Long Silva Poems

The year that is about to make its last appearance 
before it dies and is buried to be only given a place 
in the history of our existence has brought  ?e joy, 
l° shall...

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Deep in a silva of the Emerald Isle there hides a peculiar coppice,
Shaped in a spiral labyrinth which is seen only on the summer solstice. 

As the sun rises to its highest of tides and...

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Four of eight decades rest in the past
So fortunate but how long can this last
I’ve romanced, loved and married
Living a life ever so harried

Raising a family, I’ve worked hard
A successful career achieved without fear
I’ve traveled...

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I cannot tell you why Lula is loved and hated without some history ...

           His name is Luiz Inacio Lula da Silva, or simply Lula....

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And Margarita holds her mother's sleeve
as she's lead toward the waiting surrey ride.
El Segundo with reins of bays doth weave
to find a space at colonnade's near side.

"I've never seen him misbehave, Segundo. Are you sure...

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I ask myself
who is this socialist Lula da Silva from Brazil?
How did he come to win the recent election of his country
despite his being recently jailed for corruption?

I look online to find out why people...

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Hither, Hi, Ho, Fairies Down Below


Hither, hi, ho, fairies down below.
They flit, they flee, from bush to tree,
Flying swiftly, leaping lightly,
Chattering, tinkling, always sprightly.

By day they can laugh and play.
But at night comes worry and...

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It's funny isn't it?
We all work so hard to be different,
Which makes us all the same.
We all play the same game.
"I want to be the best!",
"Better than the rest!",
And in that quest,
We are all united...

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Legacy of good name*
blest by the Lord since birth
shines through functional roles
midst triumphant milestones
propelled along love's might 
reigning despite fake news.

With such verse, I present this name for our learning:

L.…. Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva...

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Continued From:
14. BTK Coming Attractions Part 6
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?ID=195838 

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"Quien es? Quien es?" Billy called out into the dark.
He then heard the sound of thunder and glimpsed briefly a faint spark.
A powerful force struck him and...

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I have had too many spirits that have pushed me beyond & beyond seeking a brighter sunrise,
But here predominantly articulates my 26th mirror with my 26th esprit,
Besides a band of 25 mirrors and veinticinco espíritu...

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To criticize a person with a crude controversy,
Is like stripping off one's clothes, in public, without mercy;
This has been, yet, a habit common in the social sphere,
Like drinking a cup of coffee or cheering in...

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Since early childhood storybooks of armored knights
riding beautiful horses held my fascination,
had I lived in that era of adventurous delights 
I would have joined them to get the same admiration.

It's the unknown the story of...

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Born poor in a working class family,
Lula da Silva moved to Sao Paula
in search of better life and his father.
Challenged by life, he was supported by his mother.

He had little or no formal education,
started working...

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Good Father Saez was right about the rain.
It didn't beat against the wooden door.
Without the rain their carriage they could gain,
and Jose made his way down tiled brown floor
to seek the colonnade and stay not...

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They left before the end
The game is not for over
They had to leave the field

I’ve grown up,
Growing up to the graveyard tomb

I’ve watched,
Watching many won and defeated teams

No; never I supported this team,
Still not supporting...

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Then entered conversation wife with fright,
as Jose spoke things patron needed know.

"And you'll never be, Don Huerra. I've best sailing record of any coast line.
My times are best, rates lowest, safety record unmatched."
"What are you...

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Now they do leave and go their distant ways.
Don Jose rides with Arracho to shore
as Segundo brings ladies home with bays.
The destination's hacienda's door.

Sound of iron rims on cobblestone turned heads to see Alcalde's wife
and...

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The Muse

She sat on my bed, red mouth scattering.
Drinking my smoke and comfort.
I was dancing diet pill, with ear buds.
Pestering on my shoulder,
was her dead lovely.

I, am smell of sometimes,
Her, a voice of flavor on...

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She sat on my bed, red mouth scattering.
Drinking my smoke and comfort.
I was dancing diet pill, with ear buds.
Pestering on my shoulder,
was her dead lovely.

I, am smell of sometimes,
Her, a voice of flavor on the...

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Where modern Gladiators go to collide
Like solders in prison these warriors ride

Mono el mono this is how they believe
No smoking mirrors or tricks up their sleeve

Guillotine, arm bars and rear naked chokes
Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu certainly isn’t...

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I’m searching deep down trying to find and see
I always see the life that's right in front of me
They say your eyes are the windows to your soul
I’m routinely praying, meditating, and reading my bible...

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Isolated, in the corner you sit alone.

While others speak to a friend of their own.
You look longingly into the distance,
wishing someone would notice your existence.

Isolated, in the corner you sit alone.

Wait... you see someone coming...

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many people wished to know why president Macron 
was denied to participate to Brics summit
 in South Africa. 
Could he spy on them? 
Was he thinking to join Brics? 
Could he interrupt the summit with...

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Man spoke to Segundo near by his side.
For Arracho thought they should both remain.

"We have to sit, but I don't think that's bad.
Where's better place, Segundo, than next to Don Jose
and his lovely daughter?"
" I...

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