Long Ernesto Poems
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Chalk Full of Great Lines
The body has been removed
To my place of sanctified worship
Where all is quiet and piano soothing
I am Ernesto Cortazar
Your Coroner and host for the evening
Here is my creation and story
In the docket I bask in my glory!
She in her balcony
The opera on their dram of the second half
If only she knew
She to be
Behind the curtains with me
The final act of the soiree
The expression she gave oh screaming pleas
As I slit her throat in a lustful three
The blood of our love
Gushing and gushing for only me
Her love and bloods devotion
Only chalk lines point now to me
The detective goes "Ernesto"
Another like all the ones before
I smile and fain sadness
Yes detective, any tell tale signs?
None that I can see Ernesto
He seems to be a silent one
A ghost who comes and goes
With no humanity or heart to show
Are the chalk lines all drawn detective?
Yes Ernesto, you may take possession of the body now
I whisper "I have taken possession long before you arrived senior"
I and the detective play the same dance
He is mystified at these crimes
As the blood of love dances, drop by drop, into my mouth
She is with me now
Alone and with our coronary desires
She is cold, and silent, and icy
Welcoming my final intrusions
The dance of the dead
Her blood drained
I drink the wine of my lustful crime
I so enjoy the mystery
As they all stare
At my beautiful chalk lines
She was all of nineteen
She was always mine
I Ernesto
Drank the rubies blood wine
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(In Donizetti's opera "Don Pasquale",
Ernesto longs for his darling.)
How magical the light
of this mid-April night!
The eastern sky is pale,
the moon has dropped her veil!
How all the world's at peace!
It's a night for caprice,
for the mystery of love:
stars are smiling above!
How dawn's first light is warming
the dew which now is forming!
I hear the river gently hum,
'Love, why don't you come?'
When I'm finally asleep,
oh, then how you will weep!
But once across the stream,
I cannot be redeemed!
As new life is thronging,
I'm dying here of longing!
Why, cruel child, oh why
do you leave me to die?
NO WINTER THIS YEAR! NO NONE AT ALL!
no winter this year, no! none at all!
the ducks dilly dally, honeybees in the fall!
my dry cleaners said "no need for your coat!
I'll get to it when, I dock my sailboat!"
anthills getting bigger, their soldiers don't hurry!
I checked the forecast, no chance of a flurry!
the blueberry tea, I've been served alfresco,
stays quite piping hot! thank you Ernesto!
my finest snow angel, about to appear,
must take a raincheck! with Santa's Reindeer!
the heavens above, must surely have reasons,
postponing ice fishing, and blurring the seasons!
I'll wait two more weeks, before I declare!
"remove thin-ice signs! steep drop-off beware!"
Ernesto and Gladys, guiding light,
Took me in with hearts so bright.
In their warm home, a refuge found,
Love and kindness always abound.
At youth's tender stage, I arrived,
With open arms, they strived to thrive.
Nurtured me, like a blooming tree,
Their care and wisdom set me free.
Through life's twists and turns, they stood,
Guiding, shielding, understood.
Ernesto's laughter, Gladys' grace,
In their embrace, I found my place.
With every trial, they were there,
Easing burdens, showing care.
Their strength and warmth, a steady guide,
In their home, I learned to stride.
Ernesto and Gladys, pillars true,
Shining examples, pure and through.
Forever grateful, my heart's a sea,
For the love they shared so selflessly.
Ernesto
You beef Itailiono
Spinach and noodle: huh?
So how you say?
Marvolous. Clap, clap.
Might I kiss the woman who
Fix the beautiful plate?
Smooch, smooch, huh?
There she is, prettimous plate
Noodles El dente, cream so
Cheesey. The bife, Perfecto,
Garlicy perfection. I toast you
With Vermouth, I kiss you with
Thanks!
The oranges are so sweet, the
Shores so beautiful The women
Ooh la, la, huh? The lady in purple
Ah hoogia, hoogia!
Ernesto hold her hand, she say
Might the morning birds chirps
Wake us? Ernesto say the fatigue of
a night full of loving shall tirer you till
noon day, huh?
She say yes but my husband wishes me
home by sunrise. Ernesto ponders, than
Ernesto say, I will have you home by three
to honor the gentlemen's request. Tired and hungry Ernesto take her home. Her husband
stands at door waiting. Ernesto tell woman
"Hurry, hurry he angry" husband come over and say, ya'll been hanky panky? Ernesto say Mister
of course not! She say my darling I am only up this time of day for only for hanky panky. She get out Ernesto leave go home.I come here get steak breakfast and kiss cooking lady. Thank you, the wine, oranges and supper was marvelous. Ernesto like. The guy tell him get gone you no good wonderer. Ernesto grab jacket and hat and leave. Ernesto leave his guitar but call next day and ask to send it you know. Man say," my guitar punk!" Ernesto say keep it keep it, tell your wife I am glad she let me love her first beach lady low-key lover.
He curse me Ernesto put down phone. I know say bye, Ernesto put down phone. She get message,huh?
P S IT’S POETRY WRITE ON WRITE ON CONGRATS TO MY FELLOW POETRY SOUPERS PART 7
any thanks to you selected poets; Of sharing your whispers from God, tho you didn’t know it; Each letters and each word; Reads so very dear and well; Joys of your souls cheers; Covenants of choice, reading your voice; Blessing peace be still; Please keep writing your skills; Rhyming verses blessings of course it’s… P.S. Congrats and thank-U my fellow Soupers
• Ernesto P. Santiago 370
• Estela Canama 263
• Eve Roper 82
• Evelia Roper "Eve" 155
• Evelyn Judy Buehler 237
• Evelyn Pearl Anderson 231
• Faith Aimalohi Idomeh 310
• Faraz Ajmal 154
• Florestine "FJ" Thomas 127, 5, 53
• Frances Schiavina 19, 240
• Francesca Pappadogiannis 371
• Franchesca Mia Reves Tortoza 429
• Franci Eugenia Hoffman 376
• Francine Roberts 163, 23, 87
• Francis J Grasso 101, 282, 83
• Fred Jagenberg 284, 393
• Freddie Robinson Jr. 205
• Frederic M Parker 127, 215, 262
• Fritz Purdum 413
• Gabriel Alejandro López 323
• Gabrielle Jordan 168, 169
• Gail Foster 441
• Gail Rickless DeBole 243
• Garrett Gowing 452
• Gary Allen Ritcheson JR. 89, 95
• Gary Bateman 10, 57, 71
12/13/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
(My poem is done in Mixed Rhyme which is a form created right here on PoetrySoup by our fellow poet, Ernesto Santiago.)
Things will get worse!
Year after year, of course.
Spend some time planning survival,
don't be blind, don't live in denial.
This message is for the Milliennials,
the one's who were left behind,
the ones who lost parents and grandparents,
but you have survived, it's just not your time.
You bore the weight of the world,
carried the existence of mankind,
raised children you did not bare,
taught them to be loving and kind.
Teach them also to be smart!
Please, learn from our mistakes,
cherish and respect the Earth.
There is so much in nature
that strikes back at destruction.
Mankind aware, or unaware.
Viruses mutate. It's not a fantastical thought.
The Bird Flu, the Swine Flu, SARS and MERS,
and yes, death is what they brought.
Same virus, growing stronger year after year,
mutating over and over, now COVID-19 is here.
It's half life is more than three hours
when expelled in aerosol form,
not the larger droplets, which are here today, deadly,
but tomorrow may be gone.
Next year it may return airborne.
Please, listen to our sorrow,
if you want to call it that.
One after another the virus takes us,
yet we are grateful for your tomorrows.
We have had many years to prepare,
on our journey back to God.
Knowing your lives will be spared
is the only consolation this virus brought.
It's hard for hearts to heal after such massive loss,
and getting through the grief can be rough,
but we left without complaint because we love you,
let that be enough...
to heal your broken hearts.
ERNESTO
Acrostic
T.ito, thirty- years ago you left us
with painful hearts and tearful eyes
too young to leave your loved-ones
we mourn on your early demise
I.n the core of your heart and mind
there's hatred and sentiments
there were times you want to shed blood
but you were hindered by reverence of God
T.ito, I still remember when we were young
You accompanied me in visiting my " someone "
You don't want me to be walking alone
untoward incident might happen on my way home
O.bdurate you are in your determination
since we we're young I saw that in your conviction
bringing into your grave that disturbing emotion
letting God help you in your anxiety and apprehension.
T.ito, you're the man who walk the talk
You're a man with a Solomonic wisdom
A paragon and pride of your family
We miss you so much my baby brother
U.ltimate request before you left this life
God will reinstate you in the church of Christ
I sent to the Administration your plea and cry
with God's inspiration, the appeal was granted,
considered done.
" G.o on in praying to the Father
to provide you more courage of conviction
that happen what may in this of world of gloom
We will go on serving Him until the Day of Doom
A.ffter death, life everlasting is waiting
for us in the New Jerusalem in heaven
our sacrifices will never be in vain
we will meet our parents there again.
F.edelity to God is what our parents embed
in our minds and hearts since we were kids
this we brought till we grew up
loving and defending the church against all odds
F.irst and foremost is our relationship with God
poetry writing was your " first love "
elementary grades when you started " making lines "
that makes the family proud.
J.olly and jocund fellow you are
jovial among friends and loved-ones
university instructor and scholar
Sunday school teacher at one time.
R.elentless and indefatigable in your struggle for education
though you lack material things to pursue your aspiration
believing that education will uplift your condition
and to make your dreams a realization. “
He/She/Lemmingsonabridge BAH! SAYS YOU!
WHAT ISN'T ARTsyfartsy?
Tickle my eyes
sensations blurring
casserole fishdish
cold stone marble ears
Fiddledeedrumsticks handlebar mustache
calligraphic impotency
within the fireworks
of eastern Jupiter
Apples
Cattle ranch
my little ones
I love you I love you I love you
Salamander Samba Salsa Simba Silence Speaking Sacrilege
Loquat
Sorry Wait Water Weight Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Minneola minaret
I DON'T GET IT
I can't peel my hair!
KABOOM
spiral
Can anyone tell me the truth behind the lemon tree's bastard son, the emerald?
My brain's a leaping hopscotch feather
Ape ricotta
Ernesto Zucchini
April dentist
and... stop.
okay go!
eating tom's a foolery
Bean turd soup?
Who you calling a dirty orangeeater?
I am lord of the marshmallow!
Take a bite out of My Fig tree because
I forgot what time the dining hall
BANG COLLAPSES
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