Best Ukuleles Poems

One year,  over the ocean, Santa veered  off course
His reindeer were battling a hurricane  force. 
As the sleigh went  spinning and spiraling around,
 an  island appeared far below on the ground,
dotted with palms on  a white sandy beach.
Santa took heart that land was in reach.
Through starlight’s glow and the light of the moon 
Santa touched...

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yellow daisy chain
Birkenstocks sandals
ukuleles play
peace sign happy face
a hippie child

1960’s
Woodstock music
pass around bong
free love flowing

bell bottoms
hip-huggers
lava lamp

flower
child

love...

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Two Aloha-shirted Hawaiians 
of generous girth were strumming 
their ukuleles 
on a small stage in front of the hotel’s poolside bar
in the late afternoon, 
rehearsing for the night’s performance. 
It must have been the low season,
as both bar and pool were deserted. 
and the singer,...

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// This is my tribute to the many blessings that music brings to our
lives. I know many of you share this enthusiasm and gratitude. //

Appreciating an amazing artform: allegro, andante, or adagio -
Bach, Beethoven, Brahms: beautiful berceuse, ballad, and bolero
Classical concertos and Christmas chorales crescendo...

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I ask you to paint.
You, on the other hand
want me to write again.

But the ink in all my pens 
has dried
and I am left here stranded
abandoned
Trying to capture with millions and millions
of words, what you could easily paint
in the stroke of a brush –

and when...

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Music can be mellow
Ukuleles are used to make music
Some people like to sing along to music
Italy made the musical instrument violin
Calming music helps people go to sleep...

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(Land that doth marry mother lode 
of sublime earthen land and sea).
 
Age of exploration 
   ushered cruel fate 
   against “red” men living 
   in bliss by agents

   patch of eden north 
   o...

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Here where I am, it is warm and sunny.
This is not a typical December scenery.
I am a long way from my home in New Jersey.
You can find me in the shade under a tall palm tree.
I am spending Christmas in the state of Hawaii.

Whether I...

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Only at Christmas, God knows why
Pleasing everyone, you take the cue
Quick, just one more gift to buy
Really, did you think you were thru?
Sweaters, socks and fancy hair bows
Teens always looking for new clothes
Ukuleles, drums for the young ones
Violins, little cellos just for fun
Why did you...

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We have the spark 
That starts the fire 

It lies deep 
inside of us 

Like butterflies 
in the stomach 
it wants to emerge 

The spark that starts the fire 
it lays in our fingertips 

The spark that starts the fire  
It sits in the...

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There is only one official palace on USA soil
Iolani Palace in Honolulu, Hawaii, where slaves didst toil
Former home of King Kalakauna a well-thought of king
and his sister Queen Lil’uokalani who knew how to sing

three American architects rebuilt it – Baker Wall and Moore.
Known as American...

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L is for Loving Life 
A is for Amazing Adventures 
B is for Beautiful Butterflies 
O is Optimistic Orangutans
U is for Unique Ukuleles 
R is for Radiant Roses 

D is for Delicate Deer
A is for Awesome Apples 
Y is for Yellow Yarn 

Happy Labour Day...

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The Oahu Ouch





On the island of Oahu, once lived, the Princess Bess.
A sexy, young thing, who did the hula, both to attract and impress.
As the ukuleles, played, the lovely, tall, palm tress swayed.
A furious monkey got so very angry and dismayed.
Threw a coconut at her head...

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As they hurried to the door, the sounds of laughter and shouts from outside faded but never completely disappeared. They could still hear the teenagers chanting and the Bunny making sarcastic comments to keep the situation wierd. Their distraction technique was working, but they knew...

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Stuff, stuff everywhere
I'm surrounded by stuff
here and there.

Stuff, stuff everywhere
Hiding in every nook 
and cranny

Stuff, stuff everywhere 
everywhere I look I see stuff
I see books, books everywhere 
I see guitars, ukuleles and paper everywhere 

Stuff, stuff everywhere 
It's so overwhelming. 
It's time to stop writing...

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