Best Kim Poems
Kim's song in French
Lent son du saxophone ; je m'allonge
et j'écoute les paroles du bon vieux temps,
quand Paris était à la mode,
et que le temps de l'amour est révolu
pour la vieille fille sirotant du vin
à la terrasse d'un café ; fixant,
sommes-nous, les yeux d'un tableau
pluvieux et coloré ; romantiquement
par le son frémissant du saxophone ;
ses notes flottant sur la Seine.
Gouttes de pluie grises, bleues et cerisiers en fleurs ; un sourire subtil sur des lèvres rouges,
rappelant la beauté et les heures passées ;
claquement de talons et belle robe.
Paroles et vocables posés et assurés
régularisent mon cœur, réchauffent mes pulsations.
Une voix fredonne, tandis que les doigts du phoniste s'agitent,
fourmillent tous les sens ; variateur de cabernet.
Kim Patrice Nunez
Had one advantage
She could laugh
Without gaffe
In modern stone age
Dedicated to my lovely friend Kim Patrice Nunez
7th February, 2015
A good friend to us all is our Kim,
Who wears bikinis when off for a swim,
Of course we all dig her,
With her gorgeous figure...
But it’s Jim that Kim is keeping trim.
There's sure a lot of sweeties living amongst us
Kimmie is one, her charms make me gush
She lives far away
But we talk every day
One could say it's a long distance crush
© Jack Ellison 2015
dusktime lullaby
the breeze will rock you... rock you
the nightingale sings
Writing anything political can throw fuel on a fire,
but these Limericks are not meant to ignite anyone.
Just a bit of humor in my opinion. Yes, we all have one.
A Musk rat and a vengeful dog
Both wantin' to be called Boss Hogg
In a rocket they'll launch
The critter with a paunch
Always croaking like a bullfrog
Trump wrote a poem about the day
A verse about those who will pay
For insubordination
He'll demand castration
Through vengeance, he will get his way
Took them all to the launching pad
The rat, the dog, Fat Kim and Vlad
Cast them into deep space
Earth will be a safer place
When it's saved from those who are madddd
Kim Jong Un asked to be on board
It was a seat he could afford
"Take Putin for the ride"
Trump wants him at his side
Into space and beyond they soared
The real 'rocket man,' evil Kim
Thinks the world should belong to him
Trump and Vlad lost in space
Lil Pudge will take their place
And King will be his pseudonym
I never met her
Even in my dreams
But she’s a sister
Who believes in me.
She corrects me
If I made mistakes
Her words motivate me
Trust myself again.
I thank her
She taught me so well
Through best and worst poems
She’s always right there.
We came in same country
Haven’t seen her closely
I know I’ll learn more
If we’ll get along...
A Devil's ad
How do we tell
If Earth's about
To go to hell?
Two leaders, dim
Twice immature
Consider carnage
Cogent cure
If in the midst
Of dueling ids
Cans get kicked
While blowing lids
That final conflict
Fools will fend
Reaping us ALL
Our dusty ...
END.
A Verse by Kim Rodrigues and James E. Lee Sr.-
He Sees Through His Beautiful Eyes We Are Worthy and Worth
As such, we much;
Remain (in…)
Such a beautiful refrain!
Continually praise, our Living King;
Jesus
And I go further
That we are all are God’s children
And we’re worthy
Worthy
Jesus
The sinner and the saint
and we must see the beautiful eyes too!
Glory, Glory…
Alleluia
Jesus
And when God looks at us
Yes! We’re a mess, just filthy rags
But when repentive are true selves
He sees through His beautiful eyes
We are worthy and no longer worthless
Jesus
And I go further
That we are all are God’s children
And we’re worthy
Worthy
Jesus
The sinner and the saint
And we must see the beautiful eyes too!
Glory, Glory…
Hallelujah
Dedicated verse to Kim Rodrigues
Based on her commented words
5/23/19
Written words by by Kim Rodrigues & James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
Kim Kardashian is a beaut, but we all know that she can be a sloot.
She was with Ray J for his dime, now their affair has ended up online.
She looks a bit like her Mom but in her prime.
Sorry Kris, it's past your time.
I wonder what your thinking, in your country far away
And what on earth possesses you to threaten mine today
You allow your people to starve, munitions they are first
While daily people starve to death and many die of thirst
Your father and grandfather should have taught you how to care
Instead they shared their legacy of treating people unfair
Many live in work camps with three generations or more
Simply because they disagreed, so now all must chore
You live in style above the rest, have people who adore
But deep down, I believe that each person longs for more
You teach hatred and despise my country each and every day
For freedom and free choice would take yours away
Your people follow in fear, like robots in a line
I wonder how long they will conform or will it be your time
More and more try to escape, or die instead of live
In a country such as yours that takes much more than it gives
Each building,statue, memorial you have to tell a tale
Of twisted truths and travesties instead they often fail
For freedom is what's needed in the country you call home
Grow food instead of opium,and leave the people alone
You have the power in your hands to change what was past
Hurry please before it's too late you must do it fast
Do not start a war in which more people will die
Because your father and grandfather started it with a lie.
As children are
They all want a pet
I wanted a horse
My little sister wanted a pony
Our parents compromised
They got us a goldfish
Of course we had to name our new pet
We compromised yet again and called him
Turtle
Now turtle would spend hours and hours
Running and jumping around an around in his watery fields
A very fast Turtle he was
We decided to film our little turtle and so we did
The show off would make jokes and acrobats
Turns out he was a real comedian
(also an expert at cards, especially Go Fish)
To out surprise, an evil man didn’t like our wee turtle
Why he called him a darn little monkey
He said he would shatter our fish bowl
Well he called it a Monkey bowel
Then one day we saw something miraculous
A second gold fish
Turns out he was a she
Happily now my sister and I both had pets
She a wee little pony and me
A great big beautiful black stallion
She name her Pony Grasshopper
So worried she was, that the evil man from far away
Would do great harm to us, Grasshopper and Turtle
She said we should get on our pony and horse
And ride away on the ocean, far away and safe
Then all of a sudden, our neighbors Korean Siamese cat jumped
Right through the window, and right smack into the fish bowl
Poor Turtle and Grasshopper, all over the floor
My sister cried her little heart out that day
From that moment forward, I just could never get myself
To drink Orange crush again
Kim shared a room with a tiger
Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
24th December, 2014
Kim shared a room with a tiger
He was from Niamey of Niger
They sang La Nigérienne
In this hotel Vientiane
And they dreamt the dream of Eiger
A clever cookie and a good looky,
But certainly not a poetry rooky,
She always enjoys writing some,
Then stretching out in the Philippine sun,
Let's hope she never plays hooky.
Oh my dear lady
my sad lady
my lonely lady
my grieving lady
Whether we are apart or together
Whether our paths reach that fork
and you choose the right
and I choose the left
We share that common bond
That bond which is absolute
A life-long bond
An exclusive bond
A bloody, brutal bond
An eternal bond
Members of a selective club
Members of a cursed fraternity
We are one of THOSE
those who have loved
loved and lost
a child...