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She’s Crying

03 Sunday Sep 2017

Posted by Patrick S. De Walt, MBA, PhD in Poetry

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Art, children, Community, expression, Family, Flooding, Freewrite, Golden Triangle, Grief, Harvey, healing, Houston, humanity, Hurricane, loss, nature, Performance, perseverance, poetry, Purpose, Rebuilding, Sadness, society, Streams of consciousness, Texas, Trauma, tribute

Rising tides of insurmountable waves
Indiscriminate to zipcode and identification to a degree
Uncertainty and displacement
Helping hands extended in harm’s way
Humanity at a time when circumstance and situation require her best
Young and old
Equally dependent and deserving of a calming presence of safety and shelter
Flooded homes and dampened realities will yield to the power of hope and possibility
Created when one cares about others more than themselves
We must see the beauty in a difficult situation once again
Fleeting memories are etched with the trauma born from Harvey’s tears
Yet a city named Houston has been left to do the crying…

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In Hopes of Tomorrow

04 Sunday Jun 2017

Posted by Patrick S. De Walt, MBA, PhD in Poetry

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Testimonials provide snapshots into the hearts and minds of the deliverer
Yet listeners translate those messages through tempered receptors
Constructing organic truths
Privileging their distinct sensibilities
Progressivism, liberalism, moderatism, or conservativism
Frame the lenses
socially accepted or recognized
Furthering the national pastime of divisiveness
Found morally
Religiously
Intellectually
Sexually
Economically
Racially
Throughout the landscape
Forefathers are perpetually propagated without further interrogation of their imperfections as founders of a more perfect union
A union of enslavement
Classism
Patriarchy
Reservational warfare
A more perfect union that applauds systematic hate and oppression
The birth of a nation of, for, and by the people
is idealistically my hope and wish for the future inhabitants
Yet, a harsh reality exists of
Wall building
Segregation
Exclusion
Gerrymandering
Victim-blaming
Selfishness
1% has become synonymous with what it has always been
A form of tyranny that ironically is fit for a king
Yet, this is a nation without monarchies
Without caste systems
Without true democracy
Incompleteness is an unfortunate present reality where
Love is not equally recognized
Cultures are not equally recognized
Languages are not equally recognized
Opportunities are not fully possible
In hopes of tomorrow
We must truly address the dispair of today…

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Timorous Island

29 Sunday Jan 2017

Posted by Patrick S. De Walt, MBA, PhD in Poetry

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Fixed in an outdated past
Where sheeted figures assailed the night
Burning lumber at the entries of those deemed inferior
A time fallacy was accepted truth to preserve a stunted status quo
One that could find a charred figure extended from a tree
We are supposedly beyond those moments within our history
Yet, as much as most continue to deny, as a nation, we have not healed
A legacy of contempt and hatred for those who are systematically “othered”
Made to disavow their identity and personhood to stay or enter
By the embodiment of a misguided arrogance
of a figurehead whose political stances should upset most’s sensibilities.
We are hoarders of a figmented freedom and truth as espoused.
We are fragmented factions of individuals who are forever works-in-progress towards ideals that were more exclusionary than collectivizing.
Internment camps, reservations, plantations, and forced institutionalization mark a history that is often absconded by revisionists.
As the rights of women continue to be decided by those who seek to objectify and posses them while not listening
oil continues to be placed at a premium in respect to the lives and traditions of Native Peoples.
Black lives are forever contemplated whether or not they matter.
Theoretical boarders are being replaced by executive orders and cowardly Congressional puppets.
Reclamation of antebellum doctrines and ideologies reignite divisions reminiscent of the North vs. South.
Those who love the same sex are denied all or many aspects of their civility because of debatable rules and rationales.
Allies are being made into enemies.
Neighbors are disrespected while simultaneously depended upon for their labor.
The continued poaching of a fragile morality is what remains.
Silence and pre-war isolationism didn’t work then and won’t work now.
While an audacity of hope was an idealistic battlecry
we are left with an undeniable truth on this metaphorical timorous island…

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From Beyond the Prism

16 Sunday Oct 2016

Posted by Patrick S. De Walt, MBA, PhD in Identity Politics, Poetry, Racialization Impacts, Uncategorized

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Captivating in ways that are detrimental
Far fetched and historically incomplete
Figments of others’ imaginations
Yet fundamentally an ascribed reality
Fear has reintroduced itself as fictive kin
Predating hands being raised
Votes being denied
Necks being roped
Bodies being burned
Left to be
To rot
To never become because many viewed us as never complete in the first place
Or maybe the 3/5 place
As compromise often happens to us but not for us
From beyond the prism
We are in a land that still finds ways to question our humanity
Personhood
Sense of self-actualization
Young boys and grown men recognize that Predator’s sights are historically locked on them
Young girls and grown women are both recipients and protectors of generations of young people who are precious gems even when a society seeks to denigrate them
As history tells us…
when not found in the history books of revisionist dehumanizers
whose fear of those who have been “othered” continues to permeate
The pores of a nation as many revisit its birth within theaters
The sweat off one’s brow from determination and a false belief of Meritocracy
Leaves much to be desired for those who were constitutional add-ons of the 13th, 14th, and/or 15th varieties
If we’re honest about Abe then would we really see the
Emancipation of physical bonds only to preserve psychological and economic ones can not be erased nor flipped as done by the party he’s so adamantly revered by
No donkey nor elephant seems to reach deep enough
Effectively address
Morally renounce
The effects resulting
From beyond the prism

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Random Thoughts of WE

23 Saturday Aug 2014

Posted by Patrick S. De Walt, MBA, PhD in Poetry

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Figments of our imaginations
offer us solace in times
when reality is not in line with our desires
Trepidation ensues
Leaving remnants of stains
Emotional residue
Our own carbon footprints
Positioned to trample
On…
The bludgeoning of chance
Yes, you’re familiar
And if not
You may need to return to the sands
Those that have scorched many who have dared to cross them
Symbolic
Like the Sphinx whose been offended by history
Yet, still finds a way to remain
Situated in nothingness is not what Jean-Paul Sartre would recommend
If you were reading philosophy
Existential Terrain is challenging to navigate
Not only for those who understand the symbolism
But also for those who are unconscious
Unconscious of what emanates from within or towards them
For foreign objects are treated worse here than along
the southern borders
No Minutemen here
And if they are
They lack documentation
How ironic is it that those who seek clearance
have no ability to grant it for themselves?
Sounds like the every day struggles of public school teachers who are held to the whims of uncertified critics
Or the misguided influence of currency from the ever present lobby
Lobbying to keep children from our classrooms because we need their papers
Unless their elders are mowing our lawns, picking our fruit, preparing our food  from beyond our view, or building/cleaning our fancy houses in the early morning or long nights
The beauty of modern capitalism
Where labor is cheap or damn near free
And systematic practices of misdirection remain a key tactic
Go Google it while you’re at it
According to analytics they already know what you’re thinking…
You’ve be trained and dare not to question it because then you’re not Patriotic
And you know what that act can suggest if you’re not careful?
Guantanamo is not as distant as one may think
Just like on certain sides of the tracks when the sun goes down
And you will clearly see
Or will you?
It depends.
On what channel you’re turned to
ESPN won’t carry this unless you purchase the right subscription
Walter ain’t releasing people these days
They work them hours so that when you visit you’re entertained
Yep, I was there too.
And thoroughly enjoyed myself
Can’t be claiming to be Che or El-Hajj
Too many flaws in my game
Oops, I don’t play those
Unless it’s the game of life that I have to win
Because if I lose
All of those who lost their lives or sacrificed their freedoms
will have lost even more on their incalculable investment
Not in me
But in the future that encases me
Encases you
Encases the little ones that we seek to have
Seek to protect
Seek to love
The little ones who are still residing inside of
Each of us
So protect your little ones
Therefore you’re protecting yourself
The Big Bad Wolf loves more than Little Red Riding Hood
Or was that a Little Red Corvette?
Of course not, that is just a reference to date myself
My experience in the game
Ooops, I don’t play those
Yet, everyone around me does
Matrices are around me as if I were Ne-Yo
I didn’t misspell it, I did that on purpose
Since memories are short I tried to be current
Doesn’t have to be the truth
It just has to be something that you wish to believe
Like on Gentlemen Fox
With his Friends
This is what America does
so therefore that includes Ameri-cans
Yet most Ameris-can’t
Like read above 3rd grade level or read text that isn’t bullet pointed.
Yep, we’re talking comprehension
When did that happen?
Did you notice?
Or did you care?
Never mind, it ain’t that important
All I really need is 140 characters or some emoticons and I’m good
But am I really?
I don’t know but if I turn to the right channel I don’t have to think about it
You know that I could be making all of this up, but would you go research it to find out?
Ooops, that means you’re back to Google.
Hopefully Google Scholar at least.
Just don’t pay too much attention to my profile
I didn’t follow the rules
I like long sentences
Complex if possible
Don’t get mad if you find a few split infinitives in the mix
Yet, I wish it was an Infiniti G
I’ll let you pick the model as long as it’s a convertible and hopefully black
I grew up loving Knight Rider
But not the new KITT
Nor Kit Kat
Don’t need no breaks but if you did
Make sure it included Nell
You know her last name?
If not, go and…
That blank was filled before I even finished typing the line
How easy certain things are when you try
(Ooops, I did it again like Britney)…
Or is it when you are conditioned?
Air Conditioned like in Texas around August.
Yep, I’m being reminded of that right about now
I have mine on 76
And no, it didn’t declare me anything
There weren’t a whole bunch of men to sign it in protest
Ooops, don’t use that word too loudly
Especially in that place with an M-O.
But then again, be careful in N-Y or D-C or F-L-O-R-I-D-A
LeBron wasn’t the only one who left
I did too.
Yet, not soon enough
I got the scars to prove it
But I’m relearning a few old letters like U-G-K
Some readers got that because you like them underground kings
“and I keep yelling it but ya’ll don’t hear me though”
Like it was “Who ya rootin’ for?”
Have fun with that
Until Homecoming…

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Honoring Home

22 Sunday Jun 2014

Posted by Patrick S. De Walt, MBA, PhD in Poetry, PSDW Reflective Journal

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Art, expression, Family, Higher Education, Identity, Motivation, Passion, pedagogy, Performance, poetry, Purpose, Reflective Practice, Streams of consciousness, Teacher influence

Over the course of roughly eleven years
a journey has been embarked upon
In search of a means to make a difference within the communities that our children grow
While all of our children matter to educators who have a love and appreciation for the responsibilities that our profession demands
There are many examples of the contrary…
Yet, this is not the purpose of this conversation,
For that,
I have to look before that fateful day in 2003 when I tearfully left my safety net as a first grade teacher.
I have to look before my years teaching while simultaneously attending graduate schools in pursuit of master’s degrees in business administration and elementary education/curriculum instruction.
I have to look even further back during my wonderful years as a Panther at my alma mater, Prairie View A&M University, in which I still struggled with some of my childhood limitations and expressions of immaturity
But more importantly, I have to dig deeper into the recesses of my memories of lessons and struggles that preceded even these valuable moments in the shaping of the person who I am…
Honoring home is what I’d like to call my current entry
Honoring the wonderful efforts of a mother who always sacrificed for not only me but all of those whom she loved
A woman who instilled a “country-type” set of values for a son who connects more with the big city
Honoring a father whose focus was leading a business that has endured many seasons and weathered a multitude of torrential storms, with some being self-inflicted.
Honoring home is reflecting on my collection of brothers who in their own ways served as models for me even though they did this from considerable distances
Honoring home is remembering the sisterly influences that I have had the privilege of receiving from a collection of remarkable women who still inspire and advise me today in my most important life decisions
Honoring home is reflecting
Honoring home is an ongoing part of my every day
It is presenting myself with dignity, respect, professionalism, honesty, integrity, sensitivity, thoughtfulness, and pride as instilled into me by my family, extended family, friends, mentors, teachers, and yes, even my students.
Honoring home is living up to charge that I have been given as a future and current elder
Honoring home is being a person who elicits pride from those who I have been inspired by
Honoring home is demonstrating a desire to grow which ultimately is one of the true measures validating that the seeds that were planted within me have actually taken root and flourished
Honoring home is being a role model to my nieces and nephews who I love dearly
Honoring home is being the man that honors my ancestors who sacrificed for others who then ultimately sacrificed for me
Honoring home means that I live up to the standards and expectations that this path requires no matter the costs
Honoring home means embracing the inner beauty and drive that is the essence of who I am.
Honoring home is offering through dedication a legacy that fortifies the true essence of all of what I’ve stated above—love…
Honoring home is loving myself for no other reason than there was a community of love invested within me so that I could know how to love myself
Honoring home is a process that I seek to do one step at a time
So as I seek to honor home, I seek to offer the best that I can in the situations that I may find myself
whether the situations are in classrooms, meetings, and/or other social settings.
Honoring home is honoring the mission that home has essentially aided in me pursuing
Each time that I teach, I am honoring home near and far
Each time that I teach I am:
Honoring my ancestors
Honoring my family
Honoring my teachers
Honoring my mentors
Honoring my friends
Honoring my community
Honoring my students’ futures
Honoring the lives of the people who my students will touch
Honoring the love that I have for learning
Honoring what calls on me to pray and give thanks
Honoring home is why I am often so excited when I teach or talk about teaching
Honoring home provides me with the motivation and passion for how I do what I do
Honoring home is what you make it
Honoring home is what makes you…

So my question for you is, “How are you honoring your home?”

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