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A great Safari







27.03.2015 A-L Andresen :)
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Premium Member Soup Safari

SOUP SAFARI
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here I am in NYC...packing after a safari –theme night party
with Soup members two nights ago, filled with awed revelry.
shrieks whistling on linked arms during a photo shoot,
as live cheers of Constance and Andrea went “ whoot!”

while Debbie and Michael hosted “Tag, you’re ‘It’ “games
bringing Nikko and Sara to compete in spelling members’ names…
I still remember Robert H. reciting his comic spiels, what a blast!
our jaws locked from clapping at Dr. Ram’s impromptu dance act,

till Kashinath  segued into a sitar  rap in his flashy jungle attire
prompting Linda to donate PM prizes, much to our hearts’ desire.
on our table, an exciting blend of brew amped repartee’s pitches
amused by Brian fleshing parts of short forms without glitches,

enter wacky Sydney applying geographic values to long verse usage  
with footnotes on how worlds expand over time from poetic vantage,
oh, how Gwen sparkled with pleasantries as cups of jokes poured
most memorable of all, the warm  personal shares of soupers' world

that drew us closer as real people with scraps here and there
recalling red-cherry days and funny bloopers’ wear and tear…

and as I leave from 8th street hailing a  taxi to catch a plane,
notes and album tugged this heart, anticipating next gang’s chain.


copyright

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DEDICATED TO P.D: get well soon and take your daily dose your soup!

*notes: with admiration for soup members included herein... all in the
           name of pure fun!



* Gwendolyn Rix, Brian Strand, Sydney Peck, Myself
* For Michael Falotico’s Table for Four/ P.D Soup Contest
* by nette onclaud

Haiku: the Animal Safari

Experience of
The animal safari
Thrilling adventure


A Treasure From the Safari

Moving gracefully,
He is smooth and elegant 
Oh what a giraffe.

Premium Member Zoo Safari

take a good look,
your car’s in pieces
- worth admission?


Written by Lee Ramage
for Contest "Natural and Beyond"
Placement 7th
© Lee Ramage  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Safari

I'm limping in the Savanna
With my safari hat askew
I've never been to Africa before
So this experience is new
I can see an elephant in the distance, far, far away.
My legs have started to tremble,
I hope that's where that elephant will stay.
I get out my binoculars, hoping I look like a pro,
I dropped them in the dense grassland
And did not see them go,
I knelt on the ground to see if I could find
My binoculars as I did not want to leave them behind.
I looked for ages until my poor knees ached,
I soon ran away as I heard the slithering of a snake.
The snake moved fast, getting closer and closer to me.
I clasped my arms around an enormous tree.
The snake slid by with a look of disdain.
When overhead, I heard the motion of a plane.
I whipped off my jacket and waved it fervently.
Screaming at the top of my voice, please come and save me.
I could see the pilot wave, and much to my delight.
I would be safe before the dark of night.
Did I enjoy this experience?
The answer is NO
Home Sweet Home Safar is I want to go.


Wild Safari In West Africa

Twelve men louder than cowboys engage in a wild safari
on a plain of West Africa where the grass is yellow and dry,
they chase after gazelles slender and swifter than tigers...
run gazelles, don't let hunters capture you in this wilderness!


Africa is your home, and you were raised being totally free 
as others animals are...these mad hunters have no pity for you,
they're after huge profits and don't care if your cubs get hungry;
they will capture you by inducing pain and sell you to a zoo!

Lucid Socialism and Nuclear Safari

Socialize your piety
Whilst still capitalizing on figurines
Maximum bust on trophy shelf
Doing it all in cutthroat seas

Wandering in lucid dreams
Charging up energy to believe
Now out on dottted lines
Where traffic does confine
Minds strapped against time

Look around towards horizon's smile
the lustrous safari outstretch 
Lions making disco rhymes under sun
Men in jeeps adrenaline to run

Gravity is patient
She does not force
Talking heads beyond
What is subsidized-
Caring for elderly and poor
Is that economy brain drain?
Are we that atomized?

Sleepless Safari

Aside from a shipbuilder of renown, 
Noah was a hunter of a new kind -- 
the first to capture and not “put-down” 
every land animal he could find.

And he determined the sex of each one 
so that when the time came to disembark 
none would be consigned to oblivion 
but could procreate when they left the ark. 

He was the world’s foremost zoologist a
nd surely the first floating-zoo keeper. 
He had to be quite an ecologist, 
but probably not much of a sleeper; 
two of every animal that crawls 
must have produced tremendous caterwauls.

Premium Member Go On a Safari

Poetry is like a motion
You see the junction
And the function
To ride the railroad
Till the end of the world

Safari

Our friends went on safari;
We enjoyed their tales and pics.
The guides escorted them to bed,
Their weapons only sticks.

Yet once inside their tents they heard
Some lions in a fight.
With predators so close, I know
I’d never sleep at night.

Another day a hippo started
Making an approach.
The guide called out, “Get in the jeep!”
Which was their touring coach.

The wildlife photos did impress,
The settings gorgeous, too,
But I’m content with what I see
When I am at the zoo.

A Half Hour Garden Safari Recorded In Haiku

haiku
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a fledgeling starling
came to the pond to quench thirst
a koi carp jumped
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no butterflies
a white tailed bumblebee queen
mint moths abundant
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hen blackbird
feeding newly hatched chicks
wasps succumbed to rain
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flower fly hovers
over greater speedwell
forget-me-not blooms
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midges chance their luck
my white lilac turned to seed
bird cherries ripen
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on my garden bench
recording observations
shirt off sunbathing
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moss once roof attached
lay scattered on the footpath
spring storm has its way
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a little cracker
a joy... birds shelling peanuts
the squirrels' hoard them

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senryu
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Trump feeds the birds
then shoots or traps them... frugal
no a wicked man

Endless Safari Days

These leopard eyes warily see
another crimson dawn
on the cold concrete Serengeti

A scarlet sun
shaped like the barrel of a gun
Dark plume of heat
triggers the survival instinct scatter

Watch the bulls-eye prey run
Where to in the confusion?
It doesn’t matter ...
I see every bent knee flee the fatal gather
And the hard asphalt ground
is soaked with cull pleasure splatter

Such cruel reign,
heated shell cases falling
on a barren plain 
Torrential stains
fear clouds another powerless pain day

Shattered bones in the herd traffic fray,
cast carcass shadows on the smeared terrain
Listen to the Serengeti dirge refrain

Unrelenting spherical storm of violence 
hold saltpeter spittle sway
Last rites spoken, 
whether vain poacher say:
Expect more endless safari days!

These leper spots wearily feel
bewilderedbeest misery
Great paleheart hunters of colony cage-makers
roam conscience-free 
on the cement-dried Serengeti

Thus be the hunted fate
we eclipse-coated [e]scapegoats tear bleed
The killing fields of poverty
is the gravel grass on which we daily feed

Closed-eyes witness the hopelessness stampede
Open wound testimony 
ain’t necessary
when the muzzled silencer takes a sniper bead

And the holstered predators
with the rifle-scope gaze
Whose mercantile hue eyes, masked in blue camouflage,
trespass the boundaries of morality
	
Nimrod brood coin collectors
set the savannah air ablaze
Human hunters’ breath gives Death a smoking homage,
iron-copper cry of Serengeti tragedy

Perforating enamels on metallic patrol,
their pelt-piercing lust has devolved
into the next caveman iteration
From runaway chattel catchers to gated property protectors,
their trophy wall filled with 
gory plaques of commendation

Seems like these sullen safari days are grief endless
And every red blot 
on this paved prairie, 
flatline view Serengeti
Will be trodden down erased by each bullet confess  


08-16-21

Go On a Safari

W-e go on a safari 
I-n the wild place on earth; 
L-et the equipment and caravan 
L-ead us to a million mirth. 
I-f we go on a safari, 
A-ll we have to do is prepare; 
M-ake a good expedition of each and every hunter. 

S-un starts to rise once more, 
O-n the twenty-first of February; 
L-ight has begun to show, 
I-t's time to go on a 
S-afari.

Premium Member African Lion Safari

African Lion Safari, a joy to behold
Fenced in wildlife, a vast expanse unfolds
Lions and tigers at play
Hyenas, no favorite I'd say
Perhaps an African Hyena Safari of their own

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