This was written on April 1, 2016

Ode to Kwame Alexander (aka Lemme ShakeYour Hand, Sir)

Oh, Kwame—

With your wonder words—

Laying lines of rhyme,

Preying on prepositions in their prime:

Outside the cage,

‘Round with rage

With, or without, wage,

Down

the

page.

Within the winsome,

Surrounding the sweetness,

Hanging with the hope.

Throw me a challenge.

Amuse me with your musing.

Confuse me until I see.

Wind me up with wondering.

Word to your words.