Long Fa la Poems
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My favorite word. . . now what could that be?
To choose it, I have to think so carefully.
If I choose by its meaning, I simply can’t find
one word most important; this boggles my mind.
My favorite word. Oh, how can I choose?
What if I go by the one I most use?
I’d have to choose something like “a,” “the” or “and.”
Such words are too boring and surely not grand.
My favorite word. Now here is a thought.
I love pretty words, so my favorite ought
to be one poetic! But such words abound.
I’ll narrow them down to my favorite sound!
Words spring to my mind such as eloquence,
splendid, bliss, and ephermal; hence,
there’s something inside each word I can tell
is similar. All of them have the sound L!
How lilting between vowels in words like “Aloha.”
How lively in Christmas refrains: Fa La La!
L is Luscious and Lissome. It has eLegance.
It’s Luna, Lavender, and Luminescence!
And now I’ve arrived at ONE word. It has wings!
Like a beautiful angel, this word I think sings!
It comes from the Bible; a woman of fame
had a bit longer form of this beautiful name.
Delilah – in Hebrew and Arabic too -
a name most delightful has been shortened to
LILAH! This simple name rolls off the tongue.
It’s a languishing lass, lovelorn and young.
Perhaps a touch sultry with light in her eyes!
Be it Lyla or Layla; I hear lullabyes
to lull me to Slumberland; my soul will take flight
on a dream word that means lovely girl of the night!
Aug. 21, 2019 for Chantelle Anne Cooke's "Favorite Word" Poetry Contest
(I have written a few poems employing this name Lilah, one entitled
"Lilah of the Lilacs." If I had had a second daughter, I think Lilah would
have been my name for her! Also, I actually had a cat once that liked to
snip at our legs, so I had named her Lilah Vampira!)
I remember watching that movie
with you the year we separated
It was just released on VHS
and for some God Forsaken reason
we rented it together
on Christmas Eve at your place
You had come upon this crown molded
apartment in an antique house
I leased a Formica townhouse thirty miles
or so down the road
Neither one of us wanted to be alone
so we got together out of some
pragmatic separation etiquette
on Christmas Eve.
That flick is really funny
a classic contemporary distraction
that continues to un-clot future strokes
so you can eat more turkey skin.
I liked the part when Cousin Eddy emptied
the RV ter into the storm sewer
You liked the part when it ended, and Jesus
when it ended, I choked up over the credits
while you were in the kitchen asking
if me if I wanted another beer,
which I didn’t…and usually do.
Did you know that Christmas Vacation
didn’t have a soundtrack of its own
even with all the classic tunes
and the great original title number
Which I always recall with
the credits closing that night
for some God-Forsaken reason
So now I’ve said “God Forsaken” twice
No three times in one poem
even though I’m an Agnostic now
with very little saint left in my nick
Fa La La La La and Ho Ho Ho
Jingle jangle jingle as we go
Let the spirit of the season
Carry us away…..
The static fuzz flashed us by that night as we
contemplated sleeping together
which we didn’t.
Welcome - predator, please meet prey:
"Ah, we knew there would come this day",
Predator says, "Prey, have a seat.
We'll celebrate this day we meet."
Fa la la-la la- Fa la la-la lee!
Prey says, "if you don't mind, I'll stand.
There's something you must understand.
Though, awfully hungry, you must feel,
my intent is not to be a meal."
Fa la la-la la- Fa la la-la lee!
"Ah, prey, that's very well and good.
You've avoided me as you should.
But there's that thing we know as fate
which says today we have our date."
Fa la la-la la- Fa la la-la lee!
"Predator, you depend on fear
that you cause whene'er you are near.
So, eat me, and don't leave a scrap.
But are you falling for my trap?"
Fa la la-la la- Fa la la-la lee!
"Oh, no, though your talk is so rough,
I am quite certain that you bluff,
My prey often puffs up their talk,
before they take the dead man's walk."
Fa la la-la la- Fa la la-la lee!
"Predator, it's you, will be dead.
I'll surprise you and crack your head.
Some prey may well be known for flight,
but I will slay you with a fight."
Fa la la-la la- Fa la la-la lee!
And so, these animals - they spoke,
exchanging verbal fire and smoke.
Was the predator or prey laid low?
I'd tell you, but I do not know.
Fa la la-la la- Fa la la-la lee!
A Blitzing Christmas Carol
The birth of Christ
The birth He sacrificed
Sacrificed for man
Sacrificed with a plan
Plan for forgiveness
Plan of Christmas
Christmas is festive
Christmas is restive
Restive of waiting
Restive of separating
Separating of love
Separating from above
Above where Angels Sing
Above on an Angels wing
Wing of a dove in flight
Wing of peace this night
Night of joy and caroling
Night of rest and healing
Healing with a Christmas gift
Healing hearts with a lift
Lift up your arms
Lift up the harms
Harms that we do
Harms that renew
Renew the joy
Renew and destroy
Destroy the hate
Destroy and create
Create smiles and laughter
Create like a crafter
Crafter of Christmas cheer
Crafter of presents is here
Here comes Santa Clause
Here he gets applause
Applause in the shopping malls
Applause through the halls
Halls with boughs of holly
Halls with fa la la of jolly
Jolly old St. Nick
Jolly old man is thick
Thick layers of snow
Thick enough to throw
Throw away the plate
Throw in to celebrate
Celebrate in the Lord
Celebrate with reward
Reward in eternity
Reward of fraternity
Fraternity...
Christianity ...
Nov.29.2017
A Blitzing Christmas
Sponsored by: taai tekai
Background music composed by same poet...using 'Mixcraft' recording studio software...Happy Holidays
Singing in the Rain by fodyne
By the time
I teetered
on my first bike
I learned
to fa-la-la
sing through life
suffering smothered
by stories in song
I found friends on the B-side of
my sorrow
in lyrics I transformed
from pain to poetry
lost myself in music
secluded in elusion
numb to disappointment
grounded in melodies
my world kept spinning
but I balanced with my fa-la-las
on flimsy foundation
Enthusiasm mounted
in fantasy
With every fa-la-la
I survived one more day
even if my insides
weakened
warped
wounded
I could feel
sure
shielded
unshackled
or like someone else with a fa-la-la
If the arms that held me let me down
I would sing
and the storm stopped squalling
I existed between a fine line
of quietude and emptiness
On dark days I still
sing in the rain
A childhood of -
I would rather be in control
than face my day
I would rather be singing
than feeling anything
My fa-la-la
fairytale
enthusiasm and escape
written 6/18/20
Contest- Enthusiasm
Sponsor – Caren Krutsinger
MANGLISH CAROL *
(Christmas in Malaysia)
Now got season to be jolly
Fa la la la la la la la la
Where got snow and where got holly
Fa la la la la la la la la
Where got slay bells jangle jingle
Fa la la la la la la la la
Where got new pair of socks from Pringle
Fa la la la la la la la la
Deck the halls with Bougainvillea
Fa la la etc
Spay can frost and cotton wool snow
We got air con. that'll chill ya
Enough to freeze your Ho! ho! Ho!
Carousel kangaroo, no reason
All year round in festive sing song
Sings Jingle bells in every season
Money's in slot, who gives a ding dong
What Christmas pres you got for me lah?
Better have a high class label on
Anything not import got no use lah!
You gimme free also dowan *
Good King Wenceslas look out now
Driving down night market
Dey go anyway on roundabout now
Den stop in middle an park it
God rest ye merry business men
Need Christmas profits bounteous
When the taxman comes round carolling
Gobbles up with appetite ravenous
We got Ramadan, we got Eid
Got Deepavali an what next lah!
Chinese New Year, Agong birthday too
Dis Christmas one plus plus extra
[To be sung to the tune of ‘Deck the Halls…’ insert the ‘fa la las in each verse
‘Manglish’ - local patois version of English
* Dowan = Don’t want]
Breathless and falling ... (Breathless and falling)
So lucent the vapor
The morning star's fluent light... (She's now collapsed)
Brightens the day...
Indolent, flurry winds... (Take away her agony)
Fluster the vacant sky;
Harmless; devoid of the Earth...
Tranquil, but restless... (Tranquil, but restless)
in clustering glory
Sullen though crystal... (She's now collapsed)
In weeping for man...
High above gazing... (High above)
In garments of wonder
In union their eyes watch in pain... (Take away her agony)
Octogenarian clinging to life
Caught in a whirlwind of odious
Strife
Caught in the currents that pull
From below
Holding her down but she dying
Slow
Fa la la, Fa la la,
Falling from her Peace
She's now collapsed
Farewell, Farewell, Farewell.
(Words in parenthesis are whispered in background)
This is a song written and put to music by my husband,
Thielus Grenon. Copyrighted song and given permission to post.
Music can be heard at http://soundclick.com/share?songid=684065
A. Green
Lo, listen to me Maria, Maria;
Oh, this is to you a song from me;
Oh, listen to me Maria;
Singing this song;
Maria sings a merrily;
A song she does sing ever-free
Sing to me,
Singing her song all day long;
While the bells are yet ringing on the hour;
Maria
Lo, listen to Garcia, poet supreme;
Oh, listen to his lyrics, you've no idea what this means;
la la la la, fa la la la
la la la la la la;
la la la la, fa la la la
la la la la la la
Lo, listen to me Maria, Maria;
Oh, this is to you a song from me;
Oh, listen to me Maria;
Singing this song;
Maria sings a merrily;
A song she does sing ever-free
Sing to me,
Garcia writing his lyrics for people to hear them, writes on, right on;
Reciting his verse, Garcia recites his poems very well, so well;
Lo, listen to me Maria, Maria;
Oh, this is to you a song from me;
Oh, listen to me Maria;
Singing this song;
Maria sings a merrily;
A song she does sing ever-free
Sing to me, Maria sing on, sing long, Maria
2/25/70
Written by James Edward Lee 1970, 2019©
Breathless and falling ... (Breathless and falling)
So lucent the vapor
The morning star's fluent light... (She's now collapsed)
Brightens the day...
Indolent, flurry winds... (Take away her agony)
Fluster the vacant sky;
Harmless; devoid of the Earth...
Tranquil, but restless... (Tranquil, but restless)
in clustering glory
Sullen though crystal... (She's now collapsed)
In weeping for man...
High above gazing... (High above)
In garments of wonder
In union their eyes watch in pain... (Take away her agony)
Octogenarian clinging to life
Caught in a whirlwind of odious
Strife
Caught in the currents that pull
From below
Holding her down but she dying
Slow
Fa la la, Fa la la,
Falling from her Peace
She's now collapsed
Farewell, Farewell, Farewell.
Listen to this as a song!
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page_songInfo.cfm?bandID=41813&songID=684065
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Goth mood’s not right, not bright enough.
Fountain of sea, rapt in darkness.
Crepuscular ink blocks sunlight.
The cursive waves doth strain the wrist.
Fa-la-la rhymes, leaping and lowing.
Counting the black sheep - times not slowing.
Fountain of sea, deep in darkness.
Coarse keys, ivory black, musing.
The cursive waves doth strain the wrist.
Resist of playful sounds - thirsting.
Fa-la-la rhymes, leaping and lowing.
Counting the black sheep - times not slowing.
Coarse keys, ivory black, musing,
and refusing to budge - lines spurn.
Resist of playful sounds - thirsting.
The burn hisses and squeals; smudges.
Fa-la-la rhymes, leaping and lowing.
Counting the black sheep - times not slowing.
And refusing to budge, lines spurn.
Crepuscular ink blocks sunlight.
The burn hisses and squeals; smudges.
Goth mood’s not right, not bright enough.