Long Shanghai Poems

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Fun With You

You and me we could take a slow boat to China
don't need an ocean liner it's only a stone's throw
where nothing would be finer
than to see all the tea in Shanghai flow
and share a Chinese takeaway in a hideaway
so if I know you that's where we'll go
and we'll run in the rain or sit soaking up the sun
there's only one thing when all is said and done
I'm the kind of feller who shares his umbrella
no strings attached let's see if we're matched
and if we're matched we'll have us some fun
it's no big to-do I only want fun with you
fun in the sun or under the moon
take it on the run whichever way it comes
or me and you too could sail slowly down the Nile
smiling all the while like a pair of crocodiles
and when we reach Cairo wave and say, "Hello,"
to the sphinx and the old Pharaoh
we'll keep it casual no 'putting on the Ritz'
come be with me then we'll see
if the shoe fits and if the shoe fits
when all is said and done yes it's true
I have to say every night and day
I only want fun with you
Form: Rhyme


A Pawnshop Customer

Downtown
broad squares
highway
out of these places
every nook and cranny alleyway,
shabby signboard,
makes a terrifying sound
when the wind blows,
we open a very narrow door
and meet an old man
who greets us with a warm smile
across an iron cage
we are always curious
about the treasures buried
in the darkness behind him
They are of no use to him.
Where are you taking all valuables
and putting them away?
from the people
trying to end up hunger
Like the sound of the wheels
of a train moving away,
there was always silence that swallowed the light.
And he was the richest in our town
Of course,
reputation has always been like this
"Not even a person."
What happened to the old man
who took great pride
not having a single person
to pick up the items
Where did his cash and gold go?
Were his poor clients successful?
must ask pawnshop best customer
of the old man,
snoops down
the streets of prosperous pawnshops
in the 21st century mega cities
Tokyo
Shanghai
New York
London,
and Dostoevsky,
We must read his book.

Premium Member Using John Denver Song Titles to Create More Songs of You

It always did seem On the Wings of a Dream
I’d Fly Away with you In My Heart -
through Singing Skies and Dancing Waters,
for Darling, The Music is You,
and The Gift You Are you have been from the start.

My Rhymes and Reasons, my divine Aspenglow,
Somethin’ About You, I can’t let go.
It seems I keep saying Goodbye Again,
watching you Leaving On a Jet Plane.
Then you’re Back Home Again and sweetest songs flow.

You can’t escape me, and I Can’t Escape you.
Poems, Prayers, and Promises prove this is true.
On Shanghai Breezes you Sail Away Home,
and I’ve Never a Doubt that for too long you’ll roam,
for you’ll Take Me to Tomorrow and more Songs Of . . . You.
Form: Rhyme

City of Dreams

Once upon a time in old Shanghai
The city of dreams just came alive
Every young man wanted to come
For a better life in the Shanghai sun
The place was buzzing so full of life
They came in their thousands to roll their dice
Hustle and bustle out on the street
But the true reality was hidden deep



In the city of dreams
Waiting for you
Is a dream to chase
Where dreams come true
Give up your blood
Work hard and believe
And have a new life
In the city of dreams



Well they came from China and the world around
For a taste of paradise to win their crowns
In the city of dreams there was only one rule
Only the strong would make it through 
But the people never stopped to think
How a beautiful dream could somehow sink
Gangs of criminals on every street
Now the city of dreams became deadly



Bridge
They came to the Bund
In the Shanghai boom
A muddy embankment
To build a museum
Along the waterfront
From north to south
This national architecture
Stands culture proud



In the city of dreams
Waiting for you
Is a dream to chase
Where dreams come true
Give up your sweat
Work hard and believe
And have a new life
In the city of dreams



They came to work for honest money
But only a few would taste that honey
The fights were fierce when trouble brewed
These gangs would fight in a terrible feud 
The opium trade had taken its toll
The dealers were bad bigger and bold
In the city of dreams you had to get tough
Temptation for money and power was such



In the city of dreams
Waiting for you
Is a dream to chase
Where dreams come true
Give up your tears
Work hard and believe
And have a new life
In the city of dreams



In the city of dreams you had to survive
So many young people turned to crime
Protecting your family came at a cost
Because in this city they could end up lost
People eventually came to terms
Wealth and prosperity had to be earned
Some people would end up in those gangs
Others would die protecting their friends



In the city of dreams
Waiting for you
Is a dream to chase
Where dreams come true
Don’t ever give up
Work hard and believe
And have a new life
In the city of dreams


Inspired by a Film 

© Copyright KC. Leake
23th June 2015
All Rights Reserved
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Sand Storm

Storm, hurricane, tempest, tornado, levantera, gale
Like shape-shifting werewolves and vampire wells, you whirlpool.
With gold, silver, and coal sand screens, the environs you veil
Like rounded, sub-rounded, mushroom-shaped mountains, you stand cool.

By building walls of dust and debris, you hold your head high.
In circular, curved, spherical, and ring-shaped rotations
Like Shanghai or Lotte, are you trying to touch the sky?
Have your roaring, drumming, and hissing themes got notations?

Burying seeds, ceasing seedlings, cutting crop reales
Moving particulate matters and microorganisms
Sparkling flashes of lightning and igniting thunder peals
You push humans and animals into a psychic spasm.

Amidst nature's many means of self-purification
You too have your participation in life transformation
Form: Sonnet


Premium Member It's Raining, It's Pouring Man--REMAKE

"It’s Raining, It’s Pouring"
It’s raining, it’s pouring
The old man is snoring
He bumped his head
And went to bed
And didn’t get up till morning.

Shivers 'me Timbers
truth be told tune's like old
day had grew night he knew
possibles here unfolds.

I'm Popeye the sailor man
fought Brutus a former friend
was sent up the Big House
and fought with a Big Mouth
he ate all hamburgers then ran
I'm Popeye the sailor man
got lost in the jailhouse can
I flushed myself down
I'm the new man in town
I think I'm now in Japan
I'm Popeye the sailor man
lookin for food in this land
asked a theater house
they had a Bigger Mouth
Kabuk got spooked and he ran
I'm Popeye American
at food house saw Kabuk man
before I could get 'im
he ate all the saimin
and then he ran off to San Fran
I'm Popeye American
hungriest man in Japan
got a bowl of seafood
that stood and walked for good
still hungriest man in Japan
I'm Popeye kabuki man
I'm lean like a boogeyman
my muscles turned mussels
mid chopstick smiles--hustled
so quick boards I on sampan
I'm Popeye the kidnapped man
got Shanghai up to Thailand
there I met King Kong
who took me to Hong Kong
to ship's dock fast as I can 
we passed the Meridian
we dropped anchor in ocean
as history stood still
herstory went on till
mid BC & AD timespan
the ship I was travelin
I met this young Hawaiian
his grandpa's Maori
and grandma's Tahiti
he called me the comeback kid
home, my yard--friend waterin'
said he changed my Tax Map Key
helped him up he'd told me
he'll fix things be golden
then showed news I'm lost at sea
I'm Popeye invisible
I will change impossible 
and I'll be a name-changer
from Popeye the sailor
to Eyes-to-die-for the yachtsman.
Form: Lyric

853 Our Sunrise During PBBM Part 1

853.
Our Sunrise During PBBM – Part 1

(1) Behold in 2022: Year of the Tiger
The “Tiger of the North” became the Winner
As President of the country
At the same time, our Agriculture Secretary

(2) As President of our nation
His 1st Law is SIM Card Registration
This is in order to stop & decrease
Fraud, scams & criminal activities

(3) As Agriculture Secretary, he worked to ease
The debt burdens of Agrarian beneficiaries
He also worked to give farm lands to tenant farmers
To free them from the peasants' long-time curse

(4) During PBBM's 1st year in office
Philippine foods came to the world's notice
Tortang Talong became a World's Best Egg Dish
Chicken Inasal became a World's Best Chicken Dish

(5) Lumpiang Shanghai became a Best Street Snack in the world
Kare-Kare became a Best Stew in the World
Among the World's Best Cake is Pinoy Bibingka
Pinoy Restaurants were among the best in Asia

(6) Also during BBM's 1st Year as President
Philippine Islands became in the world apparent
Cebu, Palawan & Boracay gain worldwide recognitions
The Philippines itself became Asia's Leading Beach & Dive Destinations

(7) Coleen Garcia won as “Best Actress” in Venezuela
Jodi Sta. Maria was also “Best Actress” in Asia
Meiji Cruz won as “Miss Cosmo World” in Malaysia
Ging Reyes gained a Laureate for Women in Asia.

-12/30/2023
(Dumarao… Rizal Day)
*“Our Sunrise During Marcos” collection
Form: Rhyme

Tisn'T Fittin'

Tisn't Fittin' 
 (Children's song music & lyrics by Joan Donnelly Ellis 1992)

Tisn't fittin for a kitten to wear a mitten
 Tisn't fitten for a spider to terrify
 Tisn't fittin for a doggy to wear cowboy boots
 But it's OK for a Daddy to cry

Tisn't fittin for a turtle to use chop sticks
 No sir, not even if he is Chinese, still tisn't fittin
 Tisn't fittin for a worm to hook a walleye
 Tisn't fittin for a bull frog to moo like a cow
 But it's OK for a Daddy to cry

Tisn't fittin for grasshopper to play leap frog
 Tisn't fittin for a pirate to shanghai
 Tisn't fittin for a bunny to play hopscotch
 No sir, not even if she's a champion hopper, still tisn't fittin
 But it's OK for a Daddy to cry

Tisn't fittin for giraffe to tetter-totter
 Tisn't fittin to lasso a butterfly 
 Tisn't fittin for a Stallion to play horseshoes
 But it's OK for a Daddy to cry
 Yes, it's OK for a Daddy to cry
 Yes, it's OK for a Daddy to cry
Form: Lyric

Premium Member The Year of the Goat 2015

Cymbals and fireworks crisp and crescendo through the
black of night past the chrysanthemums displays
for the year of the Goat begins.

from the mainland Chinese tourist arrive
red cars, red money, red clothes, flame with wishes for 
prosperity as displays descend 
over Victoria harbor in Hong Hong.

pray the ghosts leave with the noise 
and peace and prosperity descend

hang your red lanterns
paste red animals on your windows
pray the ghosts of years past leave in peace

sparklers
rockets
firecrackers

Technicolor displays animate the streets
pyrotechnics fill the air, shopping markets overflow
as unattainable commodities get packed back
to Xian, Beijing and Shanghai - 
powdered milk dreams - a luxury attainable here
replace the rush to gunpowder displays

smoke coats the metal heavy air
as the crowds disperse for
a dumpling morning
 
parading creatures of past and present
          awe and delight

Lion dancers snake, kick, drum,
feet beat to the gong in hong hong
and all of China

Diamond Light

"Diamond Light"



Downy soft 
Love Light sharply glistens diamond prisms
from rainbow's seven colours, in each colour a meaning
imparts a visitation message from fallen angel off a gosling’s wing

A mother whispers secret stories
A child cries silently and remembers everything

In unread chapters
LOVE, is a strong army that loyally delivers Truth's reckoning

(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
gvlm/llb



https://youtu.be/27c3JaZq4_c
“Unmade”/Thom Yorke












“The old woman remembered a swan she had bought many years ago in Shanghai for a foolish sum. "This bird", boasted the market vendor, "was once a duck that stretched its neck in hopes of becoming a goose. And now look, it is too beautiful to eat!" Then the woman and the swan sailed across an ocean many thousands of lei wide, stretching their necks toward America. On her journey, she cooed to the swan, "In America, I will have a daughter just like me. But over there, nobody will say her worth is measured by the loudness of her husband's belch. Over there, nobody will look down on her because I will make her speak only perfect American English. And over there, she will always be too full to swallow any sorrow. She will know my meaning because I will give her this swan, a creature that became more than what was hoped for." But when she arrived in the new country the immigration officials pulled the swan away from her, leaving the woman fluttering her arms and with only one swan feather for a memory. For a long time now, the woman had wanted to give her daughter the single swan feather and tell her; "This feather may look worthless, but it comes from afar and carries with it all my good intentions."  

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