Amsterdam, enthralling
With those canals curling
Concentric art displays
Streets follow the waterways.
Softly, curiosity arouses
Pretty, slim narrow houses
Leaning homes, close together
Are stronger, holding each other
Like saying "unity is power"!
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Posted: Aug 2022
About this poem:
Amsterdam is fascinating!
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This monument escaped destruction
Of Soviet's battles and revolution,
Like a church in Disney's fairytale
With bright rounded candles in the air,
Looking glorious, no melancholy trail
Hopes are strong, faith prevail.
Resembling tulip bulbs in the sky
Or intricate balloons ready to fly,
These cupola crowns reaching heaven
Do you think Russia is forgiven?
Opening turbulent, gloomy wars
With repeated sufferings and scars,
Tough harmony under the stars!
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Posted: Aug 2022
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St. Basil's cathedral is a magnificent architectural piece!
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Inside, outside, up-side down,
Which way should I wear my crown?
Turn me over and spin me around;
Leave me dizzy on the ground.
I lost my cat but now she’s found;
It cost 2 pennies and a pound
To get the guy to bring her round.
And now she’s sleeping – safe and sound.
Went for a stroll about the town,
Stopped at a shop and bought a gown.
Earthy colours, yes, green and brown
Adorned it’s surface…joys abound.
At the circus met a clown
Who sat limply, with a frown.
In his hands was tightly wound
A poster pic of Howard the Hound.
He perched himself upon the mound
That Howard the dog would often bound
To show his tricks - the crowds astound.
“But, alas!” He cried, “the pooch did drown”.
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Posted: Aug 2022
About this poem:
Just having fun with rhymes....
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In his last desperation,
Before he takes his life,
How broad his life was,
How narrow became his mind,-
"Tomorrow can bring a new day!",
"If tomorrow ever comes,"
"Everyday is the same thing,"
What has he done?-
In his self-isolation,
Refusing to feel any pain,
"Time for you to grow up,"
That is what she once said,-
He picked up his guitar,
Carefully placed it in the case,
At the young age of 41,
"Too old for childish games,"-
Yesterday and depression,
Between both, there he stands,
A price for him to go by,
The cost of being a man,-
"Killing myself to provide,"
"I know this can't go on,"
Was the last words he spoke to me,
What has he done?
What have I done?
What I've done--
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Posted: Jan 2022
About this poem:
I wrote this one 4-19-2011 just by basically finger picking at some chords on the guitar, then I started writing and rearranging the sound.
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Evergrande
Evergrande
all built on sand
oh there's trouble in the land
when the old financial band
who went in hand in hand
with the scheme so grand
are exiting as planned
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Posted: Sep 2021
About this poem:
all that excess Chinese real estate, coming home to roost now fellows
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Each poem we read holds a treasure
Some deep feelings one can’t measure
A gem, good luck charm, an amulet
Words of love not to forget.
Each scar a budding flower
Each healed pain has its power
Soft spot one can’t feel or see
Can make a spirit sound and free.
Everything’s a state of mind
Happiness and joy we find
Sad, hurt world may shatter
But a bright heart with love can matter.
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Posted: Feb 2021
About this poem:
Best wishes on Valentine’s Day.
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A 3-letter word of d-o-o-m;
Rife with sounds like “b-o-o-m!”
Kills what comes from the w-o-m-b;
Ends with a hole, or a t-o-m-b.
Why then, especially in this century with all of its changes, is W-A-R still being tolerated?
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Posted: Mar 2022
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Why?....
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Well now…
If the plural of mouse is mice,
And the plural of louse is lice,
Then how could it not possibly be
That the plural of spouse is spice?
Why is it then the rule doesn’t
Also apply to house or to douse?
Nor even grouse, rouse or souse?
Nor even, for that matter, youse?
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Posted: Feb 2023
About this poem:
These English rules...
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Uncertain times, what to do
Can't just sulk and be blue
Can't make a world full of woe
Live with fears, why suffer so...
If it's our time, we have to go
We can't tell, we may never know
It can be fast, it can be slow
Give back our Creator what we owe
Before we part to the valley below.
Flying high where the winds blow
Our spirits join the stars to glow
If it's our time, we have to go
We can't tell, we may never know.
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Posted: May 2020
About this poem:
There's a certain fear with an invisible enemy in our midst. But I believe, if it's our time to go, we have to go wherever we are.
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To illusions or dreams the heart is driven
Though the world is not just about love
And it's the key, connection to heaven
Spreading peace and lighting path thereof
And unto us, a choice of power's given
But a sad world weeps for the lack of love.
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Posted: May 2020
About this poem:
Lockdown thoughts... destruction and suffering in the world because of the lack of love.
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