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sitting upon the rocks
oval bleached souls
with stone hearts
watching the waves rise
thoughts drift away
into another world
obscured
by cryptic currents
on the crest you sit
on the tempest
long-haired temptress
enticing with
your mermaid vice
crashing waves carpet
galloping onto sands
the white steed crashes
as sea lime backslides
salt upon this earth
breathe wild and free
I hear the seagulls cry
echoing off cliffs where
white skull prey lays
one moment smiling
then washed away
I found my Shangri-La
amidst black tidal pools
of misted mirrored pearl
drops that fall then stop
breathing in sea air
leaving a little love
upon the golden sands
a sailors burial ground
in the emerald Isle
© Liam McDaid/Kim van Breda—March 2016
A collaboration with Kim van Breda - honored Kim
I've tossed some dreams
into corners
where they sit rusting -
dissected spare thoughts
for a restomod old body
smartly attired with
polished imperfections
swum life's streams
through currents
undulating promises
the color of sandstone
desert miles, turreted
rhododendrons, watered
slips off the extreme
thrown mortified moments
over the fence where
sophistication hid ,then
disguised what still is
numerous rooms,
dust gilded mirrors
flaking walls and trunk
decadence, borderline
decaying memories
of dazed indifference
garnering
no hitters pitched
on dream fields
where egos never bled
and superman never died;
pink tutu skirts wrapped
in the dust of past bright
alighted reminiscence
suspended in stage fright
pirates that held back
on black eye patches,
standing up against
their sick bullying;
tightfisted, shaken
clenched teeth hidden,
beneath awkward smiles
the nights wore down my
introspectiveness
while quicksand roses
reluctantly blushed...still
this virtual room will hold
all that my conscience
will forgive, casting
away offending lies
diffusing damaged
junk yard favorites
Have you ever smelled fresh lilacs
after blooming in the spring
Have you heard the song of a morning dove
while gently swaying on a swing
Have you ever watched a bald eagle soar
majestically in the sky
Have you noticed the shapes of the clouds
as they slowly rolled on by
Have you ever watched a sunset
that made the tears fall from your eyes
Have you ever smiled at the moon
then suddenly wondered why
This beauty which surrounds us
is amazing in every way
From the tulip to the daffodil
I hope you can see it everyday
August 6,2020
Nature Rhyming Poetry Contest
sponsor: Breda Chiri
Little darling, thy fada wears a garland of frowns,
The breda must explain their jokes to him across the night,
Worry devours his heart,his wallet emptied of light,
Fallen sistrins and soaring debts weigh him down.
Parasitic friends,the firewater that hauls him down,
Your mada' open relationship haunts him without end
You poor black girl,his paternal duty no hand can mend,
So little darling,mockingbird sings sagacity' gentle crown.
'' Motivate him'',cries nightingale,'' seek angels that heel,
Set calm and clear,boundaries firm and the rule of right,
Recall the days when Rastafari made his soul bright ,
Technicalized guidance cuts through despair and anger's steel.
Sistren and fada ,simmer down a little bit,sooth the strife,
And read The Holy Piby for blessings in holy Jah life''
Glossary of Useful non pompous English terms:
Fada-father
breda-brother
sistrins -sisters
mada--mother
Rastafari--the best religion
technicalized-professional
Holy Piby-Bible of Rastafari
You have heard about the birds Someone also told you about the bees
You never had much time for flowers and trees But let's pause a minute and talk 'Man To Man'.
I don't have much, but it just might help you a lot. Unless asked to, stop trying to always 'fix it'.
Learn to listen more, look less, and love softly. Learn to 'buy it', 'do it', and not forget to 'say it'.
Close the cave man shop, and learn how to mop and shop. It may be hard for you to cry; but somehow, you have to try.
There's a lot I am learning that could help you more;
but a little here and there is better than too much at once.
12262017 PS Contest, Advice From One Man To Another On Females, Breda Chiri
"Poetry Souper Heroes: The Sequel"
by: Eric L. Boddie
As we last saw, Anita Sharma was coming in
What's that Melody Thomas, I had to ask my friend
It's called Falling Raindrops, Kim Patrice Nunez is the singer
By German composer Kim van Breda, rumor has it she's a swinger
She lives on Lin Lane in the house where there is a Mystic Rose
Tom was a country boy, but Laura? Urbaniak I suppose
Becca Teagan walked by as we heard the sound of a gun
She then fell to the ground, oh my, what has Cherl Dunn
Soon after, officers Ian Guyler and Connie Marcum Wong pull up as the scene diminishes
All we could tell them was these are simply the Remnants Of Some Silly Experiences
She lost her job as a teacher because she told the kids, on every Paige, Reed for yourself
But when the principal fired her, who would have thought she would have taken her last breath
This was all too disturbing, Andrea Dietrich said let's go to the dance
But when we got inside all it said was Charmaine Chircop vs Casarah Nance
I said where is the dance, she said welcome to the mud fight
There's a family tag team handicap main event, Terry and Chante Reeves vs Sophiya Kamil tonight
I said will this degradation of women ever cease
And that's when Robert Stoner Jr. told Stella, "Fullard is slang for obese"
That's when Kelly Deschler came in, armed to the t, and said the violence is about to increase....
to be continued....