Martins Poems | Examples

Tiktok

Here comes a generation of substance.
Trouble lies, her name is Constance
Future of tomorrow caught with substance
Imagine Janet, Judith, Tiktok for instance.

Looking Hot another name for Misconduct.
Tell Angela Martins I have her product.
She ordered ring light for brightness
With a future filled with darkness.

Technology is sweeter than Candy,
Sweeter than the candy I gave to Andy.
Teenagers teenaging in Advancement,
With rationality reduced to Entertainment.

Tiktok, Facebook and Whatsapp,
Nigerians are lost in you dear App.
Tell them what you're meant for,
Lest we dance wastefully to Old age.

Premium Member Never Before Seen

In hues orange, pink, red, teal and purple,
the sunset skies look quite unique tonight,
to laud this hour of summer eternal-
pretty as the purple martins in flight!
Each hour's new, though they go in a circle;
And I'm thrilled fate put me here for this sight.
Early, eager moon, remembers cream clouds,
Coming to soon fade, like the floral crowds.

Premium Member Sitting in the Sun

warmth floods over me
when blue flowers are climbing
sage red rose timing

sitting on the stairs
in sweet caress of warm winds
gold noon never ends

sitting among scents
under lemon chiffon clouds
in butterfly crowds

soaking saffron sun
as purple martins sing soft
wealths of rich gold caught


Premium Member Yearn

In the quiet night, I adore your face
So lovely. even when breathing with grace.
I yearn to kiss you, so tender and true,
Whispering my sweet nothings as I knew.

     Dawn begins to expand as we embrace.
     I kiss her luscious lips, I yearn, hearts race.
We feel the tender flame, our tangled vines,
Stars twinkle softly, fade, and the sun shines.

The multicoloured martins fly in song,
Outside buyers are busy. prices strong.
     I go down and order morning good food.
     But for our taste coffee is freshly brewed.

The balmy breeze entices us to swim.
I yearn, admiring her figure so slim.
     Alas, our honeymoon is over soon,
     We go home. In love, we yearn for the moon.

Premium Member Poetic Podcast Episode 12 Bop

I still remember the suit and Doc Martins, 
choker full of X’s, and a brand new mantra;
Rebellion was tricky and full of temptation,
doing my own thing alone with a mission;
Peer pressure never really phased me 
I was violently loyal to my own ideology;

I’m glad I met that straight edge kid
back in high school;

Finding a tribe that shared my firestorm;
No drugs, no smoking, and no alcohol.
Who knew others were my kind of crazy?
I always thought that I was alone, 
‘True til Death’ that lyric will never die,
it became a sort of gospel to live by. 
Yes, I was clean when I was in college,
as an adult that lifestyle’s harder to follow;

I’m glad I met that straight edge kid
 back in high school;

Now whenever I hit a difficult patch 
I don’t entertain any kind of crutch;
Working through it let’s feelings fade 
I can handle this just like the next bang;
As time goes by and the world gets heavy?
I stay sober, I’ve been there already. 

I’m glad I met that straight edge kid
back in high school.

Another Generation

   We had Debbie Gibson, 
And Motley Crew.
   We had Jon Bon Jovi,
  and Scooby-Do.
 We had Axl Rose,
And MTV.
   We had school
 house rock, 
And MR. T.

   We had Alf, 
And Pac-Man.
   We had Doc Martins,
and Duran, Duran.

   We had Boy George,
And Bill and Ted.
   We have Ferris Bueller,
  home sick in bed.

  We had Where's the Beef,
and Robo-cop.
   We had Thunder Cats, 
And pudding pops.

  We had Ayatollah, 
And the Whopper.
   We had Spud McKenzie,  
 And Cyndi Lauper.

   We had Ziggy Stardust, 
And Family Ties.
   We had Michael Jackson, 
and Hungry Eyes.

   We had Rainbow Bright, 
And Flash Dance.
   We had Pee Wee Herman
And Puffy pants.

   We had Led Zeppelin, 
And David Bowie.
   We had Pink Floyd, 
And Chocolate 
Chips Ahoy.

   We had Jaws,
And Richard Pryor.
 We had the 
war on drugs,
 and Easy Rider. 

       TURBO1904 ?


The Hands of the Eld Pianist Player

Strangers but loved
                aged pianist's hands
                   don't die in silence...
                 The old pianist watches
                 his hands ... learned
                 a secret... the music...
                 Even injured and with strength
                 touch still finds.
                 In silence his tips
                 dactyls hurt, suffer...
                 But the silence knows that
                 will speak in his ringtones...
                 dying toes
                 suck the last ones out of life
                sighs...
                The old pianist sweating,
                 cry dry tears...
                 But the blessed sound
                 the piano plays the music
                 holy, torn from
                 heart...

  Homage to pianist João Carlos
   Martins and his extreme pain in the
   extremities hands and fingers...

Comparing Luther and Mandela

Shall I forget my asking a brother:
“Who of The Two has A Much Taller Order?”
And Dairy Hand mishandled An Udder,
For round spinning to watch Close Adder…

Martin Luther and Nelson Mandela,
If they were Fidelis - Fidelia, 
Then Stark Crudity of South Africa
Matched Mixed Decency of America 
And True killers, sometimes reasonable,
Same as Searching Eyes for The Treasonable;
Or would one Some Healthy Type Writer 
Praise like Zealous Breathless Writer?

More air outside The Cell for Martins,
Nelson in Dark Prison with Batons.
Martin Luther could time find for Quotes,
Nelson Mandela for The Word that floats...

And one had had A Far-Too-Funny Wife
That drew a picture of Another Strife,
The bizarre assembling for journalists;
For her Cosmetics the longest lists...

There always is some First Among Equals:
The same family but Yells aren’t Squalls…

Premium Member A Noonday Pause

An apple blossom respite, among the wild springtime blooms,
Silence in hot sunshine golden, a pause in the familiar tunes,
Muted, pretty purple martins, in the season of endless green,
Indulge in a quiet spell, where teal sky and treetops convene.

Pretty blooms pause on runways, in the lazy style of summer,
Red butterflies erratically fly, to beats of a different drummer,
Lethargy now has precious time, caught within its silken grip,
Like silver moon and twinkling stars, in the endless courtship.

Premium Member Spring Has Arrived With Joy

Clap your hands, sing with joy for warm spring is here.
Swallows are the first to arrive now the sky is clear,
Purple Martins perform aerial acrobatics
To snap up flying insects as is their tactics.
Chickadee small and pretty songbirds enthral
But the goldfinch is the most beautiful of all.

Below a dazzling garden so well designed,
Each patch adorned with fragrant flowers all lined
With special flowers of every marvellous pansies,
And in each patch, you'll find flowers which one fancies,
Impatiens, begonias, petunias, delightful in the breeze,
While all around work is began by pollination by the bees.


28 April 2022
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Premium Member First Wife

I never asked you to dance 
in the moonlight
by the pool of St. Martins statue.

I never saw you
sweep your hands
over the plains lovegrass
of a dewy field,
making them bend with you
and against you.

I never asked
what was your
dancer’s name.

You were a dancer
a lifetime ago,
before the babies 
came, grew 
and were gone.

Premium Member Grace In the Garden

A gold sunrise, where morning glory grows,
Creatures are stirring, a lilac rambling rose,
Noonday sunshine beams, bright marigolds,
Returning a blazing bliss, as the day unfolds.

A creamy lotus pond, beneath chiffon clouds,
And swans are swimming, an elegant crowd,
Honeybees are buzzing, along erratic routes,
Purple martins warble, before heading south. 

The forget-me-not path, beneath bluest skies,
Painted daisies along picket fence, butterflies.
A beauty sun is going down in scarlet demise,
Exotic bleeding heart vine, nature's surprise!

Premium Member Bright Spots In the Day

A diamond sun lit up the azure skies,
And there was color in emerald fields,
Fragrant flowers in every hue and size,
Perky dabs of solar radiance revealed!

The beaming smiles were in the garden,
Just past the golden hour of the day
Of chianti sunflowers. Purple martins
Fluttered among the vibrancy at play.

It was peaceful, scintillating Sunday,
And speckles of color were everywhere,
With water lilies and singing blue jay,
While day moved toward sunset unaware.

Haiku

flora washed clean  
by torrential rain
extinction event

one inch of rain
in one hour
fledglings starve  

my eyes wide open
watching helplessly
mass extinctions real

swallows swift martins
gone at my location
the sky washed clean

Premium Member Sunburst Horizons

A ship sails upon coolly placid waters,
Into the sunset of many pastel colors,
Reflected in patches on deep blue seas,
Quite matching the skies' royal blue!
In the days of sun sea color and wind,
Into a hued horizon, soon it will blend.
Freedom and joy are not too far behind,
As purple martins follow warmer seasons.
Sun yellow to peach to orange pink red,
Drifting to sweet dreams on a watery bed!

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