By Phan Tan Hai
Forty years like a dream—
shaking off the dust of distant roads;
a faint trace still lingers,
tea-scent deep upon the lashes.
More than sixty passing years,
books read as countless as forests;
once hearing thunder split the peaks,
the mountains broke—fragrance filled the sky.
Returning, hearing the wind breathe,
sweeping through lifetimes of ignorance;
each page of Nguyen Tho’s words
stops mid-flight, as birds listen to the sutra.
Long miles walked without weariness,
the clouds of Tu Luc still drifting;
copying sutras in mist-like lines,
fragrance steeped into the slender strokes.
— March 2017. Respectfully offered to Venerable Nguyen Tho Thich Tu Luc on the fortieth anniversary of his ordination.
a luc bat*
The Earth will still spin, might
not, why worry? I might not care.
You tell me I should share
the story of his fair weather
heart as if ‘twere pleather
for your gossip-starved sterling X-
followers and bowflex
lovers who become texting whores,
the kind the world deplores.
*The luc bat is a Vietnamese poetic form that means "six-eight." In fact, the poem consists of alternating lines of six and eight syllables. This poem is interesting in its rhyme scheme that renews at the end of every eight-syllable line and rhymes on the sixth syllable of both lines. Luc bat poems have no set length or subject matter. Rhyme scheme: xxxxxA/xxxxxAxB/xxxxxB/xxxxxBxC/xxxxxC/xxxxxCxD/xxxxxD/xxxxxDxE and so on.
Broken Charger
My phone at 1%
Love's battery runs empty
Who gon' charge me now?
Dusk hums low again
I scroll through old convos-sigh.
Ghosts read ''typing...still''
(Sedoka)
Drum
Beat
heart loud
in freedom
rising,broken-
dance!
(Lantern poem)
Mzantsi Bus Stop
Minibus honks, dust rise high-
vendors shout,wives wave koebaai.
Wind smells like pap stew.
prayer and perfume too-
Time flies-
So do I
(Clogyrnach)
Heilbron Love Song
She wears my T-shirt.
Famo music follows her hips.
streets lights blink approval.
I forget my sorrows
The world dances small.
(Gogyohka)
Truth
Revolutions begin the day you whisper, ''enough''.
(monostich)
Taxi Ride To Wepenaar
Rain drops on glass so slow
city lights blink-I see hope glow
(Luc Bat poem)
Wi-Fi Gospel
No signal again,
but somehow Jesus still calls
bless the hotspot Lord
(zappai poem)
China offers infrastructures,
India offers agricultural projects,
and Russia offers security to Africa
and you, in Europe, offer homosexuality.
Quote by Jean-Luc Melenchon.
On this planet earth
many people hate
to hear the truth
because they can not bear
it into their hearts.
Speaking the truth
Does not mean gossip.
a person who loves you
tell you the truth daily.
If you mean to
love some people
and offer them
homosexuality.
They refuse your
offer as it is against
their culture and
laws of Yahweh.
You then force them
to give you mineral
resources in retain.
They raise objections to that.
You later sanction them
for refusing the so called offer
which is mix poison in their
understandings.
Do you really love them?
Some African countries are under sanctions
Of USA and European Union
Because of refusing homosexuality
in their countries
Can Africans keep silent?
Someone who offers nothing
Forces to collect huge thing
In business of win win.
Injustice has no clean
doors in the world.
August 9/2023
Jean-Luc Picard cant replace James T. Kirk
with his Earl Grey tea and sinister smirk,
he lacks Jim's youthful physique,
that made women's knees go weak,
and acts more like a Shakespearean jerk.
(Limerick)
04/02/2022
On A Lim Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
"Star Trek"
a place of peaceful rest
from cursing…reversed
in Paramount Plus
gun slinging verbiage —
trashing the Most Holy’s name
in Star Trek IV, Nimoy
was given his lines —
exposé of colorful language
not heard of in their age
now Picard is old
and the old returns
to the silver-lie-zed screen
screaming in our faces
like overdue feces
a species showing its true colors
unfortunately…throw in sex scenes too
nothing unimagined, nothing civilized,
only the dematerialization
of minds. And the startup
of this series…i’m yawning
nothing like the lively action
of the past. evolution seems
to be a blast from the past.
am i picking on Picard?
why call him JL,
when Jean-Luc
sounded so much cooler
ooh…ooh let me answer this!
it’s a prelude to disaster
of epic proportions
will mankind be saved this time
in the nick of time
the Captain’s apt to fail
his dog is “number one”
his predecessor in spot two
they are in doo doo
bring back a place of peaceful rest -
it’s paramount to reverse
the cursing, the death
of good old-fashioned fun
3/8/2022
Pixabay Image
Enterprise, man's quest exploring the unknown.Make it so!
Nomads of space in cryo-sleep
Time has little meaning as decades pass
Eerie atmosphere is computer dependant
Rrobotically maintained humans sleep
Perilous solar storms and asteroids navigated
Rampant chaos of earth light years behind.Beam me up, Scotty
Indeed the point of no return has long been reached
Science fiction ignites curiosity. Live long and prosper!
Earthlings quest to understand universe.Resistance is futile!
Had a little fun with this one. Quotes in bold print from Star Trek.
Jean Luc Picard "Make it so"
Captain Kirk "Beam me up, Scotty"
Spock "Live Long and Prosper"
The Borg "Resistance is Futile"
Anne Bressington Lord Christopher Monkton Rashid Buttar dr Vernon Coleman dr Sherri Tenpenny Dr Peter McCullough Dr Ben Tapper, nurse Kate Semrani nurse Shelly Tasker Deborah Conrad Jane Mikovits Del Matthew Bigtree Christine Ronald Bernard
Northrup Simone Gold Robert F Kennedy jr Suzanne Humphries Andrew Wakefield
Kelly Brogan Joseph Mercola Lee Merritt Alex Berenson Ty Bollinger Alexandra Mention
Polly Tommey Barbara Los Fisher Rocco Gelato Dennis Rancourt Alex Jones Paul A Off it
Dr Steven Hotze Dr Luc Montagnier Dr Mariano Amici Dr Jane M Orient Dr Micheal Yeadon
Father James Altman Paul Craig Roberts archbishop Vigano Maria Claire Edwards ex un official also Dr Graham Lyons 'Aus senator Malcome Roberts' president Jaier Bolsenaro Brazil Professer Francis Boyle
Ricardo Bosi Luitenant colonel Australian sas retired. Dr Ronald Kostoff ( Dr Robert Malone Msrn experimental
Vaccine builder.) Dr Mercola
You walked in woods with gun.
Oh! must be a great fun; yes it
was, but tiger came; quit
no, I couldn't; I freeze; It stared at
me. You should've fired; that
is right; but I couldn't; gat fell down
It acted fast, no frown.
As it came near, I's brown; cede gun.
~x~
Do you wish to hold me?
We can drift on the sea my love,
under the stars above.
You were my lovely dove so free,
who captivated me.
I thought I’d never be so glad
and still inside so sad
For the love we both had, is gone.
As we approach the dawn
I will think, “Once upon a time,
you were meant to be mine.”
So now my heart does pine away
Wishing that you would stay
I know that you will say, good bye
Still I will wonder why,
you chose another guy, not me.
Him on shore, me at Sea~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Inspired by Brenda Chiri
She introduced me to this new form.
The form is called Luc Bat.
Check out Brenda’s poem titled “Seasons”
Seasons
Each season she will rise
Changing them with her sighs; to tame
the seasons with no shame
In life none can share blame; you see
Because she sets them free
Taking the old, so we can play
Refresh the earth each day, the land
she rules with iron hand
My attempt at this form! It is called a Luc Bat form!
The luc bat is a Vietnamese poetic form
that means “six-eight.” In fact, the poem
consists of alternating lines of six and eight syllables.
This form is interesting in its rhyme scheme that
renews at the end of every eight-syllable line
and rhymes on the sixth syllable of both lines.
xxxxxA
xxxxxAxB
xxxxxB
xxxxxBxC
xxxxxC
xxxxxCxD
xxxxxD
xxxxxDxE
And so on. Luc bat poems have
no set length or subject matter,
and some run on for thousands of lines.
It's over one year you left
from our happy nest, didn't chase
to know how I'm to face
the world, my disgrace never thought.
With ego you fought each time
didn't care anytime, how much
you hurt my faith with such
words, how did it touch my longing.
Instead of walking away,
could you not find way to keep
vows intact; made me weep
thinking which acts sweep adoring.
Quiet sobs are you hearing,
how can you be uncaring?
The Batkovan Brief - Thanking Lady Luc....
If I were to say I’ve never loved
then I’ve never lived.
And if I were to say I’ve lived,
then I’ve lived a lie.
To have loved would have been to have known you.
Because, first there was you, and then there was ‘love’.
And now that I know you ...
I now know love - and know that I can love.
Now that I have seen you, touched you, breathed you,
I know I shall love you …and know that I live.
Robert A (April 2016)
Wind of Change
There's a wind of change blowing across the land,
God is ready to make changes, the hour is at hand.
Adam was cast out for he flouted God's command,
Eve was kicked out with him, for doing the snakes demand.
Now God has lost His gardener, he walks there now alone.
The world was left to fend for itself and now it must atone.
Your heart is now God's garden, it's where He plants His seed,
If you are faithful to His word, your life here will succeed.
The church that God requires is not of bricks and wood,
It's in the hearts of his children when they are doing good.
If you attend a church that's tinder dry,depart from it with grace,
A home group we found, is biblical and by far a better place.
There's a wind of change blowing across the land,
God is ready to make changes, the hour is at hand.
A winnowing is coming, the wheat from the chaff will separate,
For no one knows the hour we will arrive at Heavens Gate.
Inspired by Luc Niebergall & Pastor Geoff.
© Dave Timperley April 2016
Mendel fell in love with Grendel's mother
They married in lair of Jean-Luc Godard
They were breathless
New wave great stress
"Let us take pea soup with our big brother"
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