Tarot, started in the 1950's,  one of San Francisco's longest lasting discussion groups.
 
The book is dedicated to  the late Anna Ruth Kipping, with her photo on the dedication page receiving a First Place Award at the Alameda Short Poem and Haiku Contest Celebration in Alameda in 2002.
 
Tanya Joyce's Poem in the Alameda Island Theme Anthology titled Webster Street Stitching won her the title of Poet Laureate of Stitchery. She also composed several Haiku and other poems in the Alameda Theme Poems Anthology

FOUR TEATROS HATH THE NAME OF ALAMEDA

 

Four theaters in Alameda were named Alameda.

Not many cities can claim something like that.

Yet though the names of all four were the very same,

Each could easily be told part from the other.

 

The first was a storefront in a most unlikely place,

A red Masonic Temple on a corner of Park Street.

A long time ago that first one was but that lair still abounds

Yesterday was super flicks, today is a Supercuts.

 

The second had an architect named Albert Cornelius,

Was on Santa Clara just off of Park Street.

Had a name change to Rialto but was close soon after.

Best known later on as bowl alley, now it’s bank.

 

The third, largest and best-known of all

Was on Central Ave just off of Park Street.

From Timothy Pfluger like Castro and Paramount,

Became rink now gym and awaits a comeback.

 

The fourth was drive-in, not off of Park Street

But an outdoor cinema just out of the tube,

Across the drive from its neighbor named Island.

Now is gone and replaced by a college (kind-of) named

 

Alameda.

 

Four teatros hath the name Alameda in Alameda.

One is true landmark, so should the other three.

The names were the same but the venues were not.

But all were once main sources of entertainment

 

In

 

Alameda.

                                                           

İ 2006 Garrett Murphy

www.GarrettMurphywriter.org

Mary Loughran
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Mary Loughran

 

Zoo Story

 

She laughed when she saw the flamingoes’

brilliant salmon in the sunlight, a dozen

perched on one stalk leg creating their own

reedy vertical bed in that open grassy space

they slept in at the zoo.

 

Too young, to appreciate the uniqueness

of their necks wrapped around their feathered

bodies like a stole nonchalantly tossed,

I watched her enthusiasm through the lens

of childhood, feeling slightly lost.

 

Seeing wonder all around me, since every sight

was new, and from that place where wonder lived,

her delight, in my sight, grew into a strange,

unnatural thing I had not seen before

in this mommy that I knew.

 

Unnatural the zoo where tigers pace

round and round their outdoor cage,

and panthers pace indoors the same,

where apes toss oranges peels and apple cores

and sometimes heads of lettuce, where lions

spray and llamas spit and emus peck at

children’s hats and sometimes bit off buttons,

where mothers laugh, cajole and kid.

 

We saw the elephants that day inside

their own enclosure while mother

talked with shining eyes to the man

who looked no older. We saw those elephants

quite up close that day, heard stories

of love and comfort between them.

We saw a mouse among their dung,  

worried for its freedom. But most of all

I saw that day my mother as a woman,

and wondered why her cage was home,

and why the zoo was freedom.