“The Greatest,” a sonnet by Alex Joe
Having crossed into the Great Divide,
He rests in peace from a Parkinson’s slide.
Defying the Great White Father’s marketing
Vietnam War against his illustrious string
Of victories and his work as bard
Promoting Great Pain directed toward
a system, a time, an era, a place
where few spoke … a gnomon making a case
with verve, volume, vivacity, bane.
Known to versify, prone to explain
just how this was in view of that, his
aptitude for word smithing, vi’va voce, is
currency, instant ire, or rain of mirth.
Duty now, us, celebrate his life, birth.
“Skilled ,“ a haiku by Alex Joe
An Acrostic on “The Greatness of Muhammad Ali“ by Alex Joe
“Ali” by Alex Joe
Here’s to the brother
Who stood like no other
In the face of denial and hate.
The man of the hour,
Who would not kowtow to
Hatred, ignorance, just fate.
Alex Joe is a Lincoln High School special-ed teacher.