Long Cruising Poems
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No, I am neither dreaming nor fantasizing of being in Heaven,
I am talking about enjoying every second of my sweet vacation.
We are driving and cruising with the wind, in our way to Key West.
The breeze is cool, brisk, inviting, and is obviously full of zest.
It is ninety godly degrees in December, and the weather is divine.
We can feel the kisses of the wind, and the tease of the winter flowers.
We are driving and strolling in the wind; we are kissing like serious lovers,
Who do not hesitate to tie the sentimental knots under the grapevine.
It is spring break in the state of Florida; the college crowds are having fun,
The weather is immaculate and divine; we are swimming in the sun.
This is an eternal spring, this is awesome, and this is an eternal summer.
Pick one, choose one, it does not matter. You and I love each other forever,
Under the sky of the eternal spring and summer. We are deeply in love.
We are dreaming, enjoying the good life, and praising our God above.
Copyright © March 2014, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
There's a cloned avatar of the mystical moon
for dreamers in search of a beaming wave
amidst alienated alliterations,
waltzing in zig-zag within my cyborg mind.
I still find neon lights,
that teleport rhyme-less runes
to a realm of subtracted sorrow,
concluding splitting seconds
within divided despair.
Yet, when midnight melancholy multiplies,
murky minutes turn into jumbled jargon.
And Venus emanates clusters of sparkling rays,
flipping letters into endless equations
with amethyst auroras.
So tonight, I'll dance like a flying saucer~
to the magnetic tunes of swirling sapphires,
cosmically cruising above the cyber
canvas of accelerated dreams.
Life is a grand stage filled with many pathways
That we must find our direction
To break away from our families protection
So we are able to see the opportunities
That is surrounding all sides of me
Should I go to college for a four-year degree
To create some kind of job security
Or should I take a dream job cruising the high seas
Basking in the sun seeing the world having fun
Or should I stay in my hometown
With a job I have found that isn't very sound
Always having friends and family around
Or should I go with my heart
To find the right place to start
With a woman who is very smart
Who picks me up when I am down
She helps keep my feet on the ground
Who excepts me even when I'm out of bounds
She is adventurous and my all-around gal
That would be calling foul if I was to leave now
Since the choice is all mine
I will take no time to define
I could spend a lifetime trying to find
Another to unwind a love that is this refined
Rather than chasing a career that grinds
That leaves an empty feeling in my mind
Because I left her behind
Time is what you make it so don't fake it
Or brake it but rather make it your own
Choose a path that leads to happiness
That is full of your every wish
Creating a pathway that takes us away
Too many destinations where we will play
Leads to the place we grow up and stay
So we don't have to worry about our choices yesterday
Because success and happiness is where the heart lays
we had it coming
looking at pictures of an empty Piccadilly Circus
or the Eifel Tower in Paris is empty of life except
for police cars cruising to fine anyone breaking the law.
The emptiness is enormous and frightening to think
how quickly humankind can disappear forever
When the pandemic is over, there might be another one.
Millions of people all over the world rotting in their homes
the disappearance of humans is a near reality.
The only hope is that we lived a tolerable good life.
The future will consist of animals hunting each other.
Cities will crumble art and culture of no value.
We had it coming, I despair.
Oh! How like you, I long to be a singing lark
Who in the blue firmament like a tiny speck
Remains invisible, drowning the air in music sweet
Rising higher and darting up with movements slick
In our ears, your song falls like peals of chiming bells
In clear crystalline notes on this radiant day so bright
Why do you stay unseen in the far fringes of heaven?
Oh! Come out from the heights that blur you from our sight!
Are you warbling of love in inextricable lays
Or chanting hymns to the God of greater heights
Diving up and down like a mysterious sprite
Are you trilling of the charms of enchanting sights
Soaring and swaying like a flitting dot of light
You ascend higher and higher to dizzier heights
I guess your wings brush against the sailing clouds
As you reel round and round in ecstatic flights
Have you bidden farewell to the verdant groves beneath?
Have you flown for good from your woody nest?
Why do you dwell in the heights, solitary and alone?
Are you cruising into the wide blue yonder to seek a haven for rest?
Hovering over unseen, you pour out melodies sweet
That fills our gloomy hearts with euphoric delight
Sweeping away from weary minds all sullen thoughts
And flaming our souls as blazing beacons of light!
June.14. 2022
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Classic custom old school car clubs
Sixty-six Ford LTD was “Dave’s Dream”
Personal plaques flash firme
Bajito rolling ranfla street scene
Carnal cruises slow style
Hoppin hydraulics make bombs bounce
To timeless oldies music mesh
Savvied since nineteen fifty-five
Cars converted for their cruising comfort
It’s inches Lowrider’s lowered from the dirt
Pavements, personalized cultural classic rides
Masterpiece Mexican American automobile’s
Chevy’s chèvere and Malibu’s mint
Official older car creators
Alliterisen
Carnal—by blood
Firme—firm
Bajito—low
Ranfla—A lowrider (car)
Tell me what you require of me?
Tell me why are you playing with my dignity?
You have sent all type of Tom,
Dick and Harry to maneuver my life
Stranger, neighbor and family member
All are cruel people with material mind
They don’t care a dam if I live or die
You come in the dead heat of the night
Issuing all types of disorder, everyone
Knows what’s going on except me
Even when I get the victory
The person feeling the pain is me
The person getting the blame is me
The person that has no shame is me
You have been hiding behind the doors for fifty six years
And following me everywhere with your stupid show
You constantly keep spoiling the show everywhere I go
You mash up my computers hack my mobile phone
And you give the code to the people on the street to bother me
Sometimes I understand and sometimes I don’t
Because I do not have time to process everything
Especially when I am on the go
I have always led an independent life
And I never had to rely on anyone
But since I came to this country
I have been facing all kind of misery
You do not know when enough is enough you
You really enjoy the cuss cuss
You delight in causing chaos in taxi and minibus
Nobody is saying anything to me
All that they are doing is cursing me
And cause someone that cannot rule
Make me look like a fool
My heart is full and my spirit is burning
to be in a unique place that is quite deserving
I have been holding back the tears
that has been haunting me for many days
I swallow the spit and tolerate the
That was set to pull me down into the pit
I tried to cry, I tried to make a sigh but
I couldn’t breathe a word
Is this what you call culture?
Everyone knows what’s going on except me
And this has hurt my dignity,
I was never part of their show
No matter which why it goes
The house is turning around
And the clown will wear a new crown
My heart feels it and my spirit reveals it
There is just a few more days to go
Before the start of the new show
It’s Friday evening
And the people are cruising
My heart is flaming and the bed is burning
No time to loose no time to be confused
You have just heard the news
I must leave this place before I am bruise
Let the new show begin.
we had it coming
looking at pictures of an empty Piccadilly Circus
or the Eifel tower in Paris all are empty of life except
for police cars cruising to fine anyone breaking the law.
The emptiness is awesome and frightening to think
How quickly humankind can disappear forever and
When pandemic is over, there might be another one.
Millions of people all over the world rotting in their homes
The disappearance of humans is a near reality.
The only hope is that we lived a tolerable good life.
The future will consist of animals hunting each other.
Cities will crumble, art and culture of no value.
We had it coming, I despair.
I open up a line in the sea to see how far destiny would lead me, and I learn that the ocean will never run dry as long as the heaven exist above the skies; some people arrive too late and they took a long time to go through the gate but the wisdom of the sea kept beckoning to me, telling me that it is time to go, before the current rise and twist our boats into the sky. We never saw it coming and so we continue to enjoy modern living, but little did we know that things would change when the giant wave came. We didn’t hear it; we didn't see it coming and there was no warning hymn. We were cruising on our private boat when a shark snatched at my companion’s throat, but a giant wave came out of nowhere and sucks up everything that the ocean bears. Our boat was lost but we held on tightly to the cross as the mad waves heave our boat up into the air and for one moment the universe stood in front of us like a sea monster, barking and raging in the sea and spitting out venom at thee. I searched everywhere but my companion wasn’t there. All I saw were pieces of the boat drifting with a piece of his clothes, and I could hear the souls crying out to me to come and rescue thee, but you were not there and my heart began to fear; and the relics of the boat kept afloat. I kept watching it until it was way out to sight and I could hear the soul cries as their spirit dies.
R.I.P JUNIOR POPE
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In sombre silence & mournful melody,
A threnody for one who passed on sadly,
Who lost his life without a life jacket,
Crashed without precaution on a speedboat.4
We pour a drink for a dream drenched in death
Frail fragrance of a sojourned soul loses strength.
Nollywood's noble, Junior Odonwodo Pope,
A shining star silenced, sadly stripped of his scope.8
Anonymous whispers of woe, warning winds did blow,
March 2nd marked the premonition's dreadful shadow show.
March's mournful melody mocks his mortal march,
Making many mouths murmur so much.¹²
Acting admirably, Anonymous's alarm is amply announced.
As Pope's hopes drop, the ability to live denounced.¹4
Cautioning the boat rider like a fellow bro,
His spirit knew what his mind didn't know.
April 11th, a prey of death was dealt a death blow,
Sowing hard work, he reaped death's hard luck,
While boat cruising off set, in slip sec, death struck.¹?
Solmen sorrowful song surrounds the silent stage,
Junior's jubilant jests gone, setting sun on his age.
Mourning fans murmur, memories merging with mist,
All actors, actresses & artists agitate,
Marvellous moments now memories, sorely missed.²4
Echoes of excellence extinguished too soon,
The Anonymous augured this darkening doom.
Pope's journey concludes, curtains cascade in quietly,
His legacy lingers in love, loss, and slightly.²8
VICK MANUEL POETRY {VMP}
FORM: Alliteration/Rhymes
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