Louis Poems

Robert Louis Stevenson - 1850-1894

In an old-time real-book-with-pages feel in his day,
Robert Louis Stevenson wrote 'Treasure Island',
in his own inimitable way,
and tho' I know I may be wrong,
he could not have been pulling Long John Silver's leg,
as John would not have had a leg to stand on,
for, with his crutch (plus parrot), and I quote,
'He had still a foot

Fore

Scots golfers do not 'golf'
as they say in the U.S.A.
invented in Scotland
it's as they ought
a sport the Scottish play
the first tennis player
known by name
(Louis X)
did not 'tennis'
when he played the game
even so I may one day
bend my elbow
consider the racket
and give it a go
looks like the language
is slowly downward drifting
and come this Christmas
you won't see

Satchmo's Trumpet - Homage To Louis Armstrong

From afar a sound of "Blues" so tender
Like Satchmo strumming his trumpet
His loud voice calling us together
Makes me in verses break into yesterday

Oh Louis...raise your voice to everyone
Make the trumpet's call sound loud
Chase away the fears of the crowd
And those outside who think they're alone

Oh Louis... now release the husky voice
Nice and slow, neither hot

Meat Me In St Louis

There's nothing better than a steak,
Providing it's spiced with care.
Whether ribeye, filet, or strip,
Just make mine medium rare.

Then you have your feathered friends,
Either turkey, duck or chicken.
You can bake or crispy fry,
The Colonel says it's finger lickin'.

And don't forget about the swine,
Barbequed chops, loins, or ribs.
If you slather it with sauce,
You should always wear your

Gateway Town

Gateway town, Mississippi and Missouri river flooding confluence,
with its celebration of manifest destiny, its looming, iconic archway.
Stainless westward marker, its culture flowed southward for influence
within the lawn-jockey, pink flamingo neighborhoods of moral decay. 

T.S, Eliot, Darren Wilson, William Burroughs, Dick Gregory, Phyllis Schlafly, 
just like all my childhood companions who remained on the plantation.
With all

Clerihew Louis

US born Morris Louis 
with pure colour content to be
Lyrically & on a grand scale
suspend belief..imagination will not fail

Critterature: Who's Afraid of Louis Vuitton

Don't be fooled by the smile of a crocodile
Who appears to be happy to meet you.
For though his grin is beguiling,
In his head he's compiling
Various ways he is planning to eat you.
A croc's disposition is hard to predict,
It's quixotic and largely a moot case.
The main thing he most often worries about,
And what keeps him for

Joe Louis Vs Max Schmeiling

In 1938, boxer Joe Louis did the patriotic thing.
He had an entire nation in his corner of the ring.
Here, he was facing German heavyweight Max Schmeiling.
Yankee Stadium in New York was the site for this meeting.
Schmeiling was the symbol for Aryan supremacy.
He was considered a hero in Nazi Germany.
Louis was fighting for freedom and democracy.

In

God Chose Louis' Nose

God gave Louis a rather long nose
Which nose he used to zoop up Cheerios
    Better than a straw
    Though there was a law
His big mouth he had to keep tightly closed

Why Do We Celebrate Bastille Day

Fete Nationale finally came about on July 14th 1789
When the commoners stormed the Bastile so fine.
Their crops had failed that summer, and it went to their head.
They were spending ninety-percent of their salary on bread

The Tyranny of King Louis the Fourteenth was not sliding by
His wife was lavishly spending, and they owned the gun power

King Louis

King Louis of France
Was looked on by many askance
Then the people said fooey to Louis
And made their selection: Chop Suey

Old King Louis got everything wrong
Told his wife in a touching swan song
“I think it’s for the best
Get it off of my chest”
Made his exit quite short, not so long

King Louis in or out of doors
Loved

Louis and Marie

French King Louis XVI placed his love bet
On teenage queen Marie Antoinette
Sadly, it is said, though she deserted his bed 
For frivolous Marie, Louis lost his head.

Of Louis’ sweet Marie, it is our take
She was a desserter who truly loved cake
For proposing cake for peasants who lacked bread
Queen Marie left a guillotine minus her head

Play Louis Armstrong

now is all there is,
that's the nature of the beast,
relatively speaking
advantaging 'those' who control time...
now is a situation of absence and meaning
'those'...are us and our day to day routines
slowing down, to take advantage of the scenery...
remember the most wonderful childhood song,
'what a wonderful world' by louis armstrong...
well, now is all there is and it is

The Mourning Path - St Louis Cemetery No 2

A tattered Calico traverses the crumbling corridor
dissecting a row of dilapidated sacred structures,
each uniquely indistinguishable from the next.

The wind carries an eerie refrain
as it whistles through the splintered stones,
white-washed to harbor their degeneration.

There's a fragrant stench of wilted petals
lying dormant in stagnant waste.
This potpourri of nature's compost
resonates from the marred receptacles
lining this mourning path.

Picket shadows

Louis

It has been a while 
Far away many a mile
Not heard from you
But now I extend my word
How are you dear mother?
Huku mjini Nakazana
Najipanga nikutembelee nikipata mshahara
Pitisha salamu kwa ndugu na dada
Huku ni Vituko, Wenye Vipara ndio cheo wanapanda
Lakini itakuwa aibu ikilia parapanda
Hizi ni by the way, at this point kuna issue ningependa kuaddress.

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