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Nu det Nuuk

In Denmark and Greenland,
Red baseball caps say,
“Nu det Nuuk!” which is roughly
“Make America Go ‘Way!”

They’re sported at protests
And modeled on those
Worn by MAGA supporters,
Most normal folks’ foes.

The Danish translation,
“Enough is enough”
Is intended to be
A gigantic rebuff.

For America’s “leader”
Has crassly announced
That Greenland should be his
‘Cause his Nobel was trounced.

Since this overwrought bully,
Who violates rules,
Has his tantrums in public,
We all look like fools.

But in Greenland and Denmark,
The message is clear:
“Take your bluster and swagger
And get out of here!”

Soother

Twenty Nine pigeon dinners
and 24 gamehen dinners
where ordered
Catering to an orchestra
three meals
they were to perfect 
a new sound
"Just Like Lovers"
and
" Unstick Me Zippa"
   ) dance groove(
Intended to Inspire
Singers sing
Musicaians play
composers composer
great food and the Objectives
and goals det.
Let's do it!
Ya'll let's do0it!

Never Be Anuther You

your gone am all alone
my life you det the tone
where  ever you are
your always be my star
things  that you do
 thinking of it makes make blue
this  i say
there will be  
NUTHER YOU


Premium Member - Haiku X 218 - Moss Green -

Haiku

                                    with borrowed feathers
                                  the ancient tree of wisdom -
                                          sky is the limit




                                          In Norwegian

                                         med lånte fjær
                                  det eldgamle visdoms tre -
                                      grensen - himmelen





                                          12/01/2022
                                   Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
                              Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Move On

life is a task
 the past is the past
 life is do on die thats no lie
lot was done wrong
you must det  the tone
get up  you must
MOVE ON

Idi Emms

Here's my shoulder
giving it to you chilled
my teeth sunk in the bullet
It i name you day
Get y  o    u  r  a    c          t  together
__T or am i just missing the boat
__E
UpS
Just pulling your l________________e_____________g
Bent o___u____t
_________________o
___________________f
_______________________s
______________________h
____________________a
__________________p
________________e
You can say that again
That
Buy the skin of my teeth
bought a leg and an arm
it cost me well you can take it from there
Ignorance was bliss
until i knew about it
BLU once EMOON
Rain forgot its wallet had to take a cheque
DET devil AILS
FLA g MES
____o
S other fish EA
Bitten Shy Shy


Premium Member Father the Mercy You Grant Us I Am Not Worthy-

Deus et Pater gratias ago tibi semper,
I thank you always Father God
ut det Patri
cur vexas
Et miserere dona nobis
Non sum dignus
Hallelujah

non sum
Non sum dignus
Sed usquam
Et semper,
Deus et Pater gratias ago tibi semper,
 for giving Father
why do you bother
Mercy you grant us
I am not worthy
Hallelujah

Not I 
I am not worthy
But anyway
And in always
I thank you always Father God


7/10/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020 ©

Premium Member There Is a Poem In My Heart

There is a poem in my heart,
that beats in different dialects.

Da ist ein Gedicht in meinem Herzen,
which flows freely through my veins.

Il y à un poème dans mon cœur,
that tickles the tip of my tongue.

Existe um poema no meu coração,
which dances with a million sighs.

Wo xinzhong, youyi shou shi,
that is suppressed by emotionless expression.

Mery dil mein bi aik nazam hai,  
silent, as it cannot be heard through speech.

Jest wiersz w moim sercu,  
unwritten, as it cannot be read through words.

Am o poezie in inima mea,
that hides behind a dynasty of lyrics.

Det er et dikt i mitt hjerte,
which only serenades internal chambers. 

Yparxei ena poihma sthn kardia mou,
that conducts symphonies with my mind.

V moemy serzi jyve poezia,
which may never be understood. 

Mei wor echo kèn non ngasangasei,
that whispers words for my beloved.      

There is a poem in my heart,
because my heart is a poem.

The Silent One
25 April 2018

Forfaldne Hav

Forfaldne hav

En gang
fra havet
kom til mig en dråbe forsigtigt
suk:
- Jeg elsker dig lang tid.
 
Jeg gjorde kun en omfattende gåtur
at se på dig
fordi jeg ikke kunne dø
uden at kigge på dig en gang før,
med min frygt for at miste dig senere.

"Nu møder vi og ser,
             vi er ikke så adskilte,
se på den enorme krumning,
Samholdet af alt så perfekt!

Hvad angår mig og dig,
det uimodståelige hav adskiller os
tager os lidt tid væk,
selvom det ikke altid kan afvige os:
vær ikke utålmodig - en kort plads
og vær sikker på at jeg hilser luften,
jorden og havet,
hver dag ved solnedgang
for din elskede årsag, min kærlighed.

Premium Member - Maya -

In English
(Acrostic)



Maya ~ make my day positive, I can not imagine a day without her

Absolutely my very best friend ~ from morning to evening

You're loved ~ you're strong when I'm weak

Amazing ~ you might not see it ... but I do






In Norwegian
(Verse)


Maya ~ du gjør min dag positiv, jeg kan ikke tenke meg en dag uten henne

Absolutt min beste venn ~ fra morgen til kveld

Du er elsket ~ du er sterk når jeg føler meg svak

Fantastisk ~ kanskje ikke du kan se det ... men det kan jeg
















18.03.2018
Sun :) A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Premium Member Waterloo

Partir c'est mourir un peu..

Att skiljas är att dö en smula.
Av barn, fyllon och dårar får man höra sanningen.
Det är bäst att bita i det sura äpplet.
Den dagen, den sorgen.


The Story Begins

I remember long ago of night time kisses
Full of desire and apprehension, that you would disperse
You proclaimed your love, into my ear
I slept alone, the brisk cold hiding my fear

I would talk of dreams and foreign places
You begged me to go on and fulfill your dreams
Grand Manier nights , sad morning rays
Long gone was my love with golden hair

Daniel was not her lover
Under starry nights she held him close
I was nothing more than a friendly stranger
That he adored, and the son I never had

St Adolph would be my tormentor
On horses we rode in blankets of snow
Towards our destinies apart
Our fireplace of passion, we soon would depart

Like the brothers of Seville
I too was caught between two worlds
She would leave my heart in the cold of the rivers edge
From this day I became one of the walking dead

Plastic Ride

suicide by dynamite, 
nothing left .. 
though the crows will fight, 
plastic splosive with the lectric det, 
a splash of crimson no burial yet, 
disintergrations wise, 
and greener than me eyes,
 id bet. 
nah dont call the Vet,
me soul is launched and flies... :)

re: 'When I die ---Instructions' David Williams
.... Don

Eli and Oskar

eli & oskar

fullända ett band mellan två individer
de går ut i natten
de har varandras sällskap skull och
kön, som belastning som kan förstöra så många
helt enkelt inte in i denna ekvation ---
hon ger honom med sin egen vaksamhet
korten har delats ut för sina egna århundraden av
ångest, men hennes visdom är stor och
hon vet att minst nu,
hon har en vän, hon i själva verket har så mycket mer,
hon har en följeslagare som förstår henne tillräckligt att veta
han kommer aldrig riktigt förstå henne &
så acceptera detta faktum, känner oskar på samma sätt,
att ingen annan än eli skulle ta sig tid att ens försöka
att förstå honom.

de trotsar den logiska död relationer, dessa två,
de trotsar samhället som vill dem att konvertera, så snabbt att
pessimism,
eftersom det stryper alla unga så väl ---
de trotsar alla "gud" som tydligt anses dem båda
"fördömda" från början &
ännu,
de är tillsammans &
det är vettigt.

Premium Member For Anne Lise Andresen

Min Perfekte Kvinne
*
Jeg møtte nylig min perfekte kvinne.
Vi var begge sinnssyke, så det var en kamp laget i himmelen,
men forholdet vårt var en illusjon.
Min perfekte kvinnen var en hallusinasjon.

Euthenasia

	Nathan D.
Contest Name	
Best of the Best - poem

In the year of 2020,
Euthenasia was a blast,
cos we're over run with people,
billions millions every caste,

inventors in a frenzy,
finding new ways just to die,
invent a set of headphones,
that were deadly just to try,

one had a 38 slug with a electric det.
plug it into the music,
you aint heard nothing yet,
the subsequent explosion,
did clean his ears of wax,
the flow through ventilation,
ear to ear was of the max,

life is cheap in 2020,
when your'e waiting just to die,
till a Pakistani makes a bullet,
an your spirit gets to fly...

Don Johnson

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