Issue #55 - moni's top 10 E-ZINE
(The Poets Niche Official Newsletter)
Thursday, February 24, 2000


        "If a man hasn't discovered something that he would
               die for, he isn't fit to live."

              Martin Luther King Jr., (1929-1968),
                Speech in Detroit, June 23, 1963





1)  BIRTHDAY WISHES -- Okay, I forgot to wish our Aquarian Brothers and 
Sisters born between January 20th through February 18th, HAPPY
BIRTHDAY!!!  [My apologies to Angela Jones-Carr who celebrated her 30th
birthday on January 24th.  After we talked, she forgave me because I told
her where the FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH was located].  Everyone should have an
Aquarian friend because they're inventive thinkers, quick-witted and true
humanitarians.  Please join me (along with THE FIFTH DIMENSION SINGING IN

To our Pisces Brothers and Sisters born between February 19th through
March 20th [such as Mr. Pisces himself -- WALT GOODRIDGE -- who
celebrates his ??th year of life (I promised to keep that a secret) 
HAPPY BIRTHDAY and MANY, MANY MORE!!!  Walt, I know your lessons in
success turned your passion into profit.

For those of you with an extra lung to help blow out the candles for another 
Pisces -- Saleem Abdal-Klaaliq -- celebrating his OVER DA HILL &THRU DA 
WOODS 50TH BIRTHDAY on March 11th (it's okay, I'm sure he's expecting me to 
sell him out), please email your condolences to Saleem at 
(moni/iwillneverforgiveyou@&i', or ship an 
extra lung to him at: Mr. Old Man, 50 &Still Looking Good Lane, Thank You 
Jesus, USA!!!



2)  FROM THE QUEEN'S THRONE (Issue #7 -- Motivational Insight from Shenita 
Vanish) -- It's been awhile since the QUEEN touched our hearts with her 
words of wisdom.  Well...ALL HAIL TO THE QUEEN!

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           How Much Do I Want You to Really Know Me? (c)

Communication: we all think that it is important.  Oftentimes, we can easily 
identify when we are having a "communication problem."  I've sometimes 
blamed my mate for his "inability or unwillingness" to share himself with 
me.  But how often have I been willing to share myself with him?

In the past, when I met a Brother that I was interested in, I would "put my 
best foot forward."  I'd tell him the things that I thought that he should 
know; the things that would make me seem more desirable.  I wouldn't tell 
him too much about my accomplishments; for fear that he might feel 
intimidated by my successes.  I wouldn't tell him too much about my 
failures; for fear that he might view me as foolish and unworthy of his 
affection.  It was like a job interview and I often felt that I was never 
really being considered for what I had to offer but I was being "sized up" 
based on what the applicant pool had to offer.

I remember days when I wallowed in my own self-pity and often judged myself. 
  I found that I would continually ask myself, a thousand times, "How could 
I have been so stupid?  Why did I do this?  Why didn't I do that?  What will 
people say if they found out?"  I now realize that I was building a cage and 
dying slowly by my own isolation.

As simple as it sounds, I am learning to accept my successes, failures, 
mediocrity, and all other parts of my humanness.  As crazy as it sounds, I'm 
not waiting until a year within my relationships to talk about the abuse 
that I sustained as a youth.  My triumphs and my scars have made me into the 
woman, excuse me, lady, that I am today.  I am no longer editing my 
life...I've learned to embrace it and I've learned to wisely share it.

The amazing thing that I have found is that my freeness to share my life 
with the Brothers and Sisters that I encounter has freed them to share their 
life with me.  I've come to realize that I'm not the only woman to "lose" 
money to a lover, I'm not the only woman who was sexually violated in my 
youth, I'm not the only person that has made a "bad" decision or a "wrong" 
choice.  Through my willingness to share, I've not only developed better 
friendships; I've established deeper bonds.

Most importantly, I've come to learn that I'm really not an island.  I'm 
connected to everyone.  I've found that other people's willingness to share 
with me has helped me to better understand "my" situations and myself.  I 
pray that I have done the same for others.  And, in turn, I'm loving myself 
more and I'm getting better at being me.  And for this, I am so thankful.

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[Experience has certainly shaped the Queen's prospective on self-love.  And 
for this, we are grateful that she continues to openly share her life 
experiences with us.  THANKS Shenita!!!  Please feel free to send your love 
and comments to the Queen at (].


3)  TWO VALENTINE'S DAY POEMS -- Don't ever let it be said that I'm not  
sentimental when it comes to matters of the heart.  I don't usually 
celebrate holidays that cater to greeting card companies and florists, but 
when I received "A VALENTINE STORY," by Shaun Cecil, and "FOR MY VALENTINE," 
by Padmore Agbemabiese, it reminded me that LOVE, be it on Valentine's Day 
or not, is the ROOT OF ALL THAT IS GOOD!!!  [And by the way, I instantly 
turned into one of those women reading a Hallmark Card and CRIED MYSELF A 

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Chaos, moaned the wind,
Desolation, cried the land,
Death, intoned his soul,
So the Willow did bend,
And dismay like a fire fanned,
'Til hope cried in a limbo'd gaol.

Tia moved through the dark
Searching the hollows of the lost,
Rummaging in the detritus of war,
Anguish searing her heart,
Feeling as if her very life had been tossed,
Hoping it could be the same once more.

Her heart beat
With just a tiny flicker
Of love fired hope.
A tiny spark of passions heat,
Seeking just the slimmest tinder
Redemption for a blind world's hope.

Vale lay cold
Upon the unforgiving stone,
His soul stolen.
Decay in his mouth its story told,
Of ages passed since he left alone,
To war, Tia's favor his courage embolden.

Then came Tia upon a mound,
At first she could not know what she saw,
'Til she saw that glint of golden ring,
And she knew exactly what she found,
Encased in a pitiless stoney maw
Vale's fatal ground that death did bring.

With tears that burned
As acid, Tia wept and then
Her heart seemed to run.
This reuniting so had she yearned,
She lay upon the stoniness of him
And she began to pray to the Holy One.

God grant me this,
My only desire, my request,
Let my heart beat for Vale.
With that prayer she did kiss
The petrified lips she loved best,
Caressed a face bloodless pale.

It was as if her heart
Melted the stone upon Vale's breast,
And somehow they united.
With startled wonder she felt him start,
As he woke from that cruel rest,
That had stolen her love, and his heart quieted.

Rays of golden sun from above,
The Weeping Willow straightened tall
As the years fell away.
Vale and Tia gave thanks to the God of love

And told their story to one and all,
Thus the celebration of Valentine's Day.

Shaun "CAS II" Cecil (c) 2000

AWESOME darlin. . .and the TEARS started flowing!!! LAWD KNOWS I LOVE 
SHAUN!!!  Please feel free to send your love and comments directly to Shaun 
at (

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if there were times I feel
like a fish taken out of water
and left flapping on the pier,
it is the day you were not near;

if there were days that all seconds
of my life were lived without a word
just because the words were washed
out by the waters from my eyes
it is the day you were not there,
maybe not in your arms;

remember, a day without you is the day
I shrink like a flower in the desert;

oh, how I wish we could lengthen
our days and shut out all
busy and hurried moments and spend,
without ending, all times together;

how I wish the sun could stand still
and the clouds rain the sweet aroma
of your breath around me
oh how I wish the smell of the olives
would keep me safe till you return;

this is my prayer in all morning
and evening lights hoping that
the swallows and meadows
flying over my rustic frame
will stopover with a word:


Padmore Agbemabiese (c) 2000

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If you've been wondering where Padmore has been, well there's no need to 
worry.  He has resurfaced long enough to bask in some long awaited good 
news.  To bring you up to speed, first check out his interview in Issue #24 
of THE TEN.  Second, read the September 9, 1998 email on page 51 of our 
anthology "COME INTO OUR WHIRL".  Perhaps the note below from the 
Dean-in-Charge of the Graduate School at Ohio State University explains his 

Dear Padmore,

The Curriculum Committee of the Research and Graduate Council met this 
morning and considered your OOAK proposal.  The Committee was clearly 
convinced that your proposal was, indeed, excellent and appropriate for 
One-of-a-Kind consideration.  It does not appear to "fit" into any existing 
doctoral program at the University.  In addition, the Committee felt that 
you have constructed a very appropriate faculty committee for the program 
and dissertation project that you wish to pursue.  The final stage of the 
process includes a face-to-face meeting between you, your advisor, and our 
Committee members.

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Padmore asked that I not forget to THANK EVERYONE for their continued 
prayers and support, and that he will never forget his responsibilities to 
the group.  Please feel free to send your love and support to Padmore at 

[moni's commentary -- Words simply cannot express how proud and overjoyed I 
am for Padmore.  My dearest brother is truly a LIVING ANGEL.  His commitment 
to his heritage, family, friends, education, and his genuine kindness to all 
who know him, truly defines his character as a man.  And once you've read 
his poetry, "his words" will not only leave you breathless, but will spark a 
flame of hope that a better day is just around the corner].


4)  BLACK HISTORY EXPO UPDATE -- If you will recall, several members of the 
Poets Niche were invited to participate in the Black History Expo at 
Hayfield High School in Alexandria, VA on January 29, 2000.  Renee Davis, 
David Weeks and Walt Goodridge (members from our East Coast Headquarters), 
were on hand to add a bit of poetic justice to the festivities.  Renee, 
David and Walt wanted to share with us how much fun they had and how this 
experience also changed "their lives."

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WALT'S STORY AS TOLD TO ME BY AN INFORMANT -- Walt shared his inspirations 
with a half-twist of entrepreneurship on the side with those eager to learn 
more about self-empowerment.  Rumor has it that he was a walking billboard 
of wit and charm.  [Recently, Walt was heard on the radio prompting his 
books "Lessons In Success" and "Turn Your Passion Into Profit," and it was 

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RENEE'S STORY -- moni, let me tell you, we had a wonderful time.  My 
daughter Eboni and foster daughter Lawanda both attend Hayfield High School. 
  Also in attendance were my sons Justin and James.  (We were only missing 
my 2-year old foster son Tony, who was at his Grandmas).  My Sweetie, Larry 
and his children (Larry III, Mycal and Shelaina), slid into the audience 
unexpectedly, which was a nice surprise.

The host, Mr. Cooper, as well as his co-host Ms. Platt, did a fabulous job 
coordinating the Expo.  A few of the participants included: (1) two youth 
Gospel groups sang beautiful songs; (2) a rap group that did a very nifty 
number; (3) an excellent High School Jazz Band that played songs from Count 
Bassie to Duke Ellington; and (4) then us poetry reciting folks.  Of course, 
I thought I was going to lose my tongue, breath, and ability to read.  But 
God was standing right beside me and helped me through it.  Somehow, right 
before I climbed on stage, it seemed as though the entire auditorium filled 
up with people from everywhere.  I would have preferred a smaller audience 
just in case I goofed.  I read the following pieces: "With a Broken Wing, I 
can still Fly"; "Not Abandoned"; "Epiphany of an African American 
Woman--Realization"; and "Loving Me for Me".  I had the best time of my 
life, and my kids gave me much love as I watch the pride in their eyes.

I must tell you that David brought tears to my eyes as he read some very 
lovely pieces that even my children found to be quite profound.  I would 
never have known from David's poetry that he had any sort of handicap.  I 
believe that God has placed the most important jobs in the hands of the 
people that the world sees as being disabled.  With the character and poise 
of our greatest known men, David recited some very captivating and heartfelt 
inspirational pieces that delivered a strong message to our youth.  My hats 
off to David, whom I gave a great big hug!  Walt surprised me too because I 
didn't know he was coming!!!  I felt so honored to be able to share my 
poetry on the same professional and talented platform as Walt and David.

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DAVID'S STORY -- I was honored to be asked to participate in the Black 
History Expo at Hayfield High School on Saturday, January 29th.  It was yet 
another step for me to take my message to the masses.  Prior to the event, I 
tried to figure out what could I read to these young hearts, getting ready 
to soon embark on the real world's stage.  In my years of writing poetry I 
never really focused any of my writings on our youth(s).  I went through "my 
vault of poetry", to find just the right words to say and message to convey.

I was a little apprehensive in the beginning because being the focus of 
attention can be a bit nerve racking.  (At the time, I didn't know that 
Renee was in the audience, and Walt being there helped as well).  But "JAH's 
Works Must Be Done," and this was an opportunity that I had to act on.  I 
read "Sow Some Seeds", "Sit In Silence", and "Each Poem Written".  I must 
admit, it felt good having the attention of those young Brothers and Sisters 
who turned out to show their support, (which was the greatest reward of 

Finally, it is always good hanging with Walt.  It is said that a man is 
known by the company he keeps, or something like that.  Well, Walt is good 
company, and it was indeed a great pleasure to meet Renee.  To tell you the 
truth, I don't know who was more excited, us or her, because she's a very 
spirited woman.

AND FINALLY, David received the following THANK YOU email from the school:

Hello David!

On behalf of the Imani Steppers of Hayfield High School, I would like to 
thank you VERY much for your participation in our program on January 29, 
2000.  We enjoyed your poems and hope that you found the experience 
rewarding as well.  I do hope that we can call on you again.  I look forward 
to working with you again.

Thank you


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free to send your comments and supports directly to Renee at 
(, David at (, and Walt at 


5)  WHAT'S NEW ON THE POETS NICHE WEBSITE -- a)  Pictures from our FIRST 
OFFLINE PARTY and BOOK SIGNING, August 5-8, Atlanta, GA (thanks Linval 
"James" London, who traveled all the way down from Canada); b)  Pictures 
from the New Orleans [Nawlins Whirl Tour and book signing] which I hosted on 
Nov. 20th; and c)  Resource Page linking you to helpful websites such as:

Academy of American Poets
Atlantic Monthly
Amateur Poetry
Database of African-American Poets
Glossary of Poetic Terms
Poetry Markets
Poetry Scams and Rip
R.R. Bowker Foundation
United States Copyright Office
Writer's Digest

Coming Soon: HELPFUL TIPS.  Here's TIP #1 submitted by David Weeks:

I, along with Walt and Renee (two other members of the Poets Niche), 
recently participated in a Black History Month Program at Hayfield High 
School in Alexandria, VA.  While waiting for the event to begin, Walt 
suggested that when I am invited to speak I should have a brief bio to give 
to the person introducing me.  Here are some suggested tips for putting 
together a short bio/introduction.

a.  If you've been invited to speak, read or perform at a poetry reading (or 
any other event), prepare a short bio and give it to the host at least two 
weeks prior the event.  This will allow the host the opportunity to include 
your bio in a program and/or agenda.

b.  What to include in your bio -- Think of what you want the audience to 
know about you (residence, awards, any community service, books/publications 
you've been featured in, books you're currently working on or published, 
organizations you are a member of, and family information -- e.g., married 
with a couple of kids, and your dog Spot).

c.  Be sure to include any contact information (e.g., name, address, 
telephone/fax number(s), and email address) in case the host has any 
additional questions.

Here is an example of my short bio/intro:

Born on the Island of St. Croix, U.S. Virgin Islands, David moved to 
Maryland in 1985.  He attended Bowie State University and holds a Bachelor 
of Science degree in Computer Science.  David has been writing poetry since 
1985.  He knows that his creative spirit is a gift from GOD, and 
acknowledges that his duty is to share with his people and the world what 
GOD inspires in him.  Over the years, David has written a unique collection 
of poems expressing a positive message towards uplifting his people, and the 
unity of humanity as a whole.  He prays for the day when his works will 
completely embrace, inspire, and touch the hearts of all who read his 
poetry.  Currently, David is working on his first book of poetry entitled, 
"ANCIENT TRADITION Of The Peace Pipe", which features 100 of his original 
poems written over the past 16 years.  Contact Information: David L. Weeks, 
Telephone: ##; Email:

Thanks Walt and David!!!  If you have any HELPFUL TIPS you'd like to share 
with us, please email them to ME ONLY at (  Initially, 
these tips will be included in THE TEN, then placed on the website under 


6)  POETIC SHORT STORY -- After you've read "I AM . . .," you'll understand 
why there's no need for an introduction because it speaks for itself.

                         I AM....
                Lynn Welch Hargrove (c)

I am the Sphinx, majestic and mysterious.  I watched the greatest nations 
rise and fall.  Through the storms of time I have stood strong and tall.  In 
my silence I answer the calls of my ancestors and my descendents.

I am the river Nile and Euphrates, when I overflow my banks my people are 
fed in abundance.  My people are majestic as they dance on my banks and swim 
in my glory.

I am the foundation of the land created so long ago.  From my bosom my 
people do eat.  The fruit of my hands is sweet and good.  The
protection and the shade of my arms is powerful.  I am Africa, Egypt, the 
Sudan. . .I am the Motherland.

I am the mysteries of the past, the questions of the present and the answers 
of the future.  I am mother Eve created to love, assist and bless my 
companion Adam.  I am the mother of many nations.  From my womb nations of 
Kings and Queens, Warriors, Scientists, Teachers, Doctors, Priests, Dancers 
and Musicians are born.  I have watched my seed spread all over the globe.  
I have watched them achieve and watched them fail.  I have seen the tears 
and the celebrations of my offspring.  I am the mother of all that is.

I am the majestic Neferttiti sitting on my throne.  I am the royal diadem 
that adorns my king, my pharaoh.  I am the royal priesthood, the mighty 
seed.  I am clothed in royal purples and golds, in wisdom and power.  This 
is my queendom.  I am the Queen of Sheba, the beauty of Africa.  I seek out 
that which is good among my people.

I am the Middle Passage, the stolen seed.  I am the stolen glory, wisdom and 
  knowledge.  I am what was and what is to be.  I am the slave taught lies 
and  treachery.  I am the slave bought for the white man's kind of love.  I 
am  the grandmother that tried to keep the family together while raising the 
massa's chilin'.  I am the dream of nations past and visions yet to come.  I 
am the beaten, abused and battered, but I am not defeated.  I am not 

I am the Rosa Parks who finally got tired of moving to the back of the bus 
for the white folk.  I am the one who sat-in at the all white counter 
waiting to be served.  I am the one who was hosed down in the streets 
because I wanted my child to get a good education and the right to vote.  I 
am the nurse who helped our injured and dying soldiers.  I am the one who 
comforted all their pains.  I am the one who bore the grief of my people.

I am the past, the present and the future.  I am mother Eve, Mother Africa, 
I am the Queen of a mighty nation.  I am chosen of God.  I am the call of my 
ancestors.  I am the seed of the future.  I am the beauty of the present.  I 
am. . . .

THANKS LYNN!!!  "I AM," is certainly a roadmap of WHENCE WE CAME and WHERE 
WE'RE GOING.  Please feel free to send your comments and love directly to 
Lynn at (


compilation on the most influential African Americans -- "Pillars Of A 
People: The 100 African Americans Who Most Influenced The 20th Century" -- 
Over the course of 1999, users from across the nation and 
abroad nominated whom they believe are the "100 most influential 
African-Americans of the 20th century."  This list is the most unique of its 
kind, using Internet technology to combine the opinions of average online 
users with those of experts in African American history.  Some important 
names did not break the top 100 and some controversial names did.  But there 
is no doubt: all of them -- for good or ill -- have significantly influenced 
American society.  What could Clarence Thomas and Kwame Ture possibly have 
in common?  They are both "Pillars Of A People."  To see the complete list 
go to:

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This website ( is 
dedicated to Black History Month with a quiz, activities and timeline.

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Other popular African American websites to check out include:

Tom Joyner -
NetNoir -
The Black World Today -
Essence -
Ebony -
Vibe -
Black Enterprise -
Black Voices -
Everything Black -
USAfrica -
Network journal -
Mosaic Books -
Black Collegian Online -
What2Read -
BlackVue -
Blackworld -
Afro-America's Black History Museum -

Thanks Nicole, Saleem and Nyra for contributing this information!


14.  Offers fellowships of $20,000 for prose translation, poetry projects, 
poetry translation, fiction and creative non-fiction in 2001).  For more 
information contact: Literature Fellowships, NEA, Nancy Hawks Center, 1100 
Pennsylvania Ave., NW, Washington, DC 20506 or call 202/682-5496 or visit: 

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$1,000 plus, an award certificate, and 20 copies of your chapbook.  Seeking 
poetry with intellectual and emotional depth that avoids clichˇs.  Submit 
20-30 pages of best poetry single-spaced with only one poem per page.  
Include table of contents w/page numbers and TWO title pages. Include name 
and address on only ONE title page.  For more information, call (510) 
481-7123 or write to Anamnesis Press, Poetry Chapbook Award, P.O. Box 51115, 
Palo Alto, CA 94303.

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Romance Slam Jam 2000, March 17-19, 2000 at the Doubletree Campbell Centre 
Hotel, 8250 North Central Expressway, Dallas, Texas, (214) 691-8700 or 
toll-free (800) 222-TREE.

Theme: Fostering an Exciting New Perspective on African American Culture in 
the Spirit of Romance.  Scheduled events include: Mix &Mingle; Writers 
Workshops; Marketing Your Masterpiece; Writing Plots, Synopsis, and 
Character Assessments; Major Publishers vs. Self-Publishing; Literary 
Circle-Book Discussions; Meet Your Favorite Romance Novel Hero; Open Mic 
Poetry, and much, much more.  Author's tentatively scheduled to attend are: 
Rochelle Alers, Gwynne Foster, Donna Hill, Monica Jackson Beverly Jenkins, 
Francis Ray, Margie Walker, and many more.  For more information, please 
contact Darlene Ramzy at (972) 274-2321, ( or Cindi Louis at 
(214) 565-9655, (

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LARRY NEAL WRITERS' COMPETITION -- Resident writers of the District of 
Columbia are invited to submit works in four categories of literature 
(poetry, fiction, dramatic writing, and essay) in the Larry Neal Writers' 
Competition.  Cash prizes will be awarded for artistic excellence in writing 
in each category and presented at the Seventeenth Larry Neal Writers' Awards 
Ceremony to take place on Friday, May 12, 2000, 6:30 P.M. at the Folger 
Shakespeare Library (located 201 East Capitol Street, S.E.).  DEADLINE: 
Friday, March 24, 2000. For more information, please call DC Commission on 
the Arts and Humanities at (202)724-5613.

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CALL FOR SUBMISSION: About the Editor -- Abdul-Rasheed Na'Allah is the 
editor of Ogoni's Agonies: Ken Saro-Wowa and the Crisis in Nigeria.  His 
collection of poems, "Almajiri", will be published June 2000.  He is the 
founder and Faculty Advisor to Western Illinois University's Creative 
Writers' Society, and he teaches African and African Diaspora Literature at 
the University.  He belongs to several professional associations, and has 
performed nationally and internationally.

Abdul is currently editing an Anthology of Poetry, tentatively en titled, 
"Martin Luther King, Jr."  He invites you to submit your poems which explore 
various poetic traditions, from ancient to contemporary oral and written 
poetic forms.  Each poet can submit up to four poems from which some may be 
selected.  The poetry book intends to celebrate King's struggle for civil 
rights and social justice, and will be truly multicultural. King's image as 
a leader and activist will be explored as a metaphor to championing a better 
world in the twenty-first century.  Poems on such topics as hunger, wars, 
genocide, international trade, cultural pluralism, equality, respect for the 
environment, women's issues, historical civil rights movements and 
personalities, African and Third World nations, America, slavery, and other 
relevant topics, as long as they are related to the above identified 
objectives, will be considered.

Submission starts immediately.  Publication details will be sent to those 
whose poems are selected as necessary arrangements are completed.  Please 
send your poems to Abdul at: African American Studies Dept., Western 
Illinois University, Macomb, IL 61455; or faxed to (309) 298-2181, or 
emailed to ( THANKS Abdul, and CONTINUED SUCCESS!!!


9)  PRAYER REQUESTS -- Tina Marie's husband, Herbert Clark's beloved mother 
died last week.  Your prayers are certainly needed for Herbert and his 
family during these difficult days.  Please feel free to send your love and 
support to Herbert and Tina at (

Penny Seale and her family need your prayers and help.  Her father is in the 
hospital and will require ongoing costly treatments for his condition.  
Please email Penny at ( with your prayers and 
support, as well as any information to assist her with fund-raising 
techniques to help offset pending medical expenses.  Penny said, "Thank you 
and God Bless you all...."


10)  POEMS OF THE WEEK -- Let's give a ROUND OF APPLAUSE to this week's 

     I HAVE MADE LOVE TO A MAN by Patrice C. Queen
     on being in love with a married man by bams
     i don't want to dream by Isis R. Nelson
     my muse by Maurica Lavon
     morning becomes by Nina Henley
     yesterday i cried by Cjoi Mosley
     REMEMBER by Shaunda Holloway

You can read for yourself their hard-hitting and sentimental words in Poems 
of the Week 61 at ( THANKS YOU POETS!!!


A COUPLE OF OTHER THINGS -- I'd like to thank bams for hitting us with her 
LONG AWAITED and MOST APPRECIATED, Middle of the Week Relief Critique.  
We're grateful that bams found the time to squeeze us in her already busy 
schedule.  If you haven't already visited her slamming website, 
3BlackChicks, I invited you to take a look.  Also, 3BlackChicks has a 
webboard ( and a "Community News" 
forum for posting news, upcoming entertainment and media-related events.  
Please feel free to post your news, or let bams know and she'll do the 
posting for you.   Be sure to also check out "Roll the Credits" where bams 
graciously thanked us for turning her dream of becoming a Published Author 
into a reality.

To those members who sent me Valentine's Day wishes, cards, flowers and 
virtual candy, THANKS A BUNCH!!!

Below is moni's Poem of the Week.  Your comments are always welcomed and 
greatly appreciated.  Until we meet again!

Keep sharing your LOVE!


                  SILLY TALK

She was a chronic complainer of the simplest pain.

I told her, "You better stop, because one day you might end up lame."

She wanted everyone to feel sorry for her because she didn't have
enough time to enjoy life.

I said, "You better take stock in what you got!"

She expected sympathy because her cash flow was low.

I hinted, "You should be glad you got the opportunity to make mo'."

She talked about all men being dogs.

I advised her that, "You only get flees if you stay on your knees."

She said she wasn't the kind to talk behind people's back.

I eyed her and said, "Now, is that a fact."

She said she had to exercise to take off some weight.

I looked up and sistah was on a second piece of cake.

She said she was tired of working for low pay.

If I forgot to mention it, "Honey, today is your last day."

I had no trouble bursting sistah's bubble because

When I was finished listening to all her silly talk,

I brick-walled her with my hand and told her,

"Nuff said. . .Damn!"

           Monica D. Blache (c)

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