Best Lar Poems
Inspired by a new contest
that has recently appeared
in The Soup.
It seems the gauntlet, (has been thrown down)
A line drawn in the sand
A challenge made to see "What's What"
To those who'll fall or stand
And strips away the accolades
Of poems that are bland
No more X's, no more O's
No more patting on the backs
No more two word kindly comments
Just the straight but helpful facts
And when dissecting poems
Try not to use an axe
You might be toting genuine skill,
Or blessed with parity
But writing Great Stuff, takes more than just will
Now, that's been a rarity
To get critiqued on ones own bill
Instead of pop-u-lar-i-ty
OK
Someone leaked this poem
I thought I hid it well
I didn't post on the net
and there's no one I would tell
Perhaps it's North Korea
heard they're hacking everyone
or that group they call the Lizards
just out to have some fun
Now all the time I spent
to write it, gone to waste
All millions have to do now
is simply cut and paste
I'm sure by now, around the world
everyone has downloaded
and my pop-u-lar-i-ty
on the web, exploded
But I still have some little gems
of which I'll never let them peek
unless of course, I find the source
of how my poems leak
Welcome! everybody now
Europeans, Italians and otherwise
Wild birds all set to crow
Intent on pretzels and gnocchi
Liters of beer and wine prevail
Local foods will make you drool
Party-goers in the groove gear up
Arriving with cheers - Huzza!
Returning guests and those on tour
Teetotalers too we will admit
You are welcome; come and stay
Lederhosen and dirndls, dress apparel
Initial parade complete with confetti
Kicks off the breweries' lark
Every first Sunday, a costume parade
Trendy tents offer entertainment
Historic foods, mostly deutsch
Even children enjoy rides and flume
Reservations you will prefer
Early evening tents may close
Should safety cause concerns
No first-timer can turn down
Ox on a spit and all things potato
Thrills last for more than a fortnight
Oompah music always crescendo
Munich Madness - groups perform
Oktoberfest yodeling, give it a go
Regulation insures your beer -
Real German malt lager
Official toast, “O'zapft is!” - Cheerio!
We will party like there’s no tomorrow
written as a double acrostic on November 7, 2016
Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI
Pride-ta-start...'n-bloom-ta...bloom...when-it's...
All-time...star...do/your...sil-ver-'n-blue...
Check-er/D...flags...
Give...way?
Pride-ta-start...'n-bloom-ta...bloom...when-it's...
All-time...star...do/your...sil-ver-'n-blue...
Check-er/D...flags...
Give...way?
When-a...scent-ed/rose...drifts-past/Main...on-an-air-y...
Sky-less...night.
And-a...crack-of-thun/der...roars-your...in-ner...beast!
You're-the...bet-ta/beat!
Beat-'n-beats...a-thump/'ng...an-a-thump/'ng!
You're-the...bet-ta/beat!
Beat-'n-beasts...a-thump/'ng...an-a-thump/'ng!
Toss-a/worth-less...sil/va...dol-lar...to-a...pride-ta-shame!
When-you...toss-a/worth-less...sil/va...dol-lar...to-a...
Pride-ta-shame!?!?
Ti/ny-fire/crack-ers...bloom-ta-start...'n-bloom/past...Main!
She-pet/als...straight/past...Main!
Ti/ny-fire/crack-ers...bloom-ta-start...'n-bloom/past...Main!
When-a...scent-ed/rose...drifts-past/Main...on-an-air-y...
Sky-less...night!
And-a...crack-of-thun/der...roars-your...in-ner...Beast!
You're-the...bet-ta/beat!
Beat-'n-beasts...a-thump/'ng...an-a-thump/'ng...
You're-the...bet-ta/beat!
Beat-'n-beasts...a-thump/'ng...an-a...thump/'ng!
Ti/ny-fire/crack-ers...burst...ta-first...an...check-er/D...
Flags-drop/in-to...first-place!
Ti/ny-fire/crack-ers...burst...ta-first...an...check-er/D...
Flags-drop/in-to...first-place!
D-A-N-I-C-A!!!
D-A-N-I-C-A!!!
PAT/TRICK!!! PAT/TRICK!!!
SHE'S...FIRST/PLACE!!!
SHE'S...FIRST/PLACE!!!
Poet's Own Notes:
WE ALL LOVE YOU DANICA PATRICK...YOU HAVE INSPIRED
THE NATIONS!!!
Yes the Catheolic's will have their day, so do the Protestent and the Baptish and also
the Christian's are all subject to see sad day's. Yes-yes happiness is an adjective de-
scribing a feeling that becomes seen on the faces of all that celebrate Christmas in
their own way. In their own way, face's tend to hide just what is going on in their lives
as pain or some tragedy has happen, and now all the commercialism of this particu-
lar day (Christmas) is more convind and the more serious picture is doctrinated in their
minds. Some mother's on this day may find it hard, a child is gone and somewhere even
walking thru the crowded malls, there's still an emptiness that the pagentry of the holi-
day's doesn't miss the heartache or a good gesture of kindness want replace.
The story tells us in our bible that he's the sacrificial lamb of life that shall die for the
sinner's you and I and even the great new's of the Messiah, born in Bethlehem can not
stop the flow of tears when the Catheolic's, Protestent, Baptish and all the many different
religious folks realize they had killed the son of God. "Sad day's of Christmas, Jesus you
are that gift that bring's gladness of everlasting to the real reason this mad-mad world of
envious and child-molesters and all kinds of truculent people's that have turn your birth-
day to a day that they tried to implicate into the wicketness of their own sickness". So
Mom's and Dad's this Christmas season if for whatever reason you are sad this day, rem-
ember Jesus loves you and from the richness of Heaven did he come, he comes to reunite
from the seperation. Mankind he tells-us, "I am the truth and the light, no man can come
to the father, less he come through Me". With every tear-drop there is prayer, and with
every sad moment, he's the atonement of joy and with hug's and kisses, "he is the Lamb
of Gladness!!".
Death she said 'will never come''
Im still young, well young at heart.
Mavis put on her deep red lipstrick.
I brushed her hair she laughed.
Mavis often smiled
'i was hot in my day'
I believed her as the camera never lies.
Mavis liked to dance and she would often sing '' la lal lar my darling''
She had an amazing life mothet , daughter and wife.
Thought she'd never die
Poor Mavis, yet she had a led a wholesome happy life.
Rest.
whatcha mean it's not spec-tac-u-lar,
it's not the king's spoken command
the way I mean to say ver-nac-u-lar
it's just my talkin' outta hand
don't cha know how folks here talk
syntax of emotion, of little import
music to some ears, others can balk
when e-nun-ci-a-ting an angry retort
it's jus' the way we'z born 'n' raised
don't mean we're not savy 'n' smart
you shake yer head dismayed and fazed
'cuz what is said ain't no work o' art
dude, you learned with the brightest
and know many words and their meanings
of our notions you ain't got the slightest
idea 'bout this neighborhood and its leanin'
form your opinions, but best be circumspect
'cause we talk diff'rent don't mean we can't
infer that you don't unnerstand our dialect
'cause we say "shall not," 'stead of "shan't,"
jus' means we ain't gonna...don't wanna
© Goode Guy 2011-07-12
hello blank white fog of empty
familiar you of wrapping guilt
standing in the sands of time
catching at my thoughts pre empted
claymore buried to the hilt
chuckling at attempted rhyme
tilting tattered wind blown kilt
watch it lar I’m sorely tempted
Words are forming in my rage
Soon to fly at empty page
Spitting splatter
What’s the matter?
Is it time to clean my cage?
Reflete
Reflete:
jamais viveu quem não amou.
quem não ama, não serve.
Por isso,
serve e ama a todos
e tudo nesta terra,
Ama os céus, os mares,
Refaz teu coração
para outras verdades.
Não queiras nunca humilhar ninguém,
Seja mensageira da bondade;
Ensine que, com a caridade,
Os espíritos se iluminam.
Sempre as boas ações é que determinam
Este mundo tão difícil ser melhor,
Segue servindo cada pessoa,
cada lar e ao seu redor,
Creia: é reluzir paz e amor,
Aquilo que
Nos anima e movimenta.
La pau sempre
Predicamos
pau a la Setmana Santa,
hem de predicar
la pau al món
en nacions,
a les ciutats,
entre veïns.
hem de predicar la pau
a la llar.
Si prediquem la pau a la Setmana Santa
hem de predicar als nostres cors.
La recerca de la pau i el progrés
Necessites anar més enllà de Setmana Santa,
Necessites anar més enllà del Nadal,
Sempre continua ...
La recerca de la pau i el progrés,
amb els seus judicis i els seus errors,
els seus èxits i contratemps,
Sempre continua ...
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Paz Sempre
Se pregamos
a paz na Páscoa,
devemos pregar
a paz no mundo
nas nações,
nas cidades,
entre os vizinhos.
devemos pregar a paz
no lar.
Se pregamos a paz na páscoa
devemos pregar para o nosso coração.
A busca da paz e do progresso
Precisa ir para além da Páscoa,
Precisa ir para além do Natal,
Continua sempre...
A busca da paz e do progresso,
com suas provações e seus erros,
seus sucessos e retrocessos,
Continua sempre...
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La sonrisa de Arcelia
vale más que
todos los billetes de un dólar
en el mundo.
La risa de Arcelia
vale más que
todos los billetes de mil dólares
en la Vía Láctea.
Y un beso de Arcelia
vale más que
todos los billetes de un millón de dólares
en el universo.
Traducción al inglés / definiciones (English translation / definitions):
[http://whowillbethenextonline.com/vtt2/vale-mas.html]
No words completely rhyme with orange:
no orange fringe, no orange hinge,
no lozenge, no syringe, no twinge, no whinge – no nothing!
No words completely rhyme with orange.
Porridge isn’t orange; but, there is an Orange Province.
An orange stoppage - should be red!
Incorrigible orange!
The rhymes I’ve tried are negligible, barely sensible.
Horrid orange!
Purple is no better.
There are purple turtles, slurping, burping,
and purple pebbles, purple burbles:
all sorts of purply, chirpy, twerpy sounds,
but, no words rhyme with purple.
Silver is another colour which hasn’t got a twinning brother.
There are silver rivers, silver shivers, silver slivers, silver sisters;
but, there are no silver dilver milver pilvers,
and if there were, they’d smell like fish.
I actually prefer the almost-chimes of assonance,
the vowels that that twine with consonants,
without the over-confidence of lar-dee-dar-dee rhymes.
So Japanese
was
the Hokku
'til the master
came into view
then via Haikai
on
along the way
Matsuo Munefusa
aka
Bashó
mastered
haiku
a phonetical&cultural
'onji' *(in sound symbols)
came to be
traditionally
per·pen·dicu·lar
as a single line
in particular
now
HIKU * in English
to me or you
*Hiku is the English language tristich (three line) version(including translations)with similar economy of words including the THOUGHT PAUSE prompt (often indicated by an ellipsis .....the SENSE PAUSE the aesthetic point of insight flowing from perception & ONE BREATH LENGTH to correspond to the aforementioned Japanesese 17 onji sounds.
The essence without "telling all" (thereby to ' show ' conforming to the key of all true imagist poetry),&avoids 'as'&'to' & the use of past tense verbs (& is often without verbs,adverbs,adjectives )A verse freed from strict syllabic constraint within its triplicity of format& is inherently enigmatic & often with a caesura and surprise ending( VERSUM )to give a 'turning' to the line.The hiku maybe a horizontal single* line,(often broken at the caesura),a vertical line(usually a painting(haiga see note) ,a couplet** or a tristich***
Atrevida
Nem uma pessoa
vive em um mundo
que não seja
o dela.
Um mundo interpretado
não é um lar,
atreva-se agora
a declarar
quem você é
e faça
mais e mais.
Empreendimento
Desde
sempre
é assim
um negócio
se torna
um lar,
lar das cinco
pequenas
mentiras
inocentes:
- a Bugatti
está paga,
a hipoteca
é sempre
paga em dia
"é apenas
uma afta”
e, por fim
tudo posso
fazer,
sempre
com pouco
mais e mais.