Long Pedro Poems

The Amistad Mutiny

Slavery, a dirty word no matter how it’s pronounced:
Abducted and herded to the slave fortress of Lomboko1 for trade.
To be tossed in chains below deck on the Portuguese ship Tecora,2
Sailing the Atlantic Middle...

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Word Fantasy in F Sharp Minor  (3 Movements)

1

(Andante con moto)

Hey man. Take this.

I got it last night,
under a fractured street light,
with shattered pieces of clear glass, scattered
at the nexus of an obscure dark freeway...

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School holidays were testing times for Mum’s with things we done,
when us kids had idle time to chase the values of new fun.
We’d trained our dogs, built bushland huts, chased rabbits; camped at night.
Dipped the...

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The crying grass 
(for the late Victor Jara,* Pablo Neruda 
and Salvador Allende)
by ‘bro. zayid’

In this stadium
of footlaunched spotted balls
of what should be promising soccer stars…
In this stadium
reeking with the stench of terror
and the numbing...

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Finally to Burn: Icarus, Resurrected
by Michael R. Burch

Athena takes me
sometimes by the hand

and we go levitating
through strange Dreamlands

where Apollo sleeps
in his dark forgetting

and Passion seems
like a wise bloodletting

and all I remember
upon awaking

is: to Love sometimes
is...

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Atacama, Eden der Winde,
Blume der einsamen Steine und des Salpeters, 
Heimstatt der Flamingos und der Geysire,  
und  über allem, 
unter einem azurenem und tiefem Himmel 
tragen die Berge auf ihren Spitzen  
das...

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The Lord be thanked for our revival* by His compassion of loving kindness 
Indeed forgiving our confessed iniquities as well as our sinfulness
Since He sanctifies us to walk along paths of righteousness
And guards us from...

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The Immigrants

By

Elton Camp

Mexican man, father of three
Feed, clothe them, would he.
But a job is not to be found.
Not in his own hometown.

To the north he will go
Jobs to get, he’s heard so.
Come here you cannot...

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Atacama, Eden of winds,
flower of abandoned rocks and of sapleter,
homestead of flamingoes and geysers,
and above all ,
below an azure sky,
mountains are carrying on their tops 
ice of the past.

Old villages tell us their stories,
Toconce, Toconao,...

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We stand by God’s well of blessings daily
As He invites us to delight in them tremendously.
There He assures us of His eternal loving presence wondrously
With His providence and protection indeed covering us truly…
Thus, we thank...

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HURRICANE HATTIE                                 ...

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We Woke Up In Pedro
HOH House Of Hope
With My Sisters Learning How To Cope
To Get Away From The Dope
Were All Beauties When Were Sober Though
This Is How Our Story Goes
House Of Hope
15 Girls Running The...

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The Last Wall
By Kevin Robey
January 8, 2014

Captive in the grips of the oncoming downpour
He ventures into a scene drawn before him
Found the reasons to continue his current course
Back when he is young, where all dreams...

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Pedro, the traitor of Jesus Christ
This man, if he could be called a man
Killed 12 followers of Christ
Like a crazed Wolfman

Pedro firstly meet with Christ in a forest
Christ asked him if he had mercy of...

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A UK Royal Mail Ship was RMS Rhone
A sail-steamer and a two-masted brig, she shone

Rhone had an iron hull and was 310 feet long
Her compound steam engine made her fast and quite strong

An innovative ship...

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I have attempted to capture my favorite major league baseball players in this little shape poem of home plate. Included are (in no particular order):

Say Hey Willie Mays       ...

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Don Coto's..

 face smiles no more
 Only in memory
 Paving the way for others
 with dreams and aspirations
 Arriving at these shores 
 To prosper achieving those dreams
 And hopes that our forefather set
 So...

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Yuma

                                  ...

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Pedro was a Mexican who lived in Mexico
Pedro always wore a hat, a big sombrero
Pedro loved the sun he sunbathed every day
He tipped his hat over his eyes to keep sun-rays away

Some cheeky children passing...

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Ted liked to ride the rodeo,
it made him feel alive inside,
but he never had that much luck
taking bulls on eight-second rides.
He wanted to reign like his friends,
take home some of the prize money,
so he doubled-down...

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Hidden Beneath the Rainbow

Guatemalan villages have rainbows of dreams.
Magical thought whereupon each soul gleams.
Locked by a culture engraved on the soul. 
Harvests where births’ golden customs unroll.

Living antiquated amid pompous brochures
Sleeping upon mats on plank...

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Exultant joyous voices 
                         magnify the God of glory
Triumphant midst sustained...

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Toconao, Oase im Sand
Wunder in der Atacama
Wo das klare Wasser fließt
Dort am Rande der Düne
Verschlingt schon die Quebrada
Allmählich der heiße Sand
Noch wandere ich langsam
Dort im einsamen Traume
Wo ruhig in den Gärten
Noch leise Wasser plätschert
Im kleinen...

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Alan Allston ate an addictive piece of cake.
Bertie bounced his bouncy ball by the bus stop but his brother caught the bouncy ball before the bus came.
Claire, Clara, Chloe and co built a sculpture of...

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our lady of Guadalupe stands alight in corner air
her gown emerald, cerise, gold
Don Pedro stands afore
glass to glass in an amber glow
Lowry’s beaked bird of uva descent
shadows flicker here, there
on the morrow lies the tropical...

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