Long Spanish Poems
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Inside my mind to my tomorrows I look
Straight ahead with no forks on my road
I can't look back as my past will hurt more
A corner I desire to rid this corrode
Dreams of many I have to live life to the full
To be as I should to be a soul in ones heart
Around so many corners cul-de-sacs appear
What does it take for ones life to restart
Then came the day as I travelled life's road
Freely I glanced as the corner became near
I turned into my unknown, not knowing what's ahead
Intrepidness abounds, living can be a fear
Through a window I view, absorbed at what I see
Spanish Eyes of beauty, musically we share
A Heart of Lothian, allures us both
Leaving this Highlander, in notable stare
For the first time in my life I can see another me
My tomorrows are now alive no longer I now wane
Her words like lyrical music, have melted my frozen heart
No longer that lonely road, there's still life in my veins
There will be many corners, of which we'll turn together
As I wave goodbye to my past, I remember it's many cries
Our future is what we'll make of it
All because I looked into her Spanish Eyes
Black my cat
is always in a hurry to love
his female White Queen
black and Queen real allies...
My mouse Rat always
stands frantic when
his mice Vamp stares
at him...
But at least they are
in love, all is in peace...
Jo my dog is in love
with Jo his beloved...
Jo Jo form an amusing
couple !
My name begins with Al
my wife name is Ana...
We have two cute pets :
Alan and Alana...
My parrot Paul is Spanish
his female Paula is Italian...
She says to Paul
Parla !
he says to Paula,
Habla !
Al day long they date
and nothing happens !
Dolores VOICED NOT A WOMAN OF SORROW DAUGHTER OF REJOICE-
Delores, daughter humanity the world of Sorrows.
Spanish named and is a form of Dolores.
Named of a time
Generations of pain, of sorrow
Father sought to gift you voice
Within Himself cause you to rejoice
Yet blessed, in the Fathers arms
Only humanity “dolor”
A righteous God, a loving Father
Choice chosen His daughter Delores
To pen His words, play His music
To gather the children lead
His mission, His Holy decision
There’s no thought in sorrow
Sings Hope’s in Him Abba Father
Herbs of His spirit
Swindle never in malice
Created to go tell it
From Germany unto Paris
Songs of the Father from His heart to her breath
His virginal words ever heard
Soul concurred cognate sung
Sings the woman girl of the Lord
There’s no sorrowful in her
For she is voiced in her Father God Hallelujah
There’s no thought in sorrow
Sings Hope’s in Him Abba Father
Dolores who as she, ever chattered
Learnt piano other instruments
Taught children and others God’s compliments
No pains, no sorrow God’s “dolorous”
God’s voice His delighted daughter
Daughter Delores
Minister of Music
Delores Matthews
8/5/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
The plans had been laid
their dues had been paid
10,000 enraged Mexicans
heading north to behead Texans
For Texans had 'stolen their land'
almost two centuries ago
and with America looking weak as can be
Mexicans would not be denied liberty
The operation was seamless
50,00 Texans slain
Jubilation in Mexico's capital
Texas will be ours again!
All across the Spanish-speaking globe
supporters did rally
demanding millions more Texans die
in the name of justice, MLM, and DEI Mexican Lives Matter
But Texans fought back
they were not to be denied
Lone-star state soldiers headed south
for Texas they were ready to die
The world jeered and hooted
called Texans white racists and worse
Violence flared at every protest
Times were tense and terse ...
You may think all this a fantasy
and many with you would agree
But I am Jewish-Israeli
Mexico and Texas are Gaza and Israel
~ This is hard reality for my family and me
Mashup; Of Mashpee boston
appears cortsey ofVIP- Club Editting Continue Song..............
The Lover of the Cantar's Remix- radio Edit Sampler!
Punk's want in/ Ole Chore/new responsiblities!
Song Six from Ditty 101: song of Promised Love.
Auctioned off, Sold to me!
best won-Ever Jam and Groove(Phattie's bounce- big Gal Groove)
week one...featured song" oh Love: oh Love
week two " or Was it Specaiel
week three: Of love
Week Week Four: Weaker, Weaker
Week after Four: Might I mention
Week Six: Time for Me
Week Seven: Nights Lights and Pretty Faces
week Eight: People smiling all over the Places
Week Nine: Whispering a Spanish Love Song
Week ten: Me, with all These Words
Week Eleven: Bounce and boogie "do Your Thang Remix"
The Next Week: Yet< Thus and the Other Words
And Then: Moonlight and Kisses
Week Fourteen: Another One about Love
Week fifthteen: Thyme to tell you
Week Sixteen: Evasive Instrumental
Week Seventeen: Learned
Week Eighteen: Buzzienteam VIVIIIII
Week Nineteen: Just an Knocked-up
Week Twenty: Nothing to Do with You
Week Twenty One:Coldnight
Week Twenty Two:Mista Cajuin ; Missus Creole
Week twenty three: He reeled 'em in!
Week 24: Caret: Caret! Number 24
Week twenty Five;A song About You
Week twenty Six: Mrs. Fecker
Week 27: Kazu, Kazu "her phone number the musical"
Week 28: Robot Intro's (software coversation)
Week 29 Love Motion dectection Sensor
Week 30: Your words Insult me (the Tone Remix)
Week 31; disco Groove
week 32: Respect for Men ( under $30 grand respect song)
The Blood of My Fore-Fathers was spilt building this land too!
Though I think at Times People seem to Forget, For History Books May Never acknowledge their names.
I am here, Because they Came Before.
Their Legacy runs through My Veins.
The Economic System of Slavery brought them here, Though The Powers at the time called it Spreading Christianity, and Doing God’s Work.
There were the Spanish, Italians, Portuguese, and the British, All Seeking to Stake their Claim on The New World.
Some said they Sought a New Route to the West, A Path to the Orient they Claimed.
Others simply stated that New Territory was needed to Support the Citizens of the Motherland Back-Home.
Though the Romans did it Best, for it was Not only a Science, but a Way of Life.
Where it mattered Little if you were Greek, Jew, or Barbarian, If One we’re Not a Roman-Citizen they may be Eligible to be Enslaved.
I know that the System has Changed Through the Years, though it’s Effects have Endured the Test of Time.
Our Fathers Have Worked in Sugar-Cane, Share-Cropping, and Cotton-Fields, though Now we Want More.
When we First Came Here, The Natives seemed More an Inconvenience than Guide by the Powers that Be, Thus their Voices Were Soon Silenced.
I Wonder if Enough Time has Passed, Blood Spilt, Payments Made, and Understanding Obtained, for My Voice to be Heard?
Sincerely,
Son of The Soil
Author Paul Cumberbatch (July 22nd, 2020)
~The Shadorma~
(Shadorma)
Love this form
It is very nice
I find it
Just charming
Very easy to write with
It is enchanting
A Sestest
Means done in six lines
Spanish form
You just count
Three five three three seven five
Syllables in all
There's no rhyme
To worry just count
Syllables
Do it right
When you're done a Shadorma
You've nicely written
Be happy!
Just proud of yourself
Cause you've done
Another form
Finish a nice Shadorma
That wasn't hard at all.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
February.19.2017
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~Author's Notes:
The " Shadorma " is a Spanish poetry form or style.
You say you want to marry me,
But how on earth could that be,
You say that I’m the one for you,
Know naught about you, have no clue,
You say we’ll travel far and wide,
With you forever by my side,
You want to take me to the moon,
You promise me that will be soon,
I wonder how you’ll do all this
How about you first give me a kiss,
And explain this complicated story
With dinner and a glass of wine dear Rory!
Of course I will says this eccentric man,
Give me a chance to speak, I am your fan,
Let’s go and book our worldwide trip,
Then go to dinner, and with a sip
Or two or three of the best French wine,
Fly way up high on my private plane, as we dine,
And furthermore, have a surprise for you,
In fact not only one, but I have two,
Kneels on one knee and offers me a ring,
A bright diamond at least 3 carats, bling,
I was floating, wondered did it show, in a daze,
This whole day was just a blur a, haze.
The 2nd, - tickets not to the moon, but Mars,
Refused this gift, preferred planet earth and cars,
And still the kiss had not yet come,
Felt bewildered, wanted to phone my mum!
Hey wonder boy Rory, how about that kiss,
Oh wow, loved that, imagine if I did that miss!
I have loved you Amy, for such a long time,
My father likes you also, we watched you climb
The corporate ladder, with those great pins
Because of these, forgiven any previous sins,
I liked your ways, your speech at any forum,
The way you managed meetings with decorum,
I even pulled out your file from H/R,
See you speak French, Spanish, heritage USSR!
I am the Chairman’s son,
I’m maybe somewhat of a brat, but love you a ton,
And the only thing I ask of you,
Is to stand by my side, and be my wife,
And make me happy, for all of my remaining life!
How can a girl refuse such an awesome request?
I married Rory, he’s a gem, my case I do now rest!
Beauty Pageant
Naked as a vintage grape is Vasalina Virginitita
Glowing oily in a noon day Sunday smile
A Spanish flower power child in full bloom
On display outside she wears no shoes or clothes
Pure thoughts fill her vacuous minds emptiness
Stripped of meaning walking queenly as she goes
Almost serenely collegiate with an air of confidence
Discretely open, side by side with her narrow thoughts
As narrow as the cobblestone streets she walks on
On campus and later into the hearts of fans and judges
Who grade her on the scale as a perfect 8
Beauty contests start this way
Separate the pretty from the ugly ones
For gifts and fame so she states abruptly
Step aside my ugly friends and followers
Vasalina must claim her prize
By virtue of being pretty since you are not
I've been writing since I was 13 and I am 62 year's of young age,
we live, we learn, we grow, day after day life turns the page.
I have been on many different poetry sight's since 1975 you see,
the truth about the different sight's show's only one difference to me.
The only thing that makes them different than the other's is the name,
they are all geared to make money, which makes them all the same.
If you are not a payed member you don't fit in with their click.
that gives you a 99% chance that as a winner you won't be the pick.
So sad but yet these words are so very heart breaking true,
you have to be a payed member to get them to notice you.
I am in many poetry anthology books, and several was even put on tape, you see,
They weren't a poetry sight where you a payed member you must be.
We write our heart's, soul's and mind's down on paper for whomsoever to read,
with word's of love, forgiveness, knowledge with wisdom of life I feed.
Not a payed member, really mean's, it's truly all about the money you won't rise and shine, as they do,
you want to become a good poet, and get other's to notice you.
Then you have to know, see, and understand the truth in the words I write,
the only way I know to be equal, and fair, is start a new kind of poetry site.
One that is different in every way shape, form and a totally different fashion,
where everyone's work's are shown and presented the same, the standing out is left to passion
I am checking in on starting this different site, and give it life you see,
where a payed member just gets to use all the tools for free.