Long Thatched roof Poems

IN THE WILD

Early morning, we go for a drive,
An awesome feeling as we arrive,
At our camp gate which, opens 
At 6 o’clock, 
Now we are in the African bush
Which, will unlock,
Moments that we have missed...

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IN THE WILD 
( Re Post)

Early one morning, we begin our drive,
An awesome feeling as we arrive,
At our camp gate which, opens 
At six o’clock, 
Now we are in the African bush
Which, will unlock,
Moments that...

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I was relaxing in my sunroom, one very peaceful afternoon,
Enjoying the fables of Aesop, and all the flowers abloom.

The view from the many windows, was gold sunshiny delight,
With blossoms and rich greenery, and many birds...

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The thunder struck and the heavy rains came,
He struggled for survival, fought hard.
The downpour wouldn’t stop, the streets now flooded,
the man now lay unconscious on a boulevard.

The next morning, the Sun couldn’t rise,
the clouds overpowered...

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In 1920, my father, 16, was a guest of the British government. He was a prisoner of their forces occupying Ireland at the time, a group called the Black and Tans.

One day he and seven...

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Omalinze the great, the maker of rain
You are the beauty of the day, a mighty man
Whose muse keep me going in the journey of life.
My humble appreciation to the gods for a man of you...

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It was 6.15, in the morning, 
I was in a deep sleep, 
The rising sun pierced the thatched roof and made my skin burn,
I wrapped the blanket tight   - no use it was...

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I glimpse the tidal waves, rise high,
Sweaty brows drip, a dry.
surf boarders and  dipper are so many,
dolphin rides touts coerce you for just a few penny.

red vested lifeguards always on their toes,
A breath of...

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In the bay of icy mists, the viking ghost ships arrive, sails set full ahead,
Crashing anchors rattle loose, plunging beneath the cold murky surf,
As the hailing horns of the dead, announce to their lord, Odin,...

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As little child walked in the field of flowers,
  Picking and smelling them as she grows,
  The pervading air fragrance of Guava
  The majestic mellow Mangoes too in wet season,
  The...

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My Carolyn and I, on Plymouth Hoe we stand
To leave this shire of Devon, to far distant lands
Our desire to leave, and this change in our lives
There's a future out there, for me and my...

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in this world of the limped nuptial 
i’ve appeared as a power-missile of the lac-dye 
that is used by the hindu women 
to paint the border of their feet 

the tooth-ache of some-one pumpkin 
that...

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Erstwhile his skin was beautiful as an obsidian, with great markings alongside his face, as was the likeness of the Benin people; an imagery so poignant and meaningful.
His shoulders were wide, his back strong and...

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I  dreamt of what I  could  be
when  this faithful  deluge
give up 
when my day 
finally breaks

My bamboo bed
tripled  its size
and has only few sticks
still left 
Behold!
the depth of father’s...

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He was a common-place stranger,
Occupying the corner table every night,
And every day, alone but never lonely,
In a tropical beach bar, with thatched roof and no walls.

He sat facing the ocean, with a beer in his...

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In the whisper of palms,I embark upon a celestial voyage. 
My vessel, woven from the threads of ancestral dreams, glides through cosmic tides. 
Each star above is a breadcrumb, and every constellation a map etched...

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He woke in the chilling morn of Monday
Standing tall and stretching like a snake
His son lay carelessly on the old ragged mat
Innocence envelops him like a clean blanket
Unnoticed, he trudged past his dear son
Gathering implements...

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As we speak,
My children and I are famished 
Our fireplace is cold
Our pots are empty 
It is may, but it feels like December 
Our thatched roof is covered with mud
And our barns ravaged by corruption...

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Bought an old cottage
In the country side
Needs some renovation
Have to modernize
On a plot of land all on its own
Wanna make this house a home
 
 
 
 
Gonna fix those windows
New bathroom too
Another thatched roof
Make...

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Those lonely roads lined with touch-me-not's
rain smudged walls and thatched roof tops
long walked paths between the grass
hearty smiling faces that pass
a tiny spec at a distance far
looming high in the clear blue sky
a close glance...

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Roll away
Come away with me
To the tumble down cottage by the sea
Where eagles coo, soar in flight
White paints a peeling
It's thatched roof leaks

But I'm sure
Honeysuckle smells much sweeter
The roses seem to bloom in winter
Secret garden...

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It is a hut with a broken wall and
it’s windows are weak and door less
Though it is weak and old
My palace is in that hut . Y es my palace in that hut.
Every day dawns...

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As the morning comes
thoughts begin to wonder
how to live like a tourist could
walk the beach to see the sunrise
have fresh fruit and banana pancakes
for dinner, eat shrimp with a shot of tequila
take my photo next...

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For Sofia Coppola

  
The epitome of serenity 
lies just beneath the foot of me 
sashaying through the sweet, clean grass  
White linen bathes my skin 
my loose hair dancing in the wind ...

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Heavenly Meat Pies

Nostalgic memories -
An awesome aroma
And an unforgettable flavor of
Freshly-baked, hot-out-of-the-oven,
Magnificent, “melt-in-your-mouth,”
Homemade mini meat pies.

Flaky, golden brown pastry crusts,
Filled with lots of love and stuffed with  
Savory bite-size bits of tender beef,
Cubed potatoes,...

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