Best Tai Poems
Park of unfenced wildness
densely packed in light infused summer
city folk beat paths of free spirited essence
park pigeons squat, survey seniors
in the grip of Tai Chi
to seize a different footing
orchestrated movement
Pigeons in an uncertain watch
wait
anticipating
trusting park folk to feed them
then launch in a flap fury of wings and cooing
to seniors' arms extended, open palms
Tai Chi posing
a tableau of food (mis-read)
open handed offerings?
absent
bird swarmed,
seniors shriek as in a Hitchcock film
their eroded routine
wellness check thwarted
push back 'gainst a flock,
shadowboxing the open air
seniors scatter
take flight in leaps fearful like space walk wandering
re-kindled voltage like lost sex energy lit
spectacle, in bird-winged fear
when movement's no longer the quiet order
we control
Poems composed July 13/2022
Budgie Budgie what can I say about a man named Budgie
when it comes to writing poetry, he's as tender as can be
but when it comes to rocking your world with his guitar,
well watch out FANS, for he's the best musician by far;
Budgie Budgie what can I say, "its your Birthday today
and its only right to make a wish on this very special day
White wolves will howl at the moon tonight so celebrate,
have a piece of cake, enjoy every morsel on your plate
Budgie Budgie King of Poetry you "poet of all times"
lets sit back and watch him shimmer, and shine
Happy Birthday dear friend, best tie is a friendship tie
that is why I knotted this poem with love, & Mai Tai .
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY FRIEND
MAKE IT COUNT...
February 10, 2021
1
Oh, gentle child, how doth my heart still burn
thine absence half a decade spent in vain
to break the bonds that tie, that fett’ring chain
that holds me from embracing thee, thyself in turn.
Thine all enchanting smile, piercing eyes–
thy flailing arms, the limbs, with rhythmic stroke –
responses soundless to the silent words I spoke
to thee before from thee Fate forced me from thy cries.
I watched thee grow through temp’rate times of yore –
remembering the gall’ry of my mind.
‘Twas all I had.
2
Oh, gentle child, how doth my heart still ache
thy presence all too far in distant land
where careless arms push thee with calloused hand
away from mine where once I swore thee none could take.
Thine eyes with tears I shared I shed alone
so thou might never feel the agony
the anguish, loss of my identity,
thy father, thee my offspring, daughter, dearest one.
I watched thee grow through chilling times, and more –
remembering thy portrait in my mind.
‘Twas all I had.
. 3
Oh, gentle child, how doth my soul yet yearn
those many hours oft upon my breast
thy head thou laid safe harbor for thy rest,
thy questions, mind alert, thy hungering to learn.
Thy voice I hear through dreams and zephyr breeze,
thou lark by morn by eve the nightingale,
as Dawn and Dusk, Aurora without fail,
thou hast my heart and soul kept warm with ease.
I watch thee grow, and will, forever more –
remembering thy sculpture in my mind.
‘Tis all I have.
4
Until we are as one renewed
some future date somewhere awaits
when thou her servant dare to flee
that which with thee so long accrued
where here I love and there she hates
that wily witch who bindeth thee.
Break loose those prison bars that bind
thy tired wings that flap in vain –
Renew thy pledge at length to find
thy youthful freedom once again.
Then shalt thy flags fly high aloft
while eagles scream thy freedom song,
while robins chirp with redbreast, soft –
all a capella – pure and long.
Then both our souls shall share their peace,
a father and his daughter, found
to spend their lives on borrowed lease
to live and die on hallowed ground.
Thus, take, Tai-Ana, this, my prayer
that fathers and their children hear
of this solemnity
that children here and everywhere
ne’er shed a sad though soulful tear
for all eternity.
[Finis]
This is putting the spirit rum to good use.
Just mix it with a little pineapple juice.
Put it in a shaker with some cracked ice,
Shake it up, strain it into a glass, and it's nice.
For a extra touch, use a little garnish:
Add a pineapple spear and a cherry if you wish.
This is a great drink for either a gal or guy.
What we have here is called a Mai-Tai.
WHEN THE TIME COMES TAI
Time is timeless as it floats gently in impermanence
pasts presents and futures blend inter-mingle wave
it’s rapture’s melodies and pastel pastures lush and
luscious rhyming contrast complementing contradiction
When you pass on you wish to travel to the sound of
‘I am the Goddess of hellfire’ as we stream and gleam
in an unconventional concept of passion and heaven
You chose that every one must wear cotton of tie-dye
showing the colours shadows and exuberance of life
For now we permeate and melt our lover’s lava halting
in the many moments sparkling fire works togetherness
When my time comes Tai I wish to die in your arms
after making love for eternity peacefully collapsed
and snuggled to your kindness and compassion your
fairy telling wings and roots your fragrance of beauty
Trusting transscendence the moon and the spoon
touching feeling intuiting engulfing our river’s spray
our wedded rings clicking love infinity one more time
before passing you and I one final time crescendo
into a different sanctum transiting longevity I wish you
to take my ashes to the highest mountain of memories
When the time comes Tai and only then I hope to die
in your arms and your presence’s present and only then
together in the spirit of love the moment and the time
12 July 2016
Alice is only 17 so put her studies on hold,
Of psychology, English literature and art,
To train for the Rio Paras, hard as she could,
In New Milton, in Collegiate’s school pool.
Born with a club foot, she’s had 14 operations,
Which fused her feet and ankles, 90 degrees,
Because she also has deformed lower legs -
So she was classed as a para-swimmer 2010.
In 2014 Alice competed in the Euro Champs,
In Eindhoven which is in the Netherlands,
Where she won a gold 50m freestyle relay,
A silver in the 100m back, a bronze freestyle.
Then the next year Alice went to the Worlds,
IPC, in Glasgow where she won four medals:
A gold 4x100 medley relay, bronze 100m back,
Bronze fly, and a bronze 4x100m free relay.
So in Rio she achieved much, a great success,
Because she won 4x100 medley relay gold,
Also a bronze for the S10 100m backstroke.
She was born on the 31st January in 1999.
Today I practiced
tai-chi in front of a mirror
with a dozen beginners my age.
I didn't apologize
as I thought I might.
Strange
to pick out the
reflexively familiar.
Icon I,
seen from the outside.
Some of us
would have commanded
with angry eyes
if rumples were smoothed
but now we listen.
They lined up like this
in many old photographs of
unsymmetric faces
unceremonious bodies,
dignities clinginging to fact.
When I did the
hug-a-tree today,
I could feel my
breathing in my fingers
as the air
in my body moved my blood.
That Norwegian professor,
when I was 25,
told me that would happen.
One body, he told me,
like a fluid-filled bag,
like a decorative icing
squeezer.
Several times today
I could feel time stop
and I could feel the
gap between my fingers
tremble.
Rose collector bird
shades of pink blossom bulbuls
Lovely crimson set
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYtZO94K_Lk)
Mai Tai Madness
~Oh, my friend, Gloria!~
Funny~till drinks made her totally unstable.
We nearly got killed in her car!
When on the Golden Gate Bridge,
she screamed" I left my sweater
back at the bar."
Making a U-turn in the middle of
the Golden Gate Bridge at rush hour, OMG,no less!
Cuss words and the "bird" were
so shocking, I must confess.
I made the sign of the cross, said
my final prayers, with closed eyes.
My stomach filled with a flurry
of butterflies.
So grateful was I to get home in
one piece,
I literally cried and begged God
to give Gloria, sober peace.
June 22, 2019
3:30 pm PST
Too many Mai Tais, zany Matilda, drank!
Whoops, she hit the sea-wall and arrested for
being tanked!
A big flirt was she, and the Officer fell.
Now a huge wedding is planned, do tell!
12/2/2020
Mt Tai
How do I describe lofty Mt. Tai’s grandeurs?
Straddling Qi and Lu states, its green lingers.
The most gorgeous landscape the Nature has drawn,
The dark and light sides convert into dusk and dawn.
Floating clouds cleanse the mortal mind and soul;
Birds fly home in groups along the mount on a scroll.
I shall climb to the top and therefrom a bird-view will
Render all the other mountains around into small hill.
(tran.)
Am considerating signing up
For a beginners class in Tai Chi but
Not sure it's for me
My old bones agree
The will is here but the bod needs a nudge
I wasn't long in Hong Kong,
before I saw my first tai chi,
and it gave me the strangest notion,
the exercisers, advancing all in a row,
were line dancing in slow motion.
They put their left hand in,
right hand out,
in, out, in, out,
waved them all about
and, set to soothing, soulful music,
the male practitioners suggestively sang,
"If you show me your yin,
I'll show you my yang."