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THO HER NAME IS NOT GIBRALTAR, STILL SHE’S CALLED THE “ROCK”

She once belonged to a community that lived high in the California Franciscan sky.
Who was torn apart by war with the Sky.
They fell to Earth, but the Rivers would not let them settle their.
They drove them to the Ocean where they fell to the floor with other displaced people and called their name ALCATRAZ.
Once settled, they could not rest as other displaced people settled on top of them.
And so it goes, four other settlements settled on top until they were 30 miles below.
But a great shift in geological politics were to occur when the Farallon Tectonic Plate people went against the great North American Tectonic Plate people, and upheaved all the settled people.
Now the Alcatraz people lived on top of all the settlements, and the San Bruno Mountain people, the last to settle, now lives where Alcatraz once dwelled.
Having dealt with the pressures of 30 miles at the bottom of the Ocean, she’s now mightier and stronger than before.
Resistant to the wiles of the Sky.
Tho no longer held in her former elevated state, elevated nevertheless into her former regal and majesty.
Tho her name is not Gibraltar, still she’s called “The Rock.”

by C-Note

©2017 Donald”C-Note” Hooker

Tho Her Name Is Not Gibraltar, Still She’s Called “The Rock,” is an allegorical work that gives animation to the inanimate. It is the origins of Alcatraz. Alcatraz began as a mountain; who as the result of the elements, suffered erosion. The erosion was washed into the ocean by the rivers, where it settled to the bottom. More erosion and more and more erosion settled on top of that initial settlement that geologist call Alcatraz. Then two tectonic plates collided and caused the bottom settlement to be the top settlement, and the top to be the bottom. Having been buried 30 miles and under the pressure of the ocean, Alcatraz rocks are wheather proof. Doesn’t she now sit regal and majestic?

[Editor’s Note]: Tho Her Name Is Not Gibraltar, Still She’s Called “The Rock”, is a work that was specifically created for the Art Escape At Alcatraz, prisoner art exhibit on Alcatraz island May-June 2017, curated by Prison Art Touching Hearts.
Help P.A.T.H. in their mission of touching hearts through prison art and give a donation.

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NO SOUTHERN SHALL GOVERN THIS ISLE

America’s great war wasn’t the First World War
nor was it the Second
It was civil in nature.
Brother against brother
North against South
In came Colonel Albert Sidney Johnston
to govern the great fort Alcatraz.
Born in Kentucky was he
raised in Texas did he
Roots dug deep in the South
That’s why good ole San Franciscoans had their doubts
That a good ole boy could defend Northern territory
When Confederate President Jefferson Davis was a friend
goes the story
It lead to his removal from this great isle
As rumors of Southern sympathies did they beguile
For the good citizens of the Bay could never reconciliate
That a gentleman of the South could expatriate
So rejected by his Northern brethren he retired to the South
But picked up a Confederate command and died valiantly at the battle of Shiloh
A hundred and fifty years later
I don’t salute you as a foe
because shame on us
for mistrust
of our brethren
must be told.

by C-Note

©2017 Donald”C-Note” Hooker

[Editor’s Note]: No Southern Shall Govern This Isle, is a work that was specifically created for the Art Escape At Alcatraz, prisoner art exhibit on Alcatraz island May-June 2017, sponsored by Prison Art Touching Hearts.
Help P.A.T.H. in their mission of touching hearts through prison art and give a donation.

THY HALOED LAND 1ST NATION SPEAKS

Ride out!
on the horse
you rode in on
Two feet
the land
we stand
firm on
Dare not
a thread
you tread
on land
we bury
our dead on.

by C-Note

©2017 Donald “C-Note” Hooker

[Editor’s Note]: Thy Haloed Land 1st Nation Speaks, is a work that was specifically created for the Art Escape At Alcatraz, prisoner art exhibit on Alcatraz island May-June 2017, sponsored by Prison Art Touching Hearts.
Help P.A.T.H. in their mission of touching hearts through prison art and give a donation.

ONE DAY IS NEVER ENOUGH

Bet You Didn’t Think I’d Come So Soon
With A Mother’s Day Card In The Month Of June
When Everybody Knows That Mother’s Day
Was Just Weeks Before In The Month Of May

But For You One Day Just Won’t Suffice
Which Is Why I Decided To Do It Twice
Cause Mama Your Love Is Where It’s At
And You Really Deserve More Days Than That

Now The Cards And Roses Won’t Compensate
For The Love You’ve Shown Your Child Of Late
And Truly All Should Stop And Pause
And Give Their Mother’s A Round Of Applause

Really We Should All Compose A Song
That Would Laud Your Efforts Our Whole Life Long
For In Duty Mothers Have Surpassed The Call
By Sharing The Burdens Of Us All.

by
Eric W. Davis
Aka Sam’i A. Mateen

Out of Time and Out of Words

Winter’s cold
or evening’s night
fireplace warmth
candlelight.
Bear skin rug
the meeting place
out of time
and out of words.

by
Cn

Da Woman

I seen the sunrise the other day, and it was incredible.
But not as incredible as you, when I first laid my eyes on you.
Then my soul had a quivah, my core a tightening.
My eyes a blinking (cause I had to look twice).
What was before my eyes to see was quite, quite, the woman.

by
Cn

LIFE WITHOUT THE POSSIBILITY OF PAROLE

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Her name is K
at 23 she was told
She’s a throwaway
Life Without the Possibility of Parole
A walking zombie
without a soul
She begged and begged
for a new life
But spending rehabilitation dollars on her
made no cents

About The Paintoem
Poem: by Cn
Painting: by Cn

“Life Without the Possibility of Parole (LWOP),” is a work that was created to draw attention of the 175+ women imprisoned at the Central California Women Facility (CCWF), who are serving a sentence of LWOP. These women are deemed unworthy of any State spending regarding rehabilitation. Eventho it is not uncommon that for some, this sentence will be commuted to life with the possibility of parole. This urgent, urgent, matter, first came to the attention of the artist in the 2016 Fall publication of California Prison Focus. “First I created the poem. It can take a very longtime to create a visual, so I started making collages, as a way to create a visual more expediently. My first use of this methodology, was for the poem, ‘It Must End! (BLACK FEMALE BOYCOTTS AGAINST BLACK MEN IN THE PEN).’ The poem is based on a real life story.”
“Life Without the Possibility of Parole,” is still retained by the artist. However, you can still buy prints of this piece, and other related products, at Fine Art America

[Editor’s Note ]: This Paintoem, like all Paintoems, are given to the public, to have free use rights, so long as acknowledgement is given to the artist(s).

Links to other Paintoems:
Mprisond
My Dilemma
Tears of the Mothers
Black August-Los Angeles
More Paintoems