Best Rodrigues 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.
dusktime lullaby
the breeze will rock you... rock you
the nightingale sings
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©
Even though you sit so close to me
Seems together happy we could never be
As hard I try to get you close
I get pricked by the thorn of the stem of a rose
Your tear drop feels like a thousand pins
I’d rather burn to ashes for my countless sins
You’re a Lily on the water, to get you I try
But as soon as I come close, the pond runs dry
Try as much I would never understand
The pain you feel as i leave your hand
I want to tell you that every moment I miss
The love that we had at the time of our first kiss
I hope that someday will surely come
When our love will every strife overcome
I hope that someday our hearts will surely meet
Till then like the crescent moon I’ll remain incomplete
-Collice Rodrigues
5/10/2010
Jacklin is a singer,
As per what I think, she likes burger,
Carrom is her favourite indoor game,
Kindness and calmness she supports,
Liberal to do anything,
Intelligent and genius are the synonyms,
Naughty but cute.
Rabbit is her favourite animal,
Oh my god! is her repeated statement,
Dancing is out of her ability,
Rose is her favourite flower,
Ice-cream is oxygen for her,
Green and purple are her favourite colour,
Unusual things makes her furious,
Especially if you call her by nickname,
So, never call her Jacky!
Open up your arms and try to fly
Cuz we all can stretch but not touch the sky
Open up your ears and try to understand
Cuz we all can listen but not feel the same
Hold your breath and try to swim
Cuz we all can breathe but not feel its beat
Close your eyes and try to listen
Cuz we all can see but it needs efforts to hear
Open up your mind and try to accept
Cuz we all can agree but not bend with guilt
Open up your hearts and try to forgive
Cuz we all can love but not love an enemy
Open up your soul and try to end its solidarity
Cuz we all can befriend a 100 but not one befriends your soul
Open up yourself and try to live
Cuz we all have the means to survive but not any to feel alive
-Collice Rodrigues
07/11/11
Kim’s words are extraordinary, jazzy and fun.
Imagination conjures up grim reaper and crazy lady.
Makes up words like flutterfluffing. What?
Relies on her grandsons to inspire her missives which are fabulous.
Outstanding does not half-way describe her magical ink.
Deviously eclectic, she writes a beautiful variety of poems.
Relaxation of Faerie Forest, she penned for me!
In the fewest words Kim says more than most of us could ever say.
Guessing her next move is thankfully impossible.
Unequivocally thrilling it is to travel to her page for a few hours.
Enthusiastically elevated Eeyore of Eglantine. Yes. Her kind of words.
Sassily slips in scintillating sunlight into her song-like romantic poetry.
Written 1-22-2021
Contest: Capture the Essence Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Margarita Lillico
I wish to breathe my last breath in your arms
You’re the one to kill me with your charms
Everybody coaxed me to avoid you but no
You’re that someone who I just can’t let go
This world is cruel it has always made me cry
You take me to heaven and teach me to fly
You taught me how to deal with my pain
Without you barren would my life remain
You take me to a different world as I hallucinate
And all the pleasures of life you begin to recreate
I’m losing my senses someone tell me who am I
I know I need you but I don’t know why
Your absence makes me restless it’s you I need
I am an addict and you are marijuana my weed
I got addicted to you that I intentionally chose
Now that I’m addicted I don’t mind an overdose
-Collice Rodrigues
11/11/2010
We lose our self in confusion to that one single person
We rule out all the others and select that distinct version
We do everything to make them our life and live in their
We starve to death but about their hunger we care
We only need your love and not some big favors or treat
We have ups and downs but that doesn’t put you under our feet
We don’t just want you to kiss us we want you to speak
We do want you to call in and not just once a week
Maybe not forever but we want you to hold our hand
Maybe it sounds selfish but I’m hard to understand
We aren’t kings we can’t afford to gift you a gem or a throne
But we get engaged, sealing you with a diamond, the eternal stone
We are selfless we can give up our life if that’s what your love cost
We do realize that every pulse in your absence is a fraction of life lost
It’s not a group I refer to when I say we, it’s only a person it’s only me
And you know it’s you I’m talking to, yes sweetheart who else can it be
-Collice Rodrigues
20/10/2011
A TYBURN COMMENT
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funny,
smiley,
happy,
jokey,
a funny Tyburn makes me smiley,
so happy to read a jokey one!
He is not lonely who does not have anyone
He is lonely who is alone though he has someone
Loneliness never took away my shine
It only took the things that pretended to be mine
I have been sitting there on that dark bench alone
I have felt loneliness running like a shiver to my bone
It’s the most frightful feeling it’s frozen, it’s cold
The worst of your memories will it unfold
Loneliness is better when we choose it our self
It’s hard to accept when we get it by someone’s help
Loneliness can make you want to lie in your mothers arm
It can make you the only chicken in the poultry farm
Loneliness can make you desperate for a call
It can make you mad enough to talk to a wall
Loneliness can make you sick of living
It can kill your faith till you stop believing
Loneliness is like the night that slowly creeps upon you
Its victim is everybody it doesn’t even spare a few
Loneliness can make you crave for attention
It can steadily engulf you against your intention
-Collice Rodrigues
25/09/2011
You came like lightening your brightness flashed my eye
I don’t know when you made it happen you took me by surprise
You are my elegant rose; you blossomed with all your might
I want you to bloom forever, let this be an endless night
You are priceless to me I could never measure your worth
If the secret to have you existed id toil all day to unearth
It can’t always be day the sun does have to go
But as we go to sleep we hope for another tomorrow
Wish life made it simpler then I wouldn’t have to make a choice
Now whenever I hear the word honey it will seem like your voice
I’m walking away from you towards barren land
I’m moving away but it’s not possible to let go of your hand
I remember all our kisses and all the overnight talk
I know it’s a world of vehicles but I love to hold your hand and walk
Wherever you may go, in my heart you will dwell
Even Cinderella had her limit till the clock ticked twelve
- Collice Rodrigues
27/09/2011
Crisda Rodriguez
My fleet of cars included high end wheels
Now I drive them not.
Helped by someone to wheel me around
Driving is now forgot.
Wardrobe full of designer wears
Valuables in my vault,
Now, I'm wrapped in a piece of cloth
Nurses attend my call.
Money, plenty stored in banks; earned
Through few working years,
With laughter, work, fun and toil
No tissue for my tears.
House is a mansion adorned with art
Crystals from round the globe,
Left behind for this single room
With a bed and hospital robe.
Salon, I frequented; makeover my hair
Prided its delicate touch,
Time has changed, my head's now bald
Not a style I loved so much.
From five star to five star, I'd move my days
To dine or celebrate,
Now, I'm moved from bed to lab
Back again to isolate.
Private jets with ease I flew
From place of work to home,
Then a holiday on a cruise enjoy
But now I frequent the dome.
Nothing matters: no not wealth, delight,
Good times, pomp and fame,
Are you the one I have been dreaming about?
The one who makes my heart laugh and shout
Are you the one I have been waiting for?
Because I don’t know it well yet I feel so sure
Are you the one I have been lending attention?
The one who comes into my mind and causes distraction
Are you the one I have been searching high and low?
I’ll have to wait and find out else I’ll never know
Are you the one I have been missing a lot?
I feel you are the one but sometimes I feel not
Are you the one I’m wondering about now?
Whenever our eyes meet all I say is 'oh wow'
Are you the one who will read my mind?
I do feel so, you are one of a kind
Are you the one with whom this life I’ll spend
So to see you smile, even my pride will bend
-Collice Rodrigues
21/09/2011
How would it feel to look into your eyes?
How would it feel to see through your lies?
How would it feel to hold your hand and walk?
How would it feel to call you at night and talk?
How would it feel to drop you at your place?
How would it feel to give you a loving embrace?
How would it feel to apologize after a fight?
How would it feel to kiss you goodnight?
How would it feel to have your fingers in my palms?
How would it feel if you fall asleep in my arms?
How would it feel to take you on a date?
How would it feel if u knew I’m always late?
How would it feel to let you know that I care?
How would it feel to play with your hair?
How would it feel to meet you in a dream?
How would it feel to share an ice cream?
How would it feel to know I feel about you?
How would it feel when loving you is nothing new?
-Collice Rodrigues
21/10/2011