Poems should be about cheery things
Like Putin's death and Biden's retiring
Categories:
bim, cheer up, poetry,
Form: Couplet
I am waiting
For the colonists’ offspring
To see.
See what’s already there.
Been there decades,
hundreds and thousands of years.
Brewarrina. Birrngi-Bream.
Condah. Tuupuurn-Galaxis.
Bolac. Smoked eels.
Curly Mitchell Grass.
Nodding Greenhoods.
Yam Daisy-Murnong.
Budj Bim.
World Heritage.
Right here!
Dark Emu.
Read it.
Grasp the future.
Don’t wait.
Act.
Thrive.
Categories:
bim, discrimination, prejudice, racism, wisdom,
Form: Free verse
Abracadabra
With nothing up my sleeve
Watch me carefully
As I try to be
Something that I'm really not
Someone other than me
Abracadabra
With nothing up my sleeve
Hocus Pocus
Trying to not own this
What's behind the curtain
Is a bit out of focus
You'll never guess what's behind my back
It's best if you don't notice
Hocus Pocus
Trying to not own this
Sim Sala Bim
No more than slight of hand
Watch as I pull out of my hat
Less than life demands
Some say it's magic
Depends on where you stand
Sim Sala Bim
No more than slight of hand
Categories:
bim, life, magic,
Form: Rhyme
I'd like to take this opportunity to express a full measure of sympathy
To the family of the late Mortimer Snurd, an amputee whose plight moved us
to gimpathy
And to his wife Anabelle Fofoofnik Snurd, whose wobbly gait triggered
our limpathy
--Not to mention his poor children, upon whom we showered our impathy.
Of course, there's the Snurd's loyal family mutt, Blurd, who gets all of
our Rin-tin-timpathy,
Yes, even their security guard, Slurd, who couldn't prevent four break-ins,
receives our wimpathy.
And as we part from you, O Snurds, here's a little song to demonstrate our
bim-bom-bimpathy:
Cheery-bim, Mortimer Snurd
Cheery-bom, Annabelle
Cheery-bim, Blurd
Cheery-bom, Slurd
Cheery-bim-bom-bim-bom-bim-bom
--How Absurd!
Categories:
bim, humorous, silly, tribute,
Form: Light Verse
In the Kitchen
This is about a particular drawing though I wish not to disclose which one exactly I
mean for it matters so much that it matters no longer because my friends Arthur and
Bim watch over their kitchen rest their bones now and fly in spirit together
In the Pembrokeshire winds
Little squiggles on paper of lovers drawn with life-long experience to master the craft
of surreal expression what is and may yet be like a curious child expressing the world
and it holds so much description of how Pablo adorned the evolution of
Genuine genius
Like the outlined lovers who hung framed on the panel the Giardellis had eloped and
spent their lives painting collaging and sculpting in the former Warren School House
where they played ping pong on a table like soul mates’ embrace in the gallery with
Pablo adorning their life
Art work is what it means to the viewer ink drawn on canvas beholding the meaning
depicted straight into the heart and the soul when they join essence symbiosis along
On a stone wall over the Aga it had lived as they had
Breakfast with Picasso each every day
25th April 2017
Categories:
bim, art,
Form: Free verse
Bim and Kim are my best friends,
I think they’re rather neat.
Bim and Kim can twist and bend.
There second names are feet.
Bim goes left Kim follows suit,
If Bim jumps Kim jumps to.
The two of them are so darn cute,
When snuggled in my shoe.
Bim and Kim they like to run,
Trying to outrun each other.
They stick to me when having fun,
I guess I am their mother.
When Bim gets tired Kim stays still,
I watch them as they snooze
I laugh at them, I always will
When the two of them trade shoes.
Bim and Kim they love to laugh
And like to run through puddles.
Then after we all take a bath,
I give them lots of cuddles.
Brenda Meier-Hans
Written 08.31.2014
Categories:
bim, baby, children, kids, fun,
Form: Rhyme
There is an imp name stim
Stim touched the rim
his dads name is bim
they eat out of bins
heres my crim
buy some din
eat some tim
watch out its a rim
oh no stim ate rim
watch out IM ****ING RETARDED!
Categories:
bim, absence, allah, animal, autumn,
Form: Haiku
Credit Crunch
So they rob the money
Ain't that Funny
Banker,Flankers,Tankers
Fingers in the pot
Political situation hot
Slight of hand, diversion
Laundering, pondering
Dollars devalued
Pumps run dry
Petrol prices sky high.
Weep little peasants
Learn the lies
Under employment
Over indulgence
Credit cards blaze
Fictitious accounts,
Spending craze
Bim, bam , Wham
Credit crunch
No more caviar for brunch.
Porsche parked, others jump
Pension crisis, Banking slump.
Brinks Matt robbed !!
And no guns pulled
Faces change, government bull
Play the card, Tell a story
Worldwide crisis, escalating prices.
Bankers paid, government sway
A con trick is a con trick
Watch the play
Another angle, another drift
What if? What if?
Then move to the present
Unemployment rising,
Increased border crossing
Refugees , returnees
And don't forget
The deportees.
Holy Moses we are Sunk!
Run to the tax havens
Lets do a debunk.
See Ya!!
Categories:
bim, business,
Form: Rhyme
A Thunderous Roar
But Yet With An Accent I Do Adore
Jamaican Speech Synchronized
With A French And Bim Flavor
Locks Beautiful And Blonde
Power, Strength & Spiritual Vibes Surround
With Eyes That Are Turquoise Green
And Words That Are Divine And Clean
Out To Rise Up Mankind
And Free Us From Babylon
Aswan The Lioness
Protector Of The Lair
Empress To The Throne
Positive Vibes, Positive Thinking
Brings A Positive Meaning
To A Positive Life
©Copyright Brian Pierre-Alexander 2005
Categories:
bim, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
When the labels all out tuned to words
A seduction out fumes to poets
A creaming skim of out reach worlds
In witty writing as dove doth
A firm flight beyond the world's known
Yet gently glides in the sky of learned
The weathest of men are not those wit clone
Verily, on all things, words are bim
And the titles of time are all plead
a die now or a die later is but a die
The words i label, come not of high sea
But the ink that all eyes see
Categories:
bim, art, devotion, education, faith,
Form: I do not know?