Long Av Poems

Oi be nowt but an auld country hick,
we a liddle bit of gall, an a lotta stick.
Oi baint niver afeared to speak me mind,
nor critizise folks harshly iffen Oi find
zummit I don’t loik.  Tis...

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Yesterday I was in a little funk
because I got peed on by a big skunk
             took a long shower
    ...

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Vietnam in '68
By Franklin Price
08/10/2020

January '68, I arrived at Cam Rahn Bay
Found out this place, in Vietnam, was the best place I could play
Ground bound, in the Air Force, and living on the beach,
On a...

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Well, it has been one year since I joined Poetry Soup.
I smile now, because I have met this wonderfully diverse group.

August 7th, 2013 was a day that would change my life.
I finally found the place...

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Why does BDS (Boycott Sanction and Divest in Israel) have to do with the radical Islamic nation Iran and its terrorists group of Hamas? From the Ivy League East Coast university of Yale to even...

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The call came in just after 2:00pm,
Anton was doing office paperwork,
a big part of any detective’s job,
lucky he had never been bad with words.

The word was that a body had been found
by some children playing...

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"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."      Quote by _Samuel Taylor Coleridge (from his writings)

There’s a magical cemetery north of here they say,
It’s...

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CECE YA FAMILIA, HONOR, LIKE TWINS

She is looking at mi with love.
in her eyes and a look..
concerned about her bro...
i try to second guess her
today she inst playing ball
she stares back determined..
hedging me between a...

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Good memories of our brother Tom,
I remember growing up with Tom.

He is  my favorite brother,
When we came to Canada and he was born.

The beautiful days together, 
 When Tom was a baby.

I used to...

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FRIENDLY WISHES

In this season of red and white
I wish I could express myself without anybody asking me why
Even when I can't deliver flowers at your door
Nor tag your names to the roses
I wish I could...

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U are one of the reasons  why some 
women are barren, with God looking 
at people like you that he gave 
children and u av failed miserably to 
guide and protect them. You are...

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Wee, wee rid rid coated thing
tae ma hert sic joy yea bring.
Wae elegance an' tender charm,
ma racin' hert yea sae disarm.

Yea hang there among yer kind,
Bright an' braw but sae refined.
Ma wee rid rid coated...

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THE LANCASHIRE LAD 1914-18

Hello Mother, a nurse is writing this for me,
I’ve lost my arm and a bit of my leg you see,
But I’m up on crutches and hobbling about,
So this afternoon, they’re shipping me...

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Roses may lay a Beautiful bed down d valley while the morning star adore the little island. I've a friend that is more beautiful, and she makes my life wonderful. 

The Barbados may line its...

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Today's unvaccinated experience 
within
and upon natural spiritual Earth
is yesterday's clearly
most purely
manifest destiny.

On the other hand,
what tomorrow's post-pandemic destiny
will most healthy manifest
cannot be rooted
in other than silent gratitude
for currently positive deviant,
healthy ecological,
economically co-invested 
multiculturing democratic 
socio-economic...

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I envision myself as a talented soloist,
After singing Elvis in the dinning-room, to a thankful audience

Would  i be nervous or feel comfortable with the audience,
I would  dream of wearing a beautiful gown.

Along way...

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"She's eight weeks old and weaned," the farmer said,
then placed the trembling Pup within Meg’s arms.
"It’s time to go and find a home away
from home where she can romp and learn and grow."
Her friskiness, bright...

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Pyu Ray

I wanted to write to u, 
to let u know,
that ur were the sun that lit my day,
and the moon that shone
in my path through the night

Charles Mwalimu

I wanted to write to you, my...

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“Ay up me duck” sed me dad to me mam,
“Ah'v gorr’us some cobs and some nice Walkers ham”;
“The market was manic” he continued to speak’,
“I popped up to Linekers' to get fruit for the week”;
He...

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I see the wrinkles in your suntanned brow,
You carried burdens then; you see them now.
You’ve heard the cries your people who in pain,
Have shed their tears two hundred years like rain. 

Your sad brown eyes,...

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The pain of looking in a mirror and seeing
 a reflect that ought to be imperfect,
Lord it looks disturbing...
I cant even tell if the girl i see is me...

The shadows cloak my heart
They creep in...

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(Metrical form of writing worthily represented here in this poem composed by Giorgio Venetopoulos, had remained unpublished.)


The maiden's form diffuses neath the rain
and beautiful she steps around the sage
The mists embrace her dream on this...

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Oh, how I cherish that bright sun!  But, she
must turn me often lest I grow deformed
and stifled in my quest for too much light.

And at the faithful window, day by day,
that glow appears- my...

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I smile and feel the wind massage my face
Then close my eyes to smell the fresh sea air
The seagull’s wings catch wind then float with grace
A day on Sylt can wash away all care.

I love...

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B Before the Virus may be a reckoning among calendars
A As we deal with one bigger than Depression, topsy-turvy times -
B Before Virus (BV) I loved the World Markets, welcomed China
Y Yuan, Yen, Dollar, Pound...

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