I had the opportunity last month to attend the most amazing event, actually it was two events held by the same entities on the same day. The people at Dewmore Baltimore teamed up with Maryland Institute College of Art (MICA) and put on two spectacular events. It was a big day for Me and My son personally because My son was being honored at one of the events.
We attended the LTAB ( Louder Than A Bomb) finals for middle and high school before attending a book release event that My son was taking part in. The LTAB was amazing, I’ve written about Dewmore Baltimore before, this local group of poets give these kids a way to express themselves unlike I’ve ever heard from minds and hearts so young.
These children write their own poems and perform them with meticulous execution. Some of the teens brought tears to my eyes in telling their life stories through their writing.
I had shared a few videos from that day below and more are available on youtube. If you go through My videos you will find even more youth poets.
The middle school and high school LTAB events were separated by a book release event called Baltimore Art Rising.
Baltimore Art Rising is a poetry anthology put together jointly by MICA and Dewmore Baltimore featuring the poetry of youth under the age of 18. My own son was one of those youth represented in Baltimore Art Rising and we were so excited to be a part of it.
The set up was really nice plus they set out a beautiful spread of appetizers and snacks. Each student who had a poem published in the anthology also had their poem turned into visual art and it was hung gallery style at MICA. The young poets had their poems turned into visual art and also received a copy that visual version of their poem framed.
One of the young women I recently introduced you to through the site was also one of the featured youth poets. You guys remember Mecca right? She was a judge for the high school LTAB finals as well.
It was so wonderful to watch the kids all lit up and beaming with pride as they walked up to accept their visual poems. I was such a proud parent. Spending the day with My son and kids his age while listening to them speak about such adult topics was eye opening. We’d like to fool ourselves into thinking they are children like we were, but they aren’t. The world they are growing up in is so different than anything we experienced at their ages and they have to stories to back it up.
Want to see more pics from the events? Check out the gallery below and remember for more videos check this link. Click a Photo to make it bigger.
Name: Mecca verdell
Sapphire: When I met you I was introduced to you as Mecca but I’ve come to know you as M E C C A ~M O R P H O S IS. How did the name come about?
Mecca: I got the name from another nickname actually, “Meccaroni” and I wondered what other words I could play around with. So it went from Meccaroni…to Meccatron…then one day Meccamorphosis was born and it sound awesome to me so I stuck with it.
Sapphire: You perform as a part of DewMore Baltimore. Can you tell us about the program and how you got involved?
Mecca: Getting involved with DewMore had to be the best experience of my life so far. I came into the program through a club they had for western high school then started writing more and more. I was looking for an outlet since Western didn’t have a theater club at the time and poetry was a perfect blend of acting and writing. Now to be a writer is a career I hope to have.
Sapphire: How long have you been writing and performing poetry and spoken word? What influenced
Mecca: I’ve been writing for little over a year now, and I owe it all to my mentors at Dewmore Baltimore.
Sapphire: You’re not a Baltimore native but you’re making quite a name for yourself in the city. Where are you from and what was it like relocating here? Did you find it easy to assimilate?
Sapphire: I’m from New Jersey and I was just starting to have a footing there but right when things started to go right it went sour with family issues and such. So having a complete new start in Baltimore was a huge change for me. Especially with Baltimore being so other worldly but then again so am I in my own way. I awkwardly felt at home as soon as I started to meet the right people.
Sapphire: You recently hosted your own open mic event for the first time. How’d you pick the name
Ryhmin Noodles? What was it like to host your own event?
Mecca: Recently I started the first independent youth open mic, and it was the most stressful time of my life. I was worried but it was nice seeing my dreams come true. I called it “Rhymin noodles” after a verse by one of my favorite artist Chance the rapper. “I should rhyme, rhyme with ramen noodles.” Its was a good success for a first open mic and I owe to my poetry family, my parents, also the owners of Breaking Bread restaurant for letting me host the show at their establishment.
Sapphire: You’re a co-host on VVC Radio? What is your show about and when is it on?
Mecca: I started co-hosting on VVC online radio in November I believe. It was right after my first interview they asked me to join with Speak, the main host of the show. The show is called Speakeasy Poetry Radio. We talking about current events in music and poetry locally and nationally every Monday at 8 on VVCRadio.com
Sapphire: What inspires you? What topics do you find yourself compelled to write about?
Mecca: I write about everything, at least I try to. Because I don’t want to be limited at all. I wanna make poem on almost every topic in a new refreshing way.
Sapphire: Switching gears a little, you’re not just a spoken word artist/writer, you’re also an activist. You marched for justice for Freddie Gray and locked yourself in a government building
overnight in the name of justice. Were you arrested? What inspired you to get involved
Mecca: I got involved because my friends needed me to but I don’t like calling myself an activist just because I got arrested. It wasn’t solely for the cause even though I was in the moment. I did it because I wanted to make sure my friends were safe. And that they weren’t hurt in way. But now I’ve been more active ever since. I’m an ambassador at LBS (Leaders of a Beautiful Struggle) where I use art to give attention to different issues. I still feel like I cant call myself an activist. Not just yet.
Sapphire: What can we expect to see from you in the near future?
Mecca: I hope to push poetry to new limits as my writing grows. I don’t wanna give to much because I have such a big mouth, but I’m working on a poetry mix tape called “Unaprosegetic.” It talks on all social issues about blackness in a new way. But I’m also making this mix tape to kind of “scratch” black lives matter poems off my list. I also have a lot of projects coming up so stay tuned.
Sapphire: Where can people follow your work? Drop them links on us.
Mecca: As I always say “you can follow me everywhere but my house” @meccamorphosis on all social media.
I met David a few years ago and his spirit is so beautiful. He is a true testament to show that no matter what state the body is in the mind can be alive and active. In a nursing home for many years , David writes to pass the time. Check out his ode to a furry friend below.
THE TIME HAS COME TO SAY GOOD BYE TO A FRIEND. I USE TO FILL MY BAG WITH SNACKS THAT HE WOULD EAT. MOUSES HAD NO MONEY TO SPEND. GONE ARE THE DAYS OF PISTACHIO’S AND CHIPS, EVEN THE MIXED NUTS THAT WERE EATEN OFF AT THE TIP. BUT THE STAFF GOT WISE AND SAID THERE IS AN ENEMY AMONG US. SO THEY PUT TOGETHER A PLAN WITHOUT A FUSS/ WELL IN COMES A MAN WITH HIS BAG OF TOOLS SETTING HIS TRAPS TO MAKE THE MOUSE A FOOL. THE DAYS WENT BY NEVER HEARD A SOUND MY AIDE CAME IN JUST THE OTHER DAY SHE SAID IT SMELLED REAL STRANGE. SHE COULD NOT STAY WE LOOKED AROUND COULD NOT FIND A MOUSE. I HOPE HE IS RESTING IN HIS MOUSE HOUSE. BYE BYE MR. MOUSE
THOUGHTS BY D.K. MILES LEVINDALE POET
I’m tired of turning on the news and hearing political views that don’t coincide with a true picture of America,
I’m tired of hearing politicians spew and project an attitude that there is nothing wrong in America,
I’m tired of States banging Red and Blue and arguing about which side is true today …I said today… In America,
And I’m tired of racist views by police and people reporting the news who spin lies about America,
See I haven’t been around forever but I’m clever enough to see when you feed lies to me about the body that’s found deceased in the middle of neighborhood streets and yet you tell lies and have us think that innocent you will be until they blast the truth across the TV screens……
and we have the truth laid out for us….
Cops killing our children, our mothers our fathers, our brothers our sisters, our past and our futures,
And then I turn on the TV and I see more violence…..
But this time the hood is quiet, cause the science is that someone has shoot an Officer of the law and now he is in the ICU slowly dying…..
Do we not see that this human being killed is someone child, or mother or father, or brother or sister, ……this was someone’s past and future,
And I turn away….I can’t stomach it anymore, I need fresh air, I can’t breath, my feelings are raw and open to the core, I’m sore from the inside out because death has become so common that after I’m told someone died I turn around 5 mins later and ask what was the score to the game… And they told me,
But what they should have told me was that the score is a lot to a little,
A lot of death to too little life,
A lot of pain to few memories of joy,
A lot of sorrow for those who died today and will never see the beauty or horror of tomorrow,
I am scared to raise a child in a world where keeping it real is WSHH material,
I’m afraid to raise a child in a world where kids are snatched out of front yards,
killed inside the schools they learn in,
and preyed on by adults we are suppose to trust,
I fear raising a son who has to navigate adult choices at tender ages because our youth is looked at as a walking statistic…
Likely to be the next…athlete, drug dealer, gangbanger, deadbeat father, or felon,
I fear raising my daughter in a world where she must always be aware that someone is out to do her harm,
where her innocence is precious and a thief waits in the dark to steal it from her,
where a nice word must be looked at with skepticism and caution,
I want my children to grow up and be all the great things that they dream of when they sleep that drool soaked sleep wit a slight smile on their faces,
I want our children to know that we are doing things today so that they have a better tomorrow,
I want these children to know that we can get our act together so there is a safe world for them to raise children in in the future,
And all of this has me tired
This world this day and age when we are so advanced and yet still so behind,
I’m tired of the talk and rhetoric about what’s wrong while we never take the time to do what’s right,
I’m tired of the finger pointing and grandstanding and the me as the center of the world movement ,
I’m tired of it all…….
But I won’t stop because I have someone who expects more and deserves more from me,
I will continue to work to make my circle of influence better,
And if that keeps me tired then I know when I finally rest that I gave everything I could to make the future better for our future….
I told ya’ll during the summer that I had fallen in love with the youth poets of Dew More Baltimore when I got the chance to witness them performing an open mic and then attended one of their scripted productions. I was ecstatic to find out they would be performing at the Baltimore Book Festival
I made sure to get there early and was glad I did, the youth did a hour of spoken word and poetry performances before sitting down to have a panel discussion and answer questions from the crowd. They were so articulate and knowledgeable. I’m in the process of loading the videos to My youtube page. Below you get a treat, the first one that I had a chance to upload is how they started out the show and this young man will leave you with chills.