Best Luc Poems
Do you wish to hold me?
We can drift on the sea my love,
under the stars above.
You were my lovely dove so free,
who captivated me.
I thought I’d never be so glad
and still inside so sad
For the love we both had, is gone.
As we approach the dawn
I will think, “Once upon a time,
you were meant to be mine.”
So now my heart does pine away
Wishing that you would stay
I know that you will say, good bye
Still I will wonder why,
you chose another guy, not me.
Him on shore, me at Sea~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Inspired by Brenda Chiri
She introduced me to this new form.
The form is called Luc Bat.
Check out Brenda’s poem titled “Seasons”
Seasons
Each season she will rise
Changing them with her sighs; to tame
the seasons with no shame
In life none can share blame; you see
Because she sets them free
Taking the old, so we can play
Refresh the earth each day, the land
she rules with iron hand
My attempt at this form! It is called a Luc Bat form!
The luc bat is a Vietnamese poetic form
that means “six-eight.” In fact, the poem
consists of alternating lines of six and eight syllables.
This form is interesting in its rhyme scheme that
renews at the end of every eight-syllable line
and rhymes on the sixth syllable of both lines.
xxxxxA
xxxxxAxB
xxxxxB
xxxxxBxC
xxxxxC
xxxxxCxD
xxxxxD
xxxxxDxE
And so on. Luc bat poems have
no set length or subject matter,
and some run on for thousands of lines.
A flash lit up the sky,
As thunder grumbled by the rain,
My heart lay gripped with pain,
My mind going insane this way,
Hot and cold air at play,
While dreamings drift and sway around,
The wayward thoughts abound,
Where love dared not be found instead,
The dreams came in my head
And in this storm to bed I’ll go,
For wonderings I know
Allow not love to grow within,
For fear that would be sin,
Yet thunder, my chagrin, still roars
As lightning kissed rain pours
Cleansing the muddied floors of why!
Form: Luc Bat
Mendel fell in love with Grendel's mother
They married in lair of Jean-Luc Godard
They were breathless
New wave great stress
"Let us take pea soup with our big brother"
Created a little ditty about hypocrites and
double standards, racists with drawing boards.
Media dinners with dubious
double meaning placards.
The Spade of hearts.
The Jack of Swords.
An adversity of diversity,
assorted stuff for their hating,
tarot cards,
racial fits in the music awards,
and a grammy for
"sex in the city."
Man who is that dude on the Grammy, Satan?
Jean Luc Picard with Baphomet itties?
Idols for idols, adverts with priority
misplacement, Universal standard.
Mesmerized tazement,
enter lame-ment.
Amazement for sheep enslavement under
black candles.
As the hypnotizing blow is more than
a psyops experiment.
But here we go,
gonna run at it hard while I vent-so.
Everyday I listen to the same old thing
Tune in to VH1 or Mtv, see what I mean
Only degradation gets attention, is it ADD?
No, they know the words, they are listening intently.
With a mother****** this and a dead *****dat. Posthumously-
Gangland in the home with a baseball bat.
Un-Just like liberal Congress across the nativity scene.
Is it positive reinforcement?
Or New World Laws Enforcement.
Fasting for lent?
Come get your sisting y'all.
Come and get bent!
In genre hostage making,
30 year experiment?
Yo Mtv raps, yeah I get it
(about murder $$y & pot leaf sense)
I guess when the airwaves got a monopoly
from the Lord of the Air and GoogleBerg
Hall Monitors.
Not the Right, but the wrong
afraid of debate, running away, running with impunity, running with devil- the PMRC, the CDC ,FCC,
FEMA and Columbia University.
Now you want to talk about Satan,
check the connection between Crowley and JayZ.
On how you get chicks for free
and money for nothin, nothin but devil worshipping,
special sales from wolves making sheep
clothing and accessories.
Accessories to many of the things you see.
Wind of Change
There's a wind of change blowing across the land,
God is ready to make changes, the hour is at hand.
Adam was cast out for he flouted God's command,
Eve was kicked out with him, for doing the snakes demand.
Now God has lost His gardener, he walks there now alone.
The world was left to fend for itself and now it must atone.
Your heart is now God's garden, it's where He plants His seed,
If you are faithful to His word, your life here will succeed.
The church that God requires is not of bricks and wood,
It's in the hearts of his children when they are doing good.
If you attend a church that's tinder dry,depart from it with grace,
A home group we found, is biblical and by far a better place.
There's a wind of change blowing across the land,
God is ready to make changes, the hour is at hand.
A winnowing is coming, the wheat from the chaff will separate,
For no one knows the hour we will arrive at Heavens Gate.
Inspired by Luc Niebergall & Pastor Geoff.
© Dave Timperley April 2016
The Batkovan Brief - Thanking Lady Luc....
If I were to say I’ve never loved
then I’ve never lived.
And if I were to say I’ve lived,
then I’ve lived a lie.
To have loved would have been to have known you.
Because, first there was you, and then there was ‘love’.
And now that I know you ...
I now know love - and know that I can love.
Now that I have seen you, touched you, breathed you,
I know I shall love you …and know that I live.
Robert A (April 2016)
It was not my intention to lose all my hair,
But then who ever said that life always is fair?
If there be silver linings in clouds, here is mine:
He's an actor named Stewart whose ship goes Warp Nine.
When Sir Patrick joined Star Fleet aboard Enterprise
I was still using combs and light brown-colored dyes.
But as Seasons rolled by my slow change was complete;
My resemblance, quite truly, drew stares on the street.
So I sez to myself, and I sez it quite plain,
Might there be some good way to turn loss into gain?
Or to phrase it to sound just a little more bold,
With a wee bit of luck, could I turn lead to gold?
Leprechauns live in Ireland, but not in L.A.,
Which is where faerie magic won't help me make hay.
I'll be plying my trade doing riffs on Picard
Near the Hard Rock Café, Holly-wood Boulevard.
So the next time you're there on the Stars' Walk Of Fame,
I'll be there as Jean-Luc and dressed up just the same.
From red shirt to black pants and on down to black boots
I'll be there just the same for the cheers and the hoots.
For a greenback I'll grant you a quick photo shoot,
But my time is expensive; I'm in this for loot.
I could never have dreamed I would turn out this way;
That's just how these things go, and I've no more to say.
Eyed in midnight's milieu
mistakes can be illusion, see
like branches of a tree
lop-sided and set free to play.
Settling sides works this way -
all angles on display to those
who wrongly presuppose.
In morning's light, two foes can find
mercy and truth aligned.
Forgiveness of a kind breaks through.
We all know this won't work
for some who want to shirk the blame,
for those who play the game -
bringing others to shame with lies.
It's cruelty's disguise.
And so forgiveness dies? Oh no!
This is where hope must grow.
What the midnight would know as pain -
Love’s Dayspring holds as gain.
How does our Lord arraign his church?
*written 06-10-14 as a Vietnamese form - luc bat
One never want to wait until the Midnight hour to make his choices regarding forgiveness.
On the PlanIsPhere
Alion just right to hear
Align the date with the time of day
What shows in the window, will show the way.
Latitude DB North.
Dragon points to hear.
The CAR DO go,
where the red tongue flow ~>
November to remember.
Corona BoreAlIs you see,
She bore the CAP TU
the static sea.
Respens as she spins
reBootes as she bends
BAC2 LUC as she mends
HER SCULE
The message was TWO
Then STACK and add too
The ACTimes2
Nere the MocaDice
She said BE NICE
O PHI, UC said HUSh til THREE
... I'll be back in just a minute...
Tongue between TUlips to see
On the breath smoke
from the Dragon's Tree
It flows in the vein
Releasing knowledge and then,
Never again will 4ever end.
The message is mend.
Flow to the ale
roc on a real
CapTu the deal
Pen the Cor_On
Show the CARDO_
Sea the CARBON
Hear the Heart Hon
~I SAID I AM a Dragon, in the middle.
~Not a snack, you hear?
~Glass of peach mengo dear?
~Relax, we've gone back
~Now we go 2Word There.
"Creation came as 1 and 2...
The other part of ME
is the part in WE,
which is the part I love
in the Heart of you..."
Our Hearts are true.
The travel is through.
The message from Me
is the message to you.
. . . . . . . . . . . . .
~How many digits on three wise men?
~How many digits on mice who said 'hen'?
Pixabay Image
Enterprise, man's quest exploring the unknown.Make it so!
Nomads of space in cryo-sleep
Time has little meaning as decades pass
Eerie atmosphere is computer dependant
Rrobotically maintained humans sleep
Perilous solar storms and asteroids navigated
Rampant chaos of earth light years behind.Beam me up, Scotty
Indeed the point of no return has long been reached
Science fiction ignites curiosity. Live long and prosper!
Earthlings quest to understand universe.Resistance is futile!
Had a little fun with this one. Quotes in bold print from Star Trek.
Jean Luc Picard "Make it so"
Captain Kirk "Beam me up, Scotty"
Spock "Live Long and Prosper"
The Borg "Resistance is Futile"
Anne Bressington Lord Christopher Monkton Rashid Buttar dr Vernon Coleman dr Sherri Tenpenny Dr Peter McCullough Dr Ben Tapper, nurse Kate Semrani nurse Shelly Tasker Deborah Conrad Jane Mikovits Del Matthew Bigtree Christine Ronald Bernard
Northrup Simone Gold Robert F Kennedy jr Suzanne Humphries Andrew Wakefield
Kelly Brogan Joseph Mercola Lee Merritt Alex Berenson Ty Bollinger Alexandra Mention
Polly Tommey Barbara Los Fisher Rocco Gelato Dennis Rancourt Alex Jones Paul A Off it
Dr Steven Hotze Dr Luc Montagnier Dr Mariano Amici Dr Jane M Orient Dr Micheal Yeadon
Father James Altman Paul Craig Roberts archbishop Vigano Maria Claire Edwards ex un official also Dr Graham Lyons 'Aus senator Malcome Roberts' president Jaier Bolsenaro Brazil Professer Francis Boyle
Ricardo Bosi Luitenant colonel Australian sas retired. Dr Ronald Kostoff ( Dr Robert Malone Msrn experimental
Vaccine builder.) Dr Mercola
Jean-Luc Picard cant replace James T. Kirk
with his Earl Grey tea and sinister smirk,
he lacks Jim's youthful physique,
that made women's knees go weak,
and acts more like a Shakespearean jerk.
(Limerick)
04/02/2022
On A Lim Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
"Star Trek"
a place of peaceful rest
from cursing…reversed
in Paramount Plus
gun slinging verbiage —
trashing the Most Holy’s name
in Star Trek IV, Nimoy
was given his lines —
exposé of colorful language
not heard of in their age
now Picard is old
and the old returns
to the silver-lie-zed screen
screaming in our faces
like overdue feces
a species showing its true colors
unfortunately…throw in sex scenes too
nothing unimagined, nothing civilized,
only the dematerialization
of minds. And the startup
of this series…i’m yawning
nothing like the lively action
of the past. evolution seems
to be a blast from the past.
am i picking on Picard?
why call him JL,
when Jean-Luc
sounded so much cooler
ooh…ooh let me answer this!
it’s a prelude to disaster
of epic proportions
will mankind be saved this time
in the nick of time
the Captain’s apt to fail
his dog is “number one”
his predecessor in spot two
they are in doo doo
bring back a place of peaceful rest -
it’s paramount to reverse
the cursing, the death
of good old-fashioned fun
3/8/2022
Summer sun burning skin,
Ice cream cones are meltin’ in goo,
Weathermen have no clue,
Sunscreen dries while we stew on sand
No chilling breeze at hand,
Slowly roasting, suntanned we lie,
Baring all neath the sky,
Moaning temps are too high again,
How we need cooling rain,
To relieve the summer’s pain of heat,
Too hot, too hot we bleat
The sand is burning feet, oh dear,
Global warming I fear
When summer sun is here, such sin!
Form: Luc Bat