Long Burmese Poems
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Mach my words, that time travel aye
foresee (rather than being
at a stand still, nee frozen
analogous to cry
oh ja hen nicks, or more particularly
going backwards)
this chap doth espy
great breakthroughs,
asper similar advances this guy
i.e. myself witnesses quantum leaps I
learn (reading The University Of Penn Gazette)
the Burmese doctoral
engineering student Kai
Sir Von Wilhelm Harris
made profound advances within
advanced combined research
laboratory of rocket surgery
and brain science set my
mouth ajar
(with rivulets of drool spilling forth)
constructing a simple
to assemble gizmo (avail able
common household materials
rendered unto YouTube), and/or Cable
Comcast, Fios, Infosys, et cetera
which accidental discovery
automatically codified feign
top secret "FAKE" news to enable
boot (simply for formality sake)
code named Clark Gable
yet in reality (a faux veil of secrecy)
to con Vince sing lee
foster an inimitable
mystique, button truth
for general public to unzip noble
no red bull) knowable
handy escape to past or future
and essentially unlocked laudable
simple "household solution"
to become the latest craze
(synonymous with an opiate - manageable
minus addiction, conviction,
and excruciation viz zit operable
via needle marks of the masses
within a fortnight necessary
supplies sans quantifiable
while Das Donald Trump
could enact legislation satisfiable
knowing majority being
totally tubularly oblivious unalterable
measures permanently infringing on inalienable
rights such as life, liberty
and the pursuit of winnable pacification.
let me give you some history of the Republic of the Union of Myanmar
is that Burma?
it used to be
they won’t let us have more than two children
they persecute us daily
we cannot travel freely and are refused citizenship
I wonder who “they are” so I ask.
rohingya people.
we cannot own land either.
the Burmese are holding a grudge, angry with us.
why?
our ancestors sided with the British
when?
1948 when they came into our country to steal our resources.
which ones?
jade, gems, oil, teak, natural gas
I try to get away from this crazy person.
there are fifty-four million other Buddhists living here.
surely some of them are more positive.
it begins to rain; a monsoon is not much easier to take.
I'm late to the
Meeting on purpose.
My back left paw
Needed 10 or 12
More licks.
Another write-up
Headed my way.
So what?
None of us can
Write or read anyway.
The Society is not
What it used to be.
The Calicos hog the floor.
Between coughing
Up hair balls
They espouse on
Innovative scratching posts
And the hidden
Benefits of sour milk.
Siamese are the worst, though.
Not saying a word. Just
Glaring about in creepy pairs.
"We are Siamese if you please DON'T."
I'm having a blast on my own,
Sitting in this tipped-over
Garbage can in my cozy-dark alley
Enjoying my Heathcliff strip.
Classic. Garfield's overwritten.
Heathcliff's real. My old friend,
Iglesias, a true Burmese,
Says he met the real Heathcliff
Back in '85. I call Bull-litter.
Ah geez,
They're rawring for me now,
Cuz it's my birthday
And they made
Some sort of parfait
Fulla old bananas
And moldy raisins.
So if I'm a total no-show
They're all gonna be
Hissed off.
I better get going.
Thanks for listening
To my PurrCast.
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the Burmese tiger blew the lid off of her intellectual thinking mind
an incredible dendrite explosion that was felt throughout the land
most of us shuddered, not knowing exactly what had happened
but recognizing it would have an effect on our future in some way
spiritually we were dead compared to the tiger, and now we knew it
he would be able to manipulate us in ways we could not yet imagine
at an ethereal level, we felt vulnerable and alone,
empaths were packing their bags for other planets
If he can enter her mind this easily,
how fast could he manipulate the rest of us?
This did not make the five o’clock news,
but the feelings traveled just as fast.
Sullen face , unkempt hair,
Sharp eyes, could hide her sorrow
A kid girl, crossing daily
India- Myanmar border
In search of food!
This side, Moreh, a tiny town
Morning market, a hub, commercial
That’s the lifeline, for this tiny Burmese girl!
Wiping table after table
Washing dishes
Quietly she waits for the next order
Customers, Uncle, the restaurant owner,
All kings for her!
Sitting at the corner of the restaurant
Leisurely sipping tea
Soon my eyes catches her face,
Gun fight, no food, malnourished siblings
Helpless mother, resigned to fate, her father,
Her helplessness flashed on her sunken face!
I wish!
I could tell Uncle, her employer
Hey man, have mercy!
Suddenly, I heard the pale voice of her!
“Uncle, it’s time to go”,
Ok. Come next day early
He drew the drawer , a hundred rupee (INR),
Thought a moment , added another twenty rupees,
“you did well, lot of people, you deserve extra buck”,
Take this packet of food your home!
All on a sudden, flicker of smile on her face,
Her joy!
Blissful face of uncle, the owner
I could feel
Humanity spread large
On the floor of this restaurant!
Amid all these worldly burden,
Uncle, the last resort!
Dear Blabby
There is a matter I must get off my chest. I am due to marry in the fall, but now have cold feet. My fiancé is a lot brainier than I am. Intellectually, she’s head and shoulders above me. I have to hand it to her. But lately she’s been a pain in the neck. She jumps down my throat whenever we don’t see eye to eye. She makes me the butt of her jokes, venting her spleen. She even gives me a tongue lashing whenever we have disagreements.
Blabby, I don’t have the guts or the heart to level with her face to face. You see, I don’t intend on marrying her, but haven’t the stomach to deal with my dilemma. We’ve spent an arm and a leg for the wedding. Just a short while ago we were head over heels in love. But recently we’ve just been thumbing our noses at each other. When I tell her I love her just to keep the peace, she elbows me in the ribs before giving me the finger.
Blabby, here’s the bottom line. I am a very handsome young man. Women find me irresistible. My skin is flawless and bronzed. My eyes shine like Burmese sapphires. My hair is golden and wavy. And as for my torso, arms, and legs? I am a Greek god. My fiancé is kind, brilliant, and giving, but she’s no raving beauty. The mirror tells no lies. I deserve a gorgeous wife. Being modest and shy by nature, I ask your advice on how to break the news to her.
Too Handsome In Honolulu:
Dear Too Handsome,
Tell her you are backing out to marry your one and only love, yourself. Enjoy the honeymoon! Aloha!
Sullen face , unkempt hair,
Sharp eyes, could hide her sorrow
A kid girl, crossing daily
India- Myanmar border
In search of food!
This side, Moreh, a tiny town
Morning market, a hub, commercial
That’s the lifeline, for this tiny Burmese girl!
Wiping table after table
Washing dishes
Quietly she waits for the next order
Customers, Uncle, the restaurant owner,
All kings for her!
Sitting at the corner of the restaurant
Leisurely sipping tea
Soon my eyes catches her face,
Gun fight, no food, malnourished siblings
Helpless mother, resigned to fate, her father,
Her helplessness flashed on her sunken face!
I wish!
I could tell Uncle, her employer
Hey man, have mercy!
Suddenly, I heard the pale voice of her!
“Uncle, it’s time to go”,
Ok. Come next day early
He drew the drawer , a hundred rupee (INR),
Thought a moment , added another twenty rupees,
“you did well, lot of people, you deserve extra buck”,
Take this packet of food your home!
All on a sudden, flicker of smile on her face,
Her joy!
Blissful face of uncle, the owner
I could feel
Humanity spread large
On the floor of this restaurant!
Amid all these worldly burden,
Uncle, the last resort!
in the Everglades there are dangers galore
alligators, crocs, rattlesnakes, and many more….
a cottonmouth aka water moccasin would scare me back to my car
could be bitten by a brown recluse, looking for its violin scar
baby florida panther might entice me with his blue eyes
here comes mama cougar all grown, what an unfortunate surprise!
Burmese python is coming quickly to constrict out my lunch
It is too late to run, I know this is more than a hunch
a red snake, how delightful, uh-oh, I see his fluorescent yellow
I know now he is an eastern coral, a most venomous fellow
where are the black bears? Would they save me? Do you know?
I have heard they only eat plants and garbage litterbugs throw
Is that an alligator or a crocodile? Dare I get near its weird hump?
oh, yes, it’s the big one, so it’s a croc, and they can both jump!
I hear a rattling, and know I am about to be some animal’s lunch
Florida swamps are dangerous. This is more than a hunch.
Fidgety Cats And Feline Pets
(A Parody)
Fidgety cats and feline pets go out for a midnight run,
Siamese are to rare to ever dare to
And in Bali and Mali cats retire from dawn till one.
Persian Blues prefer to choose to snooze in the noon day sun
And there’s a rumour the Puma will sleep when the day is done.
Fidgety cats and feline pets go out for a midnight run.
The Ocelot, cares not a jot for the heat of the noon-day sun
And the Bengal rarely sleeps at all.
At mid-day in Mandalay the Tiger will hunt for fun,
But fidgety cats and feline pets go out for a midnight run.
The Lion’s roar is no more when the clock strikes one
And you will never meet a Cheetah after the setting sun.
The Maine Coone will bathe at noon and the
Burmese is quite at ease in the rays of the Asian sun,
But fidgety cats and feline pets go out for a midnight run.
Adapted from ‘Mad Dogs and Englishmen’ by Sir Noel Coward.
Barry Stebbings
07/03/18
Ghosts, Hosts’ with the mostest
In the House of the dead, Ghost's roam their home they once lived before becoming spirits.
Crickets serenaded near their catacomb; Tree's creek buried deep in loam from the breeze.
Serving Cores light and blue cheese balls to Fairies visiting from the mores.
A Burmese python chasing mice on the splintering wooden floor.
Gargoyle's crash through a trap door causing an uproar as witches with big sores riding brooms zoom down the fireplace.
Unicorns give chase to Gryphon wearing lace around their chins.
A Golem and an Ogre sit quietly talking to one another giving off a stomach-churning odor.
Centaurs fought a banshee shrieking so loudly cracked a marble column.
Gnomes decided to make this place their home with the phoenix in the attic away from the combated Leprechauns living near their garden dome.
The host Ghosts bring out the last of the wine and served pickled swine having a fun time their orbs twinkling like disco balls down the halls.
2/13/2021
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