(Lily, Lada and Pema, 2025)
In The Morning
In the morning I sit
Coffee cup in hand
Dogs nestled in on either side
Feeling like a bump on a log
With no desire to do anything
To disturb the peace of the moment.
Inside my thoughts are a gentle cascade
All the dream images of the night before
Like pieces of several different puzzles
Jumbled all together in the same box
Not needing to be sorted
As much as simply settled.
The dogs around me have no such issues
Each of them sound asleep
Each of them a soporific engine of their own
Casting a wide net of calm and comfort
In a world where everything is always
Just one day of moments at a time.
(8/18/25)
Categories:
lada, dog, morning, peace,
Form: Narrative
A small war
At the outskirt of Europe, a war
has broken out in countries where everyone drives Lada
mothers interviewed are proud of their sons
defending their land.
Should one son die, a big picture will appear in the living room
neighbors invited to coffee and cakes
his proud mother will tell what a good boy he was
and he died with honor.
I suppose in Nazi Germany, mothers said the same
until there were no sons left.
There will be peace, and everyone will claim victory
life will go on among the semi-literary people
who are doomed to live among high mountains and not learning
from past mistakes
Categories:
lada, absence, adventure, age, betrayal,
Form: ABC
The conference
I had gone to a writer's conference
The room was full of authors only interested
in reading and pushing their book
I had brought a book called Hunger, written
by Knut Hamsun, the pages were loose and
kept falling off, but there was a picture
of him a stern man-looking intellectual
The leader of the meeting, a man who was
proud he had not gone to college and said
he knew more than anybody else
did want to read Hamsun's book, because
Knut had gone to university in Oslo
Since the room was full of writers pushing
their work and didn't want to be influenced
by other voices, I left
In the parking lot, all the cars were white, my
car was a Russian jeep called Lada, but
I couldn't find it, so took my leave of the scene
Categories:
lada, absence, adventure, age, social,
Form: ABC
(Lada and Pema, 2023)
Dog Heaven
It’s a mid August morning
The time of summer
It all starts to wind down
With the dog days finally behind us.
I sit on the couch
To simply stare out the window
At sprinklers doing their thing
Amid layers and layers of soothing green.
And immediately two of my four dogs join me
The biggest and smallest pushing in
As close as they can to give and get
In equal measure what is best called love.
And while I look outward
Into the yard for solace
I see that they are content within
Secure in a peace that only a dog can know.
(8/13/24)
Categories:
lada, dog, love, peace, summer,
Form: Narrative
(Lada, 2020)
“Good Girl”
The archetypal relationship
Of man and dog
Shows the depths of our unity
Philosophy, religion, politics
Who cares, in the face
Of such relationship!?
(3/13/24)
Categories:
lada, dog, love,
Form: Narrative
Electric cars
I have always liked cars and like driving often for pleasure
I like the many styles of cars, from Mercedes to Lada,
I have driven both, and apart from the hard seat
I do have a soft
for the Lada; as for Mercedes, it doesn't need my write-up
to know apart from being stylish, it also has a used car value
the misunderstood Lada had.
Lately, cars tend to look like one another, hatchback and small
4 wheel drives pretending to be muscular
of the many cars, few are made in the USA, until recently
now we have Tesla, big, smooth, and artless, designed by
a computer and a hundred technicians in white coats
it is said:" Too many cooks spoil the broth."
I stop with my small Mercedes that has a high seat and clear
View at a roundabout waiting to go, Tesla inches forward
looking like an elegant lady who has paid for her beauty
by sacrificing her womb, no one will remember her when
something new appears, and it will!
I have had many cars, bought for their charm sometimes
they broke down, but they had what Tesla did not
Personality!!!
Categories:
lada, age, arabic, bangla, beach,
Form: Burlesque
Electric cars
I have always liked cars and like driving often for pleasure
I like the many styles of cars, from Mercedes to Lada,
I have driven both, and apart from the hard seat
I do have a soft
for the Lada; as for Mercedes, it doesn't need my write-up
to know apart from being stylish, it also has a used car value
the misunderstood Lada had.
Lately, cars tend to look like one another, hatchback and small
4 wheel drives pretending to be muscular
of the many cars, few are made in the USA, until recently
now we have Tesla, big, smooth, and artless, designed by
a computer and a hundred technicians in white coats
it is said:" Too many cooks spoil the broth."
I stop with my small Mercedes that has a high seat and clear
View at a roundabout waiting to go, Tesla inches forward
looking like an elegant lady who has paid for her beauty
by sacrificing her womb, no one will remember her when
something new appears, and it will!
I have had many cars, bought for their charm sometimes
they broke down, but they had what Tesla did not
Personality!!!
Categories:
lada, age, arabic, bangla, beach,
Form: Burlesque
A small war
At the outskirt of Europe a war
has broken out in countries where everyone drives Lada
mothers interviewed are proud of their sons
defending their land.
Should one son die, a big picture will appear in the living room
neigbours invited to coffee and cakes
his proud mother will tell what a good boy he was
and he died with honour.
I suppose in Nazi Germany, mothers said the same
until there were no sons left.
There will be peace, and everyone will claim victory
life will go on among the semi-literary people
who are doomed to live among high mountains and not learning
from past mistakes
Categories:
lada, books, creation,
Form: Blank verse
OH YE GOD OF LOVE
MIGHT MY LOVE COME TO ME
OH YE GOD OF LOVE MIGHT THEN
MIGHT THEY SEE
OH YE GOD OF LOVE
MIGHT THEY WISH US TO MARRY
WITHOUT DEFINING WHAT WE ARE
AND WITHOUT SPEAKING ILL OF THEE
OH YE GOD OF LOVE
MARRY ME.
DANTERING THE WORLD
TO HAVE MY LOVE TO MARRY ME
MIGHT I FIND LOVE AND MIGHT THEN SHOULD A WORLD
HAVE US SEE
WORSTEN NOT TO HAVE
MIGHT BRIGHT SKIES SHINE OUR WAY
UNEVENTFUL NIGHTS
THAT WE MIGHT LOVE THESE NIGHTS AWAY
OH YE GOD OF LOVE
MARRY ME.
LADA SPOKE TO THE GODS IN ONE VOICE
SO THAT THOSE WHO BELEIVED IN CHRIST SHALL HEAR
THAN THEY HAVE SPOKE THESE WORDS
THE CHURCH SHALL UNDERSTAND
IN THIS UNDERSTANDING
THEY SHALL MARRY THESE PEOPLE
WITHOUT HAVING THEM TO SUFFER LOSE
AND FOR THEM NOT TO BE HOMELESS
SO THAT THEY SHALL FIND WORK
AND THEY SHALL DRINK THE WATER
THAT THE CHURCH HAS BLESSED.
MIGHT THEY COUPLE TO PROCREATE
MIGHT THEY WISH TO BUILD A HOME
MIGHT THEIR FARMS BE PROSPEROUS
MIGHT THEIR INHABIT NEIGHBORS BE FRIENDLY KIND AND CARING
THAT THEY SHALL HAVE NONE BUT EACH
TO MAKE LOVE TO AND THAT MIGHT THEY REMARRY
IF THEY ARE PARTED.
Categories:
lada, christian, film, happiness, music,
Form: Ballad
A beast of another color;
Is when you, Pathos
have no restrictions and no worries and your Oozing out confidence. when you Freyr set your own self on a pedestal drawing a line in the sand, deviding up creadence and sceptisizem.
It is one that taunts a souls inner desires pokes at their hunger and leaves them plotting their own sexual deviancy, with the open sexuality of you Teicu at the foremost of every one of their lustful ambitions.
You Lada leave them with no other recourse but to simply engulf their utmost being into Inannas inner most delicate delights. to bath in the nectar gifted by the gods of fertility, adsorbing the youthful ambiguity that seeps forth a certain certitude, a presence of passion and covetness from your pores like a fragrance of no other on this planet.
One that seems to be coaxing those in your emidiate presence to forget all inhibitions and experience the feen of flesh, one that walks amongst beings reminding them that true beauty is at hand and you none the wiser of your power make it even more attractive!
It is my weakness, trust me I should know.
By Desi E. Sherman
Categories:
lada, allusion, angel, appreciation, beauty,
Form: Free verse
Ultima Thule by Jimmy Boom Semtex
ISBN: 978-1-326-14210-0
from my new book under my pen name
Lakes
Living in a world of memories. I remember our holidays in the Lake District in my auntie's cottage. Going to mountain warplane crashes, visiting the lakes, climbing real mountains and seeing quaint villages and towns.
Driving there in my dad's Avenger and later on, his Lada. Seeing RAF jets fly low in the valleys. For a while, thinking I'd do that one day. Eating Kendal Mint Cake, hard on the teeth, great on the gut! Give me some more.
Collecting all manner of stones; pebbles off St Bee's beach, minerals from Goldscope mines, slate from Whinlatter quarry and a dozen other things from the Mother Earth. Was this where my love of the natural world started?
Those meaningful 70s and 80s holidays faded into my youth. My 20s, 30s and early 40s passed. Decades stealing my memories, eroding their sharpness. But not taking the feeling in my heart. One day I will day return.
Categories:
lada, beauty, england, environment, imagery,
Form: Free verse
Steamed Ferret
Very steamy hot thoughtful stuff
get me hotter sure enough
getting hard to keep it down
feral ferret will swim or drown
would you like to eat a chop
as i'm fumbling at your top
lamb is good but tiddley's better
cannot get the catch unfetter
can we have a cuddle now
moving closer to the chow
tween your thighs I could slip
panties dinna wanna slip
things are damp its getting harder
no way to get between
in a rotten Russian Lada
gear stick jabs me so obscene
finally i'm in the passion pit
plunging driven just to it!
yes i'll make you moan a bit
but i'm only dreaming :)
Don Johnson
Yes Trace :)
Categories:
lada, adventureme,
Form: Rhyme
Welcome to the bungalow of tender Isabel
Where we got so many cherry sparks,
Santa Terpsichora now is sitting with a pal
Drinking under the portrait of Richard Marx!
Many times repeat the words of very jolly song:
'Fly and dream about tender love!',
Feel here good and have all our funny moments! How?
Yes, let smile and kiss - we really now miss!
Welcome to the city of the fairy uncle George:
'Country, you are the bridge to future - Washington!'
Use this highway as all people flying on a Porsche
Or as children and Madonna on the new Don John!
Welcome to the motel of a tender Donna Rose
Where we also stay and sing with our friends,
Don Diego is sitting with a red and jolly nose
Smiling under the portrait of Lada Dance!
Categories:
lada, family, children, people,
Form: Classicism