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Joespha
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Joespha Her father Cried and left the day she came ito the world Where was his , he had paid He had paid three of his prize goats The witchdoctor had read the signs A man a strapping strong warrior Her mother was worn out so many so close together She looked at her newest baby She was an Obeah woman herself This one this tiny one would survive She blessed her named her Closed her eyes passed to the next world Her grandmother sighed another one The would be left with her Kanyia had no the gods denied her she came to the Grandmother, let me take her My husband is the headman's brother My husband is a great warrior We will give you 5 goats We will give you a house a plot of land strong boy to help you and the other cfhildren farm the land You will never go hungry again Kanyia and Umpldea doted on the before long she was crawling Next she walked, she followed her new father wherever he was she would not be far behind she would go to his weapons and try and lift them till he took pity and made her weapons of her own build for her stature She had magnificent eyes, a rare color azure Her hair a lighter shade with burnished copper and sliver running through it....her skin lighter than those around her Her father could deny her nothing So he secretly taught her to hunt, to read the signs, to track the animal to his lair and dispatch it quickly Her mother taught her the womanly arts bread making, curing the meat spinning cotton into fine cloth spinning wool into thread.. weaving into plain or patterned material for garments To Weave carpets to warm the house As she grew into a young lady all the young men came to ask her father for her hand None did she favor, till one day A stranger stopped at their well asking to taste its cool sweet water He saw her and the scribes and story tellers say it was love at first sight The stranger returned to Joespha house This time we brought 50 Camels and 200 goats The parents were stunned such a price had never been herd of, for a woman So Joespha travel led to her new husbands' land What a surprise awaited, from the tent existence of her nomadic tribe she found herself in a stone palace waited on by dozens of servants Dressed in diaphanous robes, covered in jewels her hair washed and brushed till it gleamed Tales of her beauty, her wit and her ability to outhuint most men spread throughout the Kingdom, many Princes, Magi and scholars travailed to the court to see this woman her husbands' court became famous through out the ancient civilizations So her life continued in this way till the sudden death of her husband In a time when women had no say She had a say she took over the Kingdom she ruled with wisdom, compassion She became a legend ....scholars - archaeologists school are still fascinated to this day this born into poverty, unwanted adopted into a tribe of nomads Rose to become a legend, famous unto today Who was this beauty, huntress female ruler of an ancient kingdom- She was the Queen The queen of Sheba    |
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4/6/2010 4:52 am |
Loreli, very well written, you are very good 
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Thank you Mia, I never know what I am going to write about, I sit down and my fingers begin to typoe. I have to admit some are to or abut special people in my life, or things that have happened and so the poems are cathargic..... My latest one was inspired by a young man who has just been deployed and my 3rd cousin, it is his story.....he lost lovedf ones to several wars....
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