Best South America Poems
When it left the Arctic it was as a wild angry wind
that stormed its way across the ice bound Arctic ocean.
Blowing the snow clad icebergs and whipping up the ocean.
As it crossed Alaska and into Canada it had gentled
now it played games with leaves and softly kissed flowers.
Gaily it soared over the Rockies and tugged goats beards
causing them to shake their heads and stamp their feet.
In Playful mood it swept on hugging the coast awhile
then veering inland, it travels the plains and grows in strength
turning into a raging tornado causing havoc as it passes.
Moving ever southward it basks in now warm sunshine
and skips over the gulf of Mexico filling yachts sails.
Deep down in South America it turns into a wild fury that
uproots trees snapping them in half like matchsticks,
Then onward once more dancing past the Falkland islands.
Its destiny is now in sight and with triumphant roar
it rushes on over the Antarctic ocean and slides up
the icy barrier then screams its way across the tundra
yet slowly it loses its power and as it reaches the incline
this moody wind fades away until with final breath it dies.
Conquistador, for you, my queen,
I want to conquer your heart, cursed star
I want to possess your revolt, and all that is predicted tomorrow,
Conquistador, Conquistador,
I want to tame your eyes, ferocious tigers
I want to share your imagination with the gods
Conquistador, for you my queen,
I want to enter your citadel,
I want to climb all your hills, cum on them,
I also want to abolish chance, and stolen jewelry,
Like Mallarme, the luminous poet,
Conquistador, Conquistador,
I want all of South America,
I want the sun from your throat, and the wise latitudes
I want the treasure of your silences,
Conquistador, Conquistador,
I want to belong to you my queen, what a conquest,
I want to throw my weapons at your feet,
And believe only in this shooting star like a kiss,
This kiss is the only truth of the moment, of a new world.
Conquistador, pour toi, ma reine,
Je veux conquérir ton cœur, astre maudit
Je veux posséder ta révolte, et tout ce qu’on prédit demain,
Conquistador, Conquistador,
Je veux mettre à genoux tes yeux, tigres curieux
Je veux partager ton imaginaire, avec les dieux
Conquistador, pour toi ma reine,
Je veux entrer dans ta citadelle,
Je veux gravir toutes tes collines, jouir sur elles,
Je veux aussi abolir le hasard, et les bijoux volés,
Comme Mallarmé, le poète lumineux,
Conquistador, Conquistador,
Je veux toute l’Amérique du Sud,
Je veux le soleil de ta gorge, et les sages latitudes
Je veux le trésor de tes silences,
Conquistador, Conquistador,
Je veux t’appartenir ma reine, quelle conquête,
Je veux jeter mes armes à tes pieds,
Et ne plus croire qu’en cette étoile filante comme un baiser,
Seule vérité du moment, d’un monde nouveau.
I was loving the sun,
Not consciously doing anything
My gourds hanging sweetly,
Too big to move much
Dancing with internal mirth
Because I was being picked today
It is always a relief to a calabash
When the pickers arrive
I heard laughter and stood a bit taller
Glad I could see farther than bushes
But no one showed, so I knew
It was not the pickers.
I sat back and enjoyed the
love of the sun a little longer,
excited the gourds would be going to new homes
today, knowing they would love
being bird houses and decorations
Feeling sad for the ones who
would be turned into tobacco pipes
They are all my children,
I want them all to
breathe and enjoy
the sun...
In San Francisco, he started his crusade
to teach the word of God and all good He made.
His followers, even though penurious,
gave him all they had; they were oblivious.
He taught them how to atone for sins and pray.
To a much better life, Jones would show the way.
To South America, they followed Jim down.
In the thick hot jungle, they built their Jonestown.
Soon, there was no love, peace, and no sanctity.
Instead, there was pain, deceit, and cruelty.
A California congressman arrived there
to alleviate the relatives’ despair.
However, his findings would not be revealed.
He and his party met their deaths on the field.
Jones tested his children’s loyalty later.
By drinking poison, they met their Creator
Ubiquitous death with not a single sound;
over nine hundred lifeless bodies were found!
He was once a shepherd purveying God’s grace,
leading most of his flock to death and disgrace.
Quiet Nights and Quiet Stars
The cozy, round, garden table,
In that smoky Columbian cafe.
A time long ago, and far away.
Let’s go back in time, we’re able.
The dance floor, we happily purvey,
In this country, let us joyfully stay!
In our house, your head I will cradle.
Your Latin eyes, still make me sway.
I truly vow, with you, I will forever stay!
7/25/2024 poem 2
My Barcelona
My fc Barcelona,
More than a team,
My heart has been seduced,
By your style of play.
The sun of European
football,
You have brought joy and
glory to her.
When you broke the arms
of santos,
The prince of South America
In Japan.
I always love to set my feet
On the blessed land,
Camp Nou.
Where the foundations was
built with success.
Where many mighty men,
Dread to play.
Where mourinho and
madrid, were wounded 5-0.
And Milan sank.
The sky of Camp Nou,
Is painted blue and scarlet,
And there the chants of
blaugrana,
From my white brothers,
Sends sweet smelling
savour
To my ears.
Even the current king of
football, was brewed
In La Masia.
And from Camp Nou he has
ruled the
World of football for four
years.
Many trophies dance in your
Cabinet,
And it's still hungry for
many
Trophies this year,
Which will be quenched.
This season's champions
league and Laliga leading
the way.
Not even Anceloti can stop
us, on our way to Laliga.
And bayern will be beaten,
on our road to champions
league
Final.
My Barça,
I will always love you till the
end of time.
To San Francisco, New York City.
London, Paris, and the world.
Moscow, Russia, and Frankfort, Germany.
Switzerland, Austria, and Belgium.
I send a message to them all.
I send the nicest message, to a world
of people, who are!
Givin' and livin'.Just livin' and givin'.
Just givin' and livin', and lovin' for all.
A Merry Christmas to you darling.
A Merry Christmas to the world.
A Merry Christmas to a world of people, who are!
Givin' and livin'.Just livin' and givin'.
Just givin' and livin', and lovin' for all.
To Portugal, Ireland, and France.
To Africa, and Canada, and South America.
I send the nicest message to them all.
I send the nicest message to a world of people, who are!
Givin' and livin'.Just livin' and givin'.
Just givin' and livin', and lovin' for all.
To Spain, Mexico, and Japan.
To Sweden, Scotland, and the world.
To Scandinavia, and all of the Baltic States.
And what I've excluded, from them all.
A Merry Christmas to you darling.
A Merry Christmas to the world.
A Merry Christmas to a world of people, who are!
Givin' and livin'.Just livin' and givin'..
Just givin' and livin', and lovin' for all..
A Merry Christmas Song-By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1985,2014..ALL rights reserved..
I am a fearless Kiskadee
Sitting on a branch of this tree
Singing my theme song happily
With a Kis Ka Dee Kis Ka Dee
I sing my song very sweetly
Seeking to make others happy
Filling them with ecstasy
With its rhythm and melody
My message is not to worry
Despite how things in life may be
Don't let them make you feel crazy
At all times, strive to be happy
One can state things that are likely
But no one knows what things will be
So keep your chin up cheerfully
And sing Kis Ka Dee Kis Ka Dee.
The Great Kiskadee (Pitangus Sulpharatus) is indigenous to Central and South America, the Caribbean and Southern Texas.
Strawberry poison dart frog,
also called a blue jean morph,
strawberry-red,
orange-red,
blue or black lower parts,
which are found in most parts of central and south america,
diurnal, brightly colored,
aposematic patterns,
warning potential predators,
living amongst the rainforest,
high altitude shrubland,
flooded grassland they wander,
through montanes and rivers,
lakes and swamps,
amongst the trees above the ground,
secreting toxins through their skin,
as they rummage,
again and again,
through the marshlands.
They called him Jumper
He preferred Prancer
When he was happy he would prance
Giant circles of joy
And the dizziness
Too many beers and staggers
For 365 days waiting times 4
He would dress himself outlandishly
Feathers and painting his face
He loved the Mamba and espresso
Dancing to the beat and the heat
But February 29th he could leap and pride
Gyrating crazily leaping from space to space
Time warp again
Disco fever
Never tiring
It only happens once every 4 years
Leap frog when he was a child
Monty Python taught him how to leap from tree to tree
He did the Lumberjack
His jeans had done the Hop on Bandstand
He had bell bottom genes
While in South America he did the Anaconda
Bunny Hop with children as he walked
Loved the song Fandango
While hunting his horse taught him the Foxtrot
Auntie Mame be proud
His favorite was Leaping
Once every 4 years
Just bored so I typed nonsense
The world of Invasions
Like a virus, europeans came, tried to eliminate.
What they did not, abused !!!, trying to assimilate.
With such arrogance, greed, their evil hand,
conned, stole, raped and pillaged First Nations, land.
The Spanish, also – from afar they came.
In Mexico, South America, they did the same.
The world over, this was their game plan !!!
to conquer the worlds indigenous man
Two beautiful continents – once so pristine.
After four hundred years, never again to be seen,
as greed, profit, the desire to control - by the few -
leaves so very little of what our forefathers once knew.
Our air, our land, has been poisoned by industrial waste.
Our foods, genetically manipulated, poisoned for profit haste.
We are living longer, yet with more disease.
Doctors fill us with poisonous chemicals, to ease,
yet, we are ever more stressed, living life distressed,
but are all our ills just masked, or truly addressed ?
B. J. “A ” 2
July 23rd 2015
A Dog’s best friend (a Cat)
A Cat’s worst foe (a Rat)
A flying mammal that shows its presence at nights (a Bat)
A deaconess soul-mate her church (Hat)
What a girl cannot do without her (phone)
The muscular structure of your body (bone)
What do kids use to kill birds (stone)
A sound that rings on your cell phone (ringtone)
A feeling that a man and woman share together (love)
A material use by race car driver (glove)
In order to eat, human being cooks on a (stove)
What’s the meaning of this poem, just look at the title stated (above)
In mathematics one plus two equal (three)
Bunches of leaves on a (tree)
An insect that makes honey a (bee)
An angry mob chases after a thief, what should he do? (Flee)
An auditor moves up within the social hierarchy, what is this? (delegation)
The lower class, Middle class and Upper class separate themselves from each other what is this? (segregation)
Buddhism, Hinduism, Rastafarianism, Judaism, Christianity are all (Religion)
Africa , Asia, North America, South America, Europe, Oceania are Continent (Division)
A tradesman never left is (tool)
A educational institution for students to learn (school)
Apart from the beaches, sea or river where else one can swim (pool)
Do you believe writing this poem makes sense, then why waste time reading it
This means you are quite the (fool).
Demeter Edwards
Life is oh so Short
(a short story of my life)
In the beginning, when I was just a boy and the buffalo ran wild I remember when adults would say I remember back ten years and I would think, heck I’m not even ten years old yet. I would ask my mother what were some of the inventions you remembered growing up that changed the world. She told me about the telephone and a number of other inventions she experienced. Today I have lived through hundreds of inventions that changed the world far beyond what any reasonable person could have ever considered possible in my 76 years since I was born. A lot of living I have done so many things I have seen and experienced since I stood at the end of the side walk and thought about my life’s future when I was just a little boy. Now I am a great-grandpa of four beautiful great grandchildren, the grandpa of six grandchildren and the father of two beautiful, wonderful daughters.
As I look back and say to myself how in the hell has time passed away so quickly. It only feels like a year or so since I began living my life upon this earth for what it’s worth. So much time has passed away so quickly beneath my feet as I have walked the road of life through all my troubles and joys in my life. A number of friends of mine have passed away so sad for me to say and sad to even think about it I scream and shout. But we all know and realize death waits for us all, sooner or later.
I thank God each and every day for my health I know I am blessed to be so healthy, no problems what so ever as I also workout around 11 hours each week. How fortunate I was when the music of rock and roll was first heard in 1956. I was 16 years old, perfect timing. I have sung and danced to so many great and wonderful songs what a perfect time to be alive, right in the beginning of it all, it truly was happy days. A hamburger only cost 25 cents, fries were only 15 cents, and a malted milk was 25 cents a movie only cost 75 cents. I served my time in the Navy had a great time, no wars were taking place. I saw the world going around the Horn of South America I also stood at the feet of Jesus the Redeemer statue on a mountain top in Rio, Brazil.
(if you like check out the last few verses at Life is oh so Short 2)
https://youtu.be/Otq_Z1-99rE
https://m.soundcloud.com/user-921599710/our-rainforests
Deep into the rainforest, a struggle to survive
From insects to leaved trees, wanting all to thrive
The habitat of animals, species all around
Living things a-plenty, crawling on the ground
The four main layers play a different role
The bio-diversity forms part of the whole
The dark forest floor and the understory
Shorter plants existing, many bugs to see
The vibrant middle layer, yet forms the canopy
Climbing the emergent, just like a monkey
The strong plant materials, helps to build a home
For people of the Amazon, food that has been grown
Tropical regions, Equator ever near
A moderate climate, giant trees are here
Forests on a mountain, misty all around
Coated in a moss, such an eerie surround
North and South America and Oceania
Asia and Europe, as well as Africa
There’s a cycle of life, yet deforestation
Affects the homes of animals for plantation
Removing ecosystems, can cause erosion
Droughts as well as flooding, less cohesion
The modern ways of man affects vegetation
Contributing to a silent devastation
Replanting, recycling, assisting with crops
Steps of preservation quench like raindrops
The precious seeds and life, of which can be found
Yet, it’s not too late to turn this world around
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©
Changes
If I could change the world in more ways than presently,
Computers would not crash; nor could they ever be hacked. If competition does not increase in both NBA Conferences,
Playoff spots in the NBA would be reduced to 6 from 8.
In the automobile industry, Buyer Beware Rules would be changed,
affording buyers a fighting chance of getting a good car at a fair price.
No dictatorships in Asia or Africa.
No drugs from Middle East or South America.
Political parties would be discouraged in the US of America.
Terror would cease; and nations would study war no more.
Absolutely no one would pay attention to political polls.
The entire planet would be neither too hot, nor too cold.
Every person would live for ever, and never grow old.
The streets in every city would be paved with gold.
And there would be no pot holes on the road.
No nation would be aggressive toward another nation.
Every nation would humanely govern itself as it chooses.
There would exist the purest form of Sovereignty among nations.
Peace will reign from East to West and from North to South Poles.
All transactions would be fair, and nothing would be deceitfully sold.
There would be fair trades between people everywhere around the globe.
Plenty of clean water for everyone, even the birds and the bees.
Medicines would be minimized, and healing would come from trees.
Children would play without fear of pedophiles.
No human would be bartered or bought.
No child abuse or women misused;
No abortions and no rapes;
No cruelties to any animal,
Including elephants and whales.
04112016 PS Contest, If You Could Change The World, Dan Kearley