Long Tahiti Poems

I will be 75 on June 26th and married for 50 years on August 27th. 
I have a Master's Degree in Labor Economics and BA's in Sociology 
and Psychology. I was Supervisor of Labor Market...

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It was a sight that I could not forsee
Ambushed by my own men at morning hour
Hands tight with cord and naked from the waist
A mean air on the Bounty blew unkind
It was the troubled wind...

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Behold Beatrice, Pitcairn
the paradise sunsets lie in Tahiti
sunrise, the folly of Easter
islands, sanitoriums, deluded, denuded
limbos and purgatories, the never evermore
Polynesian metaphors transmigrate my mind
O to graze with the deer, dear
the tree never falls silently
lizards scatter,...

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"The forest is my loyal friend A Delphic Shine to me."
Ralph Waldo Emerson, Greek Poet

Who is always there, through the good times and bad? 
Who welcomes me when I'm happy, when I'm sad? 
It's mother...

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Bronwyn the Barbaric was a buxom lass
the envy of all her peers
She spoke with unrivaled swashbuckling sass
her pirate-ess fashion was fierce

She could charm off the arms of the most hardened men
how they'd swoon at the...

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Call me the 
magician, pulling 
rabbits out my hat, 
the 13th Friday 
Jason Voorhees 
stabbin at your cat,

with hocus strokus 
powers when I use 
my magic wand, 
soft upbeat 
melodies are 
sprinkled to a 
sadder...

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Ocean waves, ships like us, and your spandex swimwear was an atraction for any girl, not in the right state of mind.
It was Tahiti, 1998, no, it was "1999" and thats why "Prince" wrote the...

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Hello dear friend – so – what’s new?
Tell me - How have you been?
There’s so much I want to share with you
But I hardly know where to begin

The news from here’s both good and bad
But...

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The King's Wife - Te Arri Vahine

Gauguin’s painting of “The King’s Wife,”
immortalized a goddess of Tahiti, Pacific paradise.
Mesmerizing mahogany muse memorializing his canvas,
she’s a tropical Venus on a bed of forest green grass.
Nature’s umbrella, a...

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Call me the magician pulling rabbits out my hat, that 
13th Friday Jason Voorhees stabbin at your cat,

with hocus strokus powers as I use my magic wand, 
while upbeat melodies are sprinkled to a sadder...

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"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...

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Strophe

Ye, the goddess of flame, fire and eternal love
From Tahiti you found home  in Hawaii Kilauea
I accessed your gateway with deep feelings of love
With your archetypes *Kali Ma, Sekhmet and Durga
You falsify that women...

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When the bronze-skinned, 
silver tongue surfer
came smoothly yacht cruising
at year’s end
All the island ladies,
at the cabana house welcoming party,
mosh pit fell in ... 
Fell in love 
with the cosmopolitan thought
of permanently leaving
Loose their dinghy life...

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Captain Bligh was his name,
he ruled his ship with an iron cane.
The Bounty was the ship,
sailing to Tahiti, via Cape Horn was the trip.
At Cape Horn, after tacking back and forth,
eastward, was set the course.
It...

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It’s deeper than words, for she arose more glorious -n- prettier than any earthly rose, 4 I lay with inside her pink abode, it’s deeper than life, -n- more intricate than when day meets night,...

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The plague knew my infinite hulk 
in 1769, crept through the Polynesian crystal
onto my outstretched archipelago
black sands and white sands and volcanoes
speaking the purple language,
the queen’s English to the farmer’s French,
and drank from the palm...

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People all around out raking leaves  
Hear them say i should cut down these annoying trees
I rake them up and in an hour i rake some more 
Why did i start   Really...

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It’s fall of 1888, the south of France,
In the verdant fields of Arles,
Two artists shared a single dream,
And so began their quarrel.
Vincent paved the way for Paul
With bold sunflower sprays.
Paul dissembled, stating plain,
“More practiced effort...

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Sometimes writing poetry is my mistake,
Better to embark on a large cargo ship,
Which will take you to Tahiti or Honolulu,
Better give candy to a blue-eyed schoolgirl,

Sometimes writing poetry is my mistake,
Better to cook a chicken...

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Flying high on the forty fourth plain 
Figuratively free flying 
Wings in the air.

Bought the ticket today taking the
Ten to ten in twenty two hours
Time is ticking to that thrilling

Destination Tahiti
Tickling to test the thirst...

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He was a Professor of Difficult Sums,
Always kept a writing pad near,
Just in case of instant revelations,
With  pencil parked behind one ear.
He could quadrate equations
With consummate ease
And quantum mechanicals
He found just a diverting tease.

He...

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Venice, 2 Milan, then 2 the Congo, then 2 Cape Town
Then Hong Kong

I stay being a faithful husband, with my ring on my
Ring finger, on Baghdad, 2 the Bahamas, 2 O-ka-ya-ma,
2
O-kee-cho-bee
2
O•ke•fe•no'kee

2 the United Kingdom embassy,...

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List one: climb up to Machu Picchu,
ride the Orient Express,
see the Terracotta Warriors,
find a monster in Loch Ness,
brave the winds of Patagonia,
hike along an Everest ridge,
visit Paul Gaugin’s Tahiti,
stand on Sydney Harbour Bridge,
stroll round Angkor...

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Fruits of Labour

Sometimes I dream
Where I would like to be.

Far from nitty, gritty chores;
Enjoying fruits of labour,
Feeling the ocean breeze
Breezing over me.

Happy and nonchalant,
Swaying in my hammock;
On a shore of golden sand
On a South Pacific...

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I was so looking forward to my trip to Tahiti
this was to be my panacea, a sure cure for all my ails.
For once there I could forget the dregs of big city life
and swim the...

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