Best Chu Poems
Lord, teach me to achieve.
Teach me to love what I do.
Teach me to do what I love.
Teach me to truly achieve,
but by your standards,
not the worlds',
so that I might achieve
that which is worthwhile
and lasting,
not fleeting
nor empty.
And,
when I am finally called
to give an accounting
of what I have achieved,
may what I have achieved
speak well of me,
so that I might achieve
that which is truly lasting-
eternal life.
AMEN.
This is dedicated to the following people who have
treated me with kindness and respect:
Carol Brown( The true den mother of this site.); Brian Strand ( I like your thinking and your
contests!); Michael Jordan: ( Be well and safe, sir.);Reuben Ortellao:( Holy Imagination,
Batman!);
Brandlee Augustus;Laura McKenzie; Deborah Guzzi: ( The Wise woman of the mystical arts.);
Catie Lindsay;Sharon Weimer; Donna Golden;Karen O'Leary ( Kind and thoughtful.);Trudy
Diane Ryder:(That name is poetry.);Carrie Richards ( Enthusiastic is your middle
name.);James Peranteau: ( Thank you.);Sara Kendrick;Sean Kelly ( A fellow Irishman!); Hai
Au Chu;
Derrick Burton ( Thank you, too.); Frances King;Krista Kurth;Frank Herrerra; Carolyn
Devonshire:( ever the polite lady.)
Thank you. This one is for YOU!
FOB Echo Iraq was a forward operation base near the Babylon site in the city of Diwaniya, in fact the US military put security hesco and fencing around the ruins for protection from all of the goons in the region. This was a hot base and the hajis would lob at least 3 salvos of mortar on us each day. February 06 i was walking from my CHU to the DFAC for lunch and i heard a rocket scream over head at low altitude, sounded like a high performance jet, about the most startling sound I've ever heard.. a hot second later the KBR laundry facility went up in an incredibly loud boom, a huge ball of fire, smoke, dust and debris ...... was the first to the entrance, the place was in flames and lying about 20 feet in the inside the door was the body of this cute girl wearing a blue KBR t shirt, she was folded in half.. i don't believe or at least i tell myself she didn't suffer or felt stress. i still see her face, just a cute girl, kind of mulatto, pretty, just trying to make a living and support her family back in the islands. Shortly after the US brought in Strikers and they raged havoc on the area for several weeks. That was and remained a hot base. Never so glad when i was on Cat Fish Air out of that hole... occasionally like last night, she comes to visit me in my dreams
kids get distraction
oh I love Pokemon Go
parents get action
once I've had a Peek-at-chu
can't wait to play Poke the mom
7/30/16
They say
?There are a million ways?
To say I love you
In this day and age?
I could only find
?In my computer’s brain?
The words
to say I love you?
In 53 languages
of the 10,000 languages
?Spoken on this planet
Someday I may be able
?To say the simple words
?I love you?
In all know languages?
This will have to suffice for a start
So I will say it
?Loud, and clear?
Just so you understand:
I love you (English)
Mein tumse pyar karta hoon (Hindi)
?Tu Tane prem karoo chu (Gujarati)
?Ame tomake bhalo bashe (Bengali)
?Me tula premkarto (Marati)?
Hum apse mohabbat karte hain (Urdu
?Mein thoda prem karanga (Punjabi)
?Man Dooset Daram
(Persian)
?Ana Ahabik Yanooni (Arabic)
?Havala (Hebrew)
Yongchon(Chinese)
?Aloha (Hawaian)
?Cinta(Indonesian)
?Dangshinun sarang hayo (Korean)?
Ajo (Japanese)
?Kasih (Malay)
?Phom tirak khun krap (Thai)?
Akoay Paginghe ikou (Tagalog)
?Toi yeu ong(Vietnamese)
Renmen (Creole)
?Jesuis L’amour voies(French)
?Liefdle (Flemish)
?Estoy amor tu (Spanish)?
Yosono amore tu (Italian)
?Estou o amore tu (Portugese)
Dashuri (Albanian)
?Maiteizam (Basque)?
OBHYAM (Bulgarian)
?Ljubav (Croatian)
?Laska (Czech)
?Jeger en kaerlighed du (Danish)
?Ikben houden van jig (Dutch)
?Gra (Gaelic)
?Ich bin lieben tu (German)
?Agape/eros (Greek)
?Ami (Esperanto)?
Armastama (Estonian)
?Rakam (Finish)
?Envagyok szeretet te (Hungarian)
?Elska (Icelandic)
?Ejekirin (Kurdish)
?Milestiba (Latvian)
?Meile (Lithuanian)
?Eu dragoste tu (Romanian)
?JHOBOEL Lubush (Russian)
?Elske (Norweigan)
?Easka (Slovak)?
JBYBAB (Serbian)?
Jagdan karlek du (Swedish)
?KOYATH (Ukraine)
?Benin sevi sen (Turkish)?
Ahava (Yiddish)
Ngingu u thando ungu (Zulu)
It's been so long since I had a proper girlfriend
I've forgotten what to do
The one I have now takes my breath away
And she's made of rubber too
I'm so tired after blowing so much
I haven't the energy to do anything else
It just defeats the object
So I just put her back un the box
And put her back upon the shelf.
When I bought her I was attracted by the red hot babe on the box
I asked the man for a plain paper bag and gave him 200 bucks
It claimed luscious Linda
Had real ling black hair and promised to fill me with delight
But I got shock when I opened the box that night
Instead of luscious Linda
She looked more like Fu man chu
And the instructions were written in Chinese
So I didn't have a clue.
What I really want is companionship
A great friend a kiss and hug
In a proper relationship
For I have so much love to give
And have a lot of life to live.
Someone I can trust and serenade on my piano or guitar
Someone with a nice car
If your that girl
No matter where you are
Please get in touch
And send a picture of the car.
Peter Dome.copyright.2015.July.
I got like a million reasons to keep it going. Because I’m determined dad.
I’m always be inside of my bag.
Trying to give my son what I never had.
And I admit that I fell off to battle all of my demons.
Call me Sorin. I’m a Mastar.
Rushing all of these beats when my flow begins.
For 6 years been makin room like Mr. B. I throw bows.
This young MC keeps going in.
They expect me to break, but, I won’t.
Cuz it’s not my ending.
So stop pretending that you haters have never stole my bars.
You can’t take my storm. Like Salazar, I’m a Slytherin through the yard.
Bar for bar, no one’s as cold as me.
Except for a certain few.
Like my homie Rugga, big Ace, Nonchalant, Halo, Billy and Clio too.
Problem cool and my sister Chu.
Rongine and that nerdy dude.
We in the streets and we paying dues.
While y’all paying boosters for fake shoes.
Y’all really are driving me insane.
I swear I be trying to stay in my lane.
But all you suckas swerving and hitting curbs.
I’m pushing you out of the game.
With the way that I be killing these flows.
I’m beginning to know.
There’s more to life than getting a hoe.
And taking her home.
And getting her to polish the chrome and ba-ba-ba-bone.
I hear these haters talking, but, they see me, ain’t a sound.
I’m known as the ring leader and you haters just some clowns.
When I start to feel the rhythm and the bass begins to pound.
I’m the Dante of the music underground.
Pull the devil trigger.
Ima heat it up. Heat it up.
Grab it up and I eat it up. Eat it up.
Any track ima beat it up beat it up.
With the way a brotha speed it up. Speed it up.
Let’s get it now.
Saw that they were happy when they thought that I was down.
So, I’m bout to hit my flicker step at the speed of sound.
Pull the devil trigger now.
Out of the hills of St. Catherine and the plains of Linstead
emerge a warrior princess…
A victor not a victim of her circumstances, struggles or plight
Miss Claris
With warm, loving, industrial hands she raised a large bunch of children…
Curry saltfish, roti, curry goat, fried chicken,
Mackerel run-down, roast yam, bammy
She could cook it all…
Miss Claris
Fierce, blunt, tell it like it is –Miss Claris
She has an endless list of alias for everyone-
Miss Uptown (that’s me), Dunnie, Baugh, Tony, Pauline, Junie, Mellow, Mousy, Sueie, Manchin, Chu-cho, Lovene, Darkie, Sam, Tin-Tin, Troy, PAULINE
Miss Claris
A fantastic sense of style, unconventional sense of religion, devotion to family and friends and a beautiful smile:
Miss Claris
Here’s to all my champions, yes you, this is my thing
You are the yam, cocoa, breadfruit, cornmeal dumpling
Pumpkin, dasheen, and potato, in my pot of soup
An excellent, poetic, supportive, pen loving group
You, David Smalling, make my day most bright
With Audrey, you encourage me to put forth a good write
Sweetheart Linda, love her spirit, says such sweet things
Constance, Sara, Wilma, Doris and Carolyn, you give me wings
Carol, Andrea, Thvia, Nette, Joyce, John Freeman, Dr Ram
L’nass, John Loving iii, Poet Destroyer, the best with a slam
Monica, Nikko, Francine, SKAT, HGarvey, Nate, Chris, Sheri, Carrie
Catie, Noel, Rachel, Robert, Matthew, Walayee, sweet like cheery
Susan, Adell, Fabiyas, Sena, Sylvia, Sharon, Ralph, it is true
Barbara, Rick, Diane, Robert Dufresne, it is all because of you
Hai Au Chu, David Byrne, Jayne, Diane, each giving as a friend
Kimberly, Michael, Kevin, not the least because you are at the end
With Thanks always, Joy (Jew)
The Power of the Manifest:
"Love Nest"
Dinner at sunset,
the delectable table is spread
before a vista of deep pink,
burnt orange, persimmon
and shades of violet blue,
below us emeralds linger
towards the sapphire of life,
real, shining and rippling,
the flow,
alabaster sailed tall ships
out the window
breaching a wake
on dreams towards us,
safe harbour,
a room with a view
and a bridge
inviting the muse
to cross the bow,
to stay
to whisper
with the Siren
secrets sensual, singing
southern operatic tunes
in passionate hues
beneath the now becoming
diamond strung
sky of midnight
indigo blue
one becomes
the two
in the quiet hours
An eagle, far from
the safe confines of
his homely nest,
wings extended intense,
hovers outside,
considers the feast,
then flies through the open window
he stays for a while
longer than intended
lives without hood
and fettered bell ringing talons
with a calm sea'd mistress
who's murdered crows
to
manifest
the future
in it's
calm and peaceful
Nowness
He is free to
come and go
to cross the
Bridge
to find the
Tree of Life
the golden hounds
to cross the
the bough
the air breathless, burns
"as honeycomb sway in the tree..."
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
"Make It Wit Chu" /Queens of the Stone Age
https://youtu.be/G9RA5v9Hy44
1. Bow
The bow is the forward part of the hull of a ship or boat, the point that is usually most forward when the vessel is underway.
a weapon for shooting arrows, typically made of a curved piece of wood joined at both ends by a taut string.
Puzzle Man
Sex is sex with connections
According to “them”, chemistry plays a part
There are a lot of ins and outs, ups and downs with coitus
It has been suggested certain parts are needed for functionality
Utilization of external & internal parts might be required
Facts of life in accordance with birds and bees philosophy
“They” say it’s all about relations, (perhaps aided by vibrators or vibrations)
There are 3 kinds of sex;
1.) Playing by oneself with one self
2.) Sex between 2 persons
3.) Orgies? Or morgies? Or mortgages? (ménage a trios might fit this
category)
I’m confused about mortgages and it does not sound like fun
Then there’s sex with animals but that’s just wrong
Commitment plays another part, free will with honor, monogamy
Other people pay for it. (Don’t get lost. Stay focused. We’re talking sex.)
A business transaction, that comes with or without diseases
Trying not to be litigious
“They” also say other things regarding human beings and sex
Compatibility, social, economic, religious components weigh in
All is well with puzzle man….if he has a home, a job, a car
The car, as far as we know, always trumps a bike when dating
Competition is healthy in relations “they” say
Parties involved in coitus know
Sex doesn't happen on its own
One must be properly lubricated and maintained
Like an auto or chu chu train
I imagine it must be like a banana penetrating a donut
Not a savory sight
Again…. You need a home, or shopping cart, or car
Even up in a tree will do if you’re in the mood
To be accomplished
Reading books on what parts fit with other parts is desirable
They say the most important thing about such things is love
I wouldn't know about such things
It’s all a puzzle to a little man like me
I only have a bicycle you see so sex is out of the question
Also, I’m only 3
Mother is about to bathe me
She had better keep her hands to herself
I want to figure these things out alone and by myself
To write a minichu?
Some short but clever poetry to bring a smile…
Think it through.
Give it a try?
I'll have to chu on it a while -
Should I?
I guess
I like this style -
Yes!
To write a minichu?
I'll have to chu on it a while -
Yes!
Written 20 Oct 2020
.Y r men dog if women cnt be *****es
Y r women hoes if men also out here gettin it
Y do we fite wit guns instead of hands
Y do lil niggaz get guns n think dey da man
Y did ppl tell me I was gonna be nuttin in life
Y did I fuk dat gurl? Dat was somebodys "wife"
Y do I get stared at by white ppl
Y do blk ppl die first in erry sequal
Y r we walkin through da world blind
Y dnt we let our inner souls shine
Y do we as men chase da cat
Y do ladies put it out dere to gives us somethin to bite at
Y do rappers influence kids to use violence
Y did da world fuk maya angelou to where she lived in silence
Y do ppl die at all
Y can't dey stay wit us n live a life so long
Y do dese fuk niggaz beat women
Y do dese dumb women keep lettin em
Y don't dese dead beat dads do somethin
Y don't dese baby mommaz stop frontin wen dey do somethin
Y I cnt jus have a gurl fo me n ain't fo da team
Y she gotta be a hoe or gold digga dats only bout dat cream
Y chiks fitin ova niggaz n vice versa
Y is ***** niggaz becomin contagious like mersa
Y do ppl talk about chu n den smile like thangs kool
Y do da person protectin his life get put outta skool
Y am I too nice to ppl
Y do I see through games like a peephole
Y r we shunned fo not goin to church
Y do da ppl dat shun do dirt afta church
Y da ppl dat dnt like me jus stare
Y do I be laughin wen i see em errywhere
Y am I such an ******* now
Y do females gotta keep playin around
Y u hataz mad at me
Y am I askin dat question? Y'all cn stay mad at me
I try to stay calm
But my mind seeks her control
My wife, Haiku Chu
The sky is light
The moon is brighter
The paths are clearer
The fastest legs ply
Abonyi village stands in silence
To wails of frogs and flies
Only the stubborn child cries
To the ‘chu-ko chu-ko’ sounds of beds
The day has been bade well
The gongs of my heart struck
Awakened!
The earliest crow heard
The windows of the eyes,
Still fixed
The doors of the ears,
Widely left ajar
Foregoing the croaks in a yard
Awaiting the tiptoes of a mile
But to-dawn
The tiptoes of the sneaker,
Has faded
Drowning with it
The whispering escort
My door is barren
Refusing to imitate the dawn’s before
Where the tiptoes of the sneaker;
Careful to avoid the distract of the roosters
The gentle struck on a door
And the soft whispers of a lover
Tickles the ears of an expectant
Aw! The spell of poverty
Striking the young of Abonyi village
Has compelled the sneaker, my lover
Into the big mouth of no-man’s-land
In search of a better tomorrow
The night still glows cold
Longer than ever told
With loneliness,
Striking the note of the good times
Once spent together
The window the moon looks like an eye,
And the wolves are howling behind the wall
The outside world is cruel,
And someone in the darkness coming for me...
In the darkness she heard sobs,
What, maybe there crying child?
But Chu... maybe it's the voice of the bittern?
That scream, or to wait for a guest who?
But no, the crying, not the child,
The cries in the dark succubus -
The vampire's daughter, in the village,
Heart suddenly lost...
Hungry in the village she flew,
Looking for a victim in the pitch darkness,
And as luck would have caught a couple -
He someone a home was drunk.
And our vamp deciding to wait,
While they parted,
Decided in the house to go to her,
After all, there is Rodney.
Sweetheart guy waited a long time
And I was ready to leave,
But then he ran,
All flushed from love.
Plays blood... do you smell that?
She is still in bloom.
Sweet, tall, curly hair,
Loved the guy more than anyone.
For her sake he was ready mountains,
Collapse on the way the two of them,
But only here did not know it was he,
Who met her on the way...
....................................
15.12.13 AKC