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Thursday, April 24, 2014

3 Poems by Jym Marks


Jazzman, jazzman,
spirit rising from the grave
music created from a slave.

Jazzman, jazzman,
divine black classical healer
we think of you,
musical prophet we call you.

You have swayed millions tipped antennas,
with your bloodline from Africa,
translator in G-and High-C-Kingdom.

You can design faces in sunglasses,
Pan African memories in fast rhythm,
riffing over mountains
steaming Birds and Dizzyville,
playing with Jubilated bass lines with zipping scales.
Jazzman, jazzman,
you are a memorandum from of the past.

Make no apology.
Jazzman, jazzman
you brought the last
message we’re ever gonna get.


Mother Rhythm
Mother Rhythm
Mother Rhythm gave us a dance
Mother Rhythm gave us a chance,

Mother Rhythm gave us Authentic Imaginations.
My people had the authentic imaginations
To dance their way out of the struggle.
Awaken from a bad dream, they ordered up their
Afro centric ideas to give birth to
An unpredictable conclusion. In a mass confusion

Mother rhythm  danced to the thunder of what was.
Like footprints that reinvented human discovery.
They rose in the spirit of Harriet Tubman,
Frederick Douglass and Dr. King,
Rising to the racial troubles in Little Rock,
And dancing to James Brown’s Papa Got A Brand New Bag.
Maybe the nation does not know it.

If you can’t find us, it’s because we’re still
Dancing on your website
To the rhythm of Raise-Up Off Me.
If you hoped to find us marching, don’t look there.
The streets are still under construction, because
Superiority fell in the pothole of a social conflict,
While we’re magnetizing the
Posture of minds left behind.

If you’re still searching for us,
We have moved to redecorate a broken promise
And replace it with a positive demagogue
For a deserved imagination called freedom.

We are no longer the phantoms
Of a dreadful oppression.
We are dancing to the imaginary shape of one million
Degrees over our burdensome yesterday.

If you’re still searching, read some critical black
Minds for unlimited success as we dash inside to
Repair the history of unfairness while racism still
Sits on elephant asses, ant tails, and kissing fleas,
Fanning flies from its shirt sleeves, and
Watching politicians lie.
If you need to recreate,
Create a complete subject with no illusions,
Make it an invitation shaped like the map of
Justice and freedom like Mother Rhythm.
Mother Rhythm, Mother Rhythm gave us a dance,
Mother Rhythm gave us a chance,
Mother Rhythm gave us Authentic Imaginations.


I  observe Human Behavior, and I compile my observations
Into the form of a poem

I spilled from rivers; I leaked through Harlem, heard the voices of
             Langston Hughes,  
Paul Robeson, Booker T. Dunbar and born “Black Boy” 
Like  Richard Wright.

 I speak of Oceanside, 
African roots, in American fruits
My Soul Has Grown Deep Like the River
I bathe in the sun and marinated from the sky
              I am a poet, jazzoet
I drew anthology  from Hunters Point, been denied West Point.
I am the fourth crops of a slave. My landlord was the cotton belt
profit institution called America
Black and brown it’s from the sound of jazzoety
encouraged by the struggle that created my education
I received my (AA) through the institution of Sly Supreme
I got my (BA) from the secret Cosmic Utopipa.
Got my (MBA) from the University of phraseology on Pschoblackology
Received my (PhD) from experience called symbolism, brought
                 On by Optimism
I testified under the foundation of freedom and justice  
                Molding a fast sign for the blind
Poems that may not always rhymes
I am a poet, jazzoet 
because Jazzoetry is my mamma.

The above 3 poems are written and copyright by Jym Marks.

"We do have Today"-Jym Marks

As a public speaker, jazz drummer, writer, and poet, Jym Marks personifies the principles of personal empowerment and delivers a stirring message in his lecture series: “Seeing What You’re Looking At”. A long time resident of the Bay Area, father of four, and Army veteran, Jym offers a poetic view of life and the lessons it teaches us. His own life experiences include service in the United States Army where he overcame a reading deficit. As a result of his efforts, he discovered a love for reading and became an avid reader. In addition, Jym developed a keen interest in music. After finishing his two year tour of duty, he left the Army, and enrolled in Drumland School of Art in San Francisco where he studied percussions. Having completed his studies at Drumland, Jym decided to pursue a secondary career as a professional drummer while continuing his primary career as a civil servant. As an active jazz drummer, Jym has played with Pony Poindexter and George Duke as well as sat in with James Moody and Dexter Gordon. Jym is currently featured in The Jym Marks Quartet, a local jazz ensemble popular in the Bay Area.

Jym continued his formal education at Foothill College. He later transferred to San Jose State University majoring in Music and Sociology. In 1973, he added another dimension to his career, becoming a newspaper columnist. His weekly column Stay In My Corner was a welcome addition to the Ravenwoods Post in East Palo Alto, California. He also received his license in broadcasting from the college of San Mateo and had his own radio show for KRVE-FM (currently known as KATO-FM) in Los Gatos, California.

Jym wrote and published his first book of poetry entitled Vibrations in Sanctuary in 1970. Since then, he has written and published other books of poetry: Jazz, Women and Soul (1974), I Am What I Am (1977), Inquire From Within (1982), Changing Lanes (1989), Beneath Our Wings (1990), Bring Us A Dream (1992), Bare Passion (1993), Flashback (1999) and Authentic Imaginations (2004). He also has composed four CDs of music and The Spoken Word.

His self help book "Seeing What You're Looking At", "Looking Beyond What You See," and "Wrap this Around Your Head" are available now.

Jym Marks is not only a writer and lecturer; he is the owner of MARKSTYLE ENTERPRISE, a Barber Salon, located in Menlo Park, California. Operating since 1968, MARKSTYLE has proven to be a major source of Jym’s wit and wisdom.

In 1992, Jym began to share his message of personal empowerment with others. He now gives motivational speeches, lectures at high schools and colleges, and participates in workshops throughout the country. Jym has also formed a monthly open mic poetry workshop for youth in the area. His ultimate goal is to share his enthusiasm for education, inspire others to recognize excellence from within, and translate life’s lessons into opportunities for personal growth and empowerment.

©2013 Markstyle Enterprises

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Friday, April 11, 2014


Bass player Steve Shain set the beat for our Tenth Annual New Way Media Fest, our first to be held at the Fellowship Hall of the BFUU, with Vic Sadot and our other friends from the Social Justice Committee.

Harpist Susan Mashiyama invoked Children (of all ages) at the Dawn of a World of Change.

Dr. David James Randolph shining on.

Clive Matson coming through the "Image Storm."

Holly Harwood struck "Faery Gold."

David Madgalene and Steve Shain performed highlights from the Madgalene-edited anthology "World of Change." While admittedly all the poems in this anthology are truly highlights,
David and Steve chose to jam on David Meltzer's "Brother," Terry Adams' "You Do Not Have the Right to Remain Silent," Mohammed al-Ajami's "Tunisian Jasmine" and Julio (The Conga Poet) Rodriguez' "Dear Badge Man."

Veteran for Peace Fred Norman checking off his "Vladivostok Checklist."

Vic Sadot, head of the BFUU's Social Justice Committee, taking us home to the "Harbor of Love."