University of Maryland Poem

From Alma Mater Vol. 2: The Northeast
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*Maryland*

A garden enlivening meets beholder,
Maryland.
The park where sunrays and days are golder,
Maryland.
The school with open trees inside its folder,
Stunning evermore as she grows older,
Taken by this queen are Terps who hold her,
Maryland, Our Maryland.

First Look shows the appeal of the Fair
Maryland.
500-plus clubs welcome and share
Maryland.
Determined as a Terp against a hare,
In race to a place with rapture’s snare,
Halt the march! We made it there!
Maryland! Our Maryland!

North and South, New and Old,
Maryland.
Diversity and union we shall hold,
Maryland.
Halls without scum, a floor we mold
To serve liberties our flag has told,
The colors of black, white, red, and gold,
Maryland, Our Maryland.

Stirring the artist manqué’s core,
Maryland.
Inspiring the soul to sing for more,
Maryland.
With Clarice’s name dashed on the door,
Where Henson’s steps helped set this floor,
Let’s see Art Attack a great encore,
Maryland! Maryland!

Pile at the Mall on McKeldin’s lawn,
Maryland.
Rise to the tulips of M that dawn,
Maryland.
Circle ’round the letter the bulbs have drawn,
At Terrapin’s Turf the night will spawn,
Through dusk together we’ll gulp the yawns,
Maryland, Our Maryland.

Midnight Madness came from one school’s teams,
Maryland.
Fear the Turtle! The slogan screams
Maryland.
On the fields we find the seams,
In Xfinity, the score gap reams,
In all the sports the win light deems,
Maryland, Our Maryland.

Ludwig connects the team with Crew,
Maryland.
National Champions through & through,
Maryland.
Soccer, Basketball, & Lacrosse, too,
Football bleeds the spirit’s spew,
The nightlife now will always brew,
Maryland, Our Maryland.

To moonlight’s call the Terps abide,
Maryland.
The sundial sleeps as toasts collide,
Maryland.
Through columns of white we troll outside,
Diamondback columns have Terps inside,
Wherever Terps are, it’s side by side,
Maryland, Our Maryland!

This College Park has upward swings,
Maryland.
Its toll rises and boldly rings,
Maryland.
Mother of hearts, deliver the wings
To shell out the luck Testudo brings,
With carillons of yore each Terrapin sings,
Maryland, My Maryland!

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University of Maryland Poem

From Alma Mater Vol. 2: The Northeast
Available Now for only 99 cents!

AlmaMater_Northeast-Final

*Maryland*

A garden enlivening meets beholder,
Maryland.
The park where sunrays and days are golder,
Maryland.
The school with open trees inside its folder,
Stunning evermore as she grows older,
Taken by this queen are Terps who hold her,
Maryland, Our Maryland.

First Look shows the appeal of the Fair
Maryland.
500-plus clubs welcome and share
Maryland.
Determined as a Terp against a hare,
In race to a place with rapture’s snare,
Halt the march! We made it there!
Maryland! Our Maryland!

North and South, New and Old,
Maryland.
Diversity and union we shall hold,
Maryland.
Halls without scum, a floor we mold
To serve liberties our flag has told,
The colors of black, white, red, and gold,
Maryland, Our Maryland.

Stirring the artist manqué’s core,
Maryland.
Inspiring the soul to sing for more,
Maryland.
With Clarice’s name dashed on the door,
Where Henson’s steps helped set this floor,
Let’s see Art Attack a great encore,
Maryland! Maryland!

Pile at the Mall on McKeldin’s lawn,
Maryland.
Rise to the tulips of M that dawn,
Maryland.
Circle ’round the letter the bulbs have drawn,
At Terrapin’s Turf the night will spawn,
Through dusk together we’ll gulp the yawns,
Maryland, Our Maryland.

Midnight Madness came from one school’s teams,
Maryland.
Fear the Turtle! The slogan screams
Maryland.
On the fields we find the seams,
In Xfinity, the score gap reams,
In all the sports the win light deems,
Maryland, Our Maryland.

Ludwig connects the team with Crew,
Maryland.
National Champions through & through,
Maryland.
Soccer, Basketball, & Lacrosse, too,
Football bleeds the spirit’s spew,
The nightlife now will always brew,
Maryland, Our Maryland.

To moonlight’s call the Terps abide,
Maryland.
The sundial sleeps as toasts collide,
Maryland.
Through columns of white we troll outside,
Diamondback columns have Terps inside,
Wherever Terps are, it’s side by side,
Maryland, Our Maryland!

This College Park has upward swings,
Maryland.
Its toll rises and boldly rings,
Maryland.
Mother of hearts, deliver the wings
To shell out the luck Testudo brings,
With carillons of yore each Terrapin sings,
Maryland, My Maryland!

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University of Maryland Baltimore County Poem

From Alma Mater Vol. 2: The Northeast
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*UMBC*

The two days that validate your existence:
The day that you are born,
And the day that you start living.

Lovers learn that life begins when
they find the other life form
that was born to be with them.
There are many ways to uncover love…
Finding that someone through chemistry,
and discovering life in Baltimore together…
Is the Scientific Method.

First questioning where on earth
they have been for the past two decades,
but after concluding that what matters
is the here and now…
It can be marked as an excused absence.
They then gather information on one another
through study dates inside the library…
They hypothesize that this will be a strong bond;
If through it all, they can stay together.
This is tested not only by time together…but time apart.
Going out with friends on Thursdays to the Fish Head Cantina…
Having film nights with buddies down the hall in the dorms…
Or taking the roommate to Flat Tuesdays for Happy Hour
after a long day of lectures…
The analysis of the data is that even when in other company,
they remained a conjoined particle.
They then experiment new things together:
Different Foods of Market Street in the Commons
from sushi to Famiglia Pizza,
Enjoying great student bands at
Quad Mania with a love that amplifies
with every shared song.

Love is a test with different answers and many trick questions,
but for two to find the same answer without cheating
Is when you’ve found it…
And yes, it takes
True Grit.

And after you’ve proven the results,
Then you can go on and
Tell the world.

For most, life does not begin
till there is love,
and certainly life does not exist
without love…
And when college life seems lost
Due to lack of activity,
and it needs such science
to produce new believers,
Love is here—yes it is found…
for
We—are the Retrievers.

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Your Complicated Soul

Your Complicated Soul

 

*Your Complicated Soul*

You are not a pair of brown, soft angled eyebrows hanging above shadowed gray-sky eyes.

You are not a triangular face holding a head of blonde and brown streaks highlighted by hanging burgundy leaks in a room that complements your gentle-orange cheeks.

You are not a pair of delicate, flushed lips or a fair even tone with high cheek bones.

You are neither frail nor fragile.

You are not exposed but you are not covered.

You are not enlightened but you are not ignorant.

You are not a thinly frame in a flowing dark dress.

No, you are not what they think you are.
Though not even you know what you truly are.

You are not

weak, not strong, not afraid, not brave,
You are not a girl,
but you are more than a woman:
You are a
Magnificent,
Most Complicated Soul.

Painted by Juliette Caron

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Artist’s Dilemma

 

*Artist’s Dilemma*

This “common artist” is about to ascend
Ten Stories High —

Don’t look now.

Now I’ve reached a place where I’m afraid to fall —

Don’t look down.

My art has taken control,
It uplifts me high with an exhilarating view —
But I am afraid that if I choose to let go —
That I’ll end up becoming
Just like you.

Do I continue to rise
or
Come back down to earth?

Should I remain alone with only art as my companion?
Or do I release and return to join the rest of you?
I am so high
on Fumes.
Still —
This remains a terrifying view.

Painted by Chet Davis

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Bowie State University Poem

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*Bowie State University*

In a Glenn Dale Elementary classroom,
A male graduate from Bowie State University
is not simply standing over these young learners,
He is giving them a figure to look up to.
Many times we wonder where our youth went wrong,
When often it takes a male role model to teach them right
While their minds are most apt to adapt.
Because for any child to learn the right way:

They first must see an example.

Though our teachers do not raise these children,
We make them Rise
like the sound of the bell
to fight the false beliefs
that they’re what’s already lost.

Bowie State is where pedology first became
a program, and as such
obstetricians of education,
We prepare your young for life.

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Morgan State University Poem

From Alma Mater Vol. 2: The Northeast
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*Morgan State*

It’s an Iota house party on a Friday night,
and as its tempo begins to pick up,
bodies begin to move.
Anybody who’s been to a college party
knows that dances do not last for long.
Partners may change before the song is over
or at the most
go through the night
into bedrooms where the rhythm is
heightened. For two members of the
MSU Modern Dance Ensemble,
they have danced together into places
even the most keen performance spectator
remained oblivious. Under violet stage lights
set to “Like You’ll Never See Me Again” by Alicia,
with the attendance capacity for two’s love
set to their new record.
They’ve learned from the best marching band in the state
how to move in unison. They agreed not to play the heart
like a trumpet, but to find true love’s highest playing card & trump it.
The wall at this frat party is lined with bystanders.
Watching the sweat fly as bodies connect for
a temporary spark. Indeed love is a hard grind,
it takes more than sweat for its tiles to secure,
both sides must work the floor.
The dancers danced into the night after one of their
more provocative performances,
and for their four years at MSU, they kept dancing.
They danced on for a lifetime of laughter, grandchildren,
and song,
and found a permanent home in one another’s love.
One left the party when it was her time,
And the other’s steps were not far behind.
With the heavenly sounds of MSU’s choir
still in them,
they had something to dance to when they leapt
into one another’s arms…
and into their
Homecoming.

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