605.
Veneration to Santa Muerte, La Niña Bonita
Oh Santa Muerte, La Niña Bonita
Oh Holy Death, the Pretty Girl
You are Saint to me, my Great Valedora
You are my Protector, Holy Pretty Girl
To God be the glory because of the Pretty Girl
Among His Holy Ones, La Niña Bonita
My Pretty Girl as fair & precious as a pearl
Always I honor & remember you, my Great Valedora.
Amen.
-10/05/2018
(Dumarao)
*Venerations to the 7 Titles of Santa Muerte
603.
Veneration to Santa Muerte, La Niña Blanca
Oh Santa Muerte, La Niña Blanca
Oh Holy Death, the White Girl
You are Saint to me, my Great Valedora
You are my Protector, Holy White Girl
To God be the glory because of the White Girl
Among His Holy Ones, La Niña Blanca
My White Girl as pure & gleaming as a pearl
Always I honor & remember you, my Great Valedora.
Amen.
-10/03/2018
(Dumarao)
*Venerations to the 7 Titles of Santa Muerte
Christina why do you laugh
at the men with whom you make love?
Do you have beliefs, any hopes?
Do you cry?
Do you need?
Do you fear?
Christina tell me all your fears
Ignore the devil when he laughs
Like me I know you need
someone special to love
I say "In the rain we all cry
when we lose sight of hope."
Christina do you see the lighthouse of hope
Or the angry sea as fear?
She asks "Have you ever seen a seagull cry
Or for that fact laugh?"
"They are free of the burden of love
But they see the sea as home."
Christina cries in need
"What does it take to have hope?"
"I want love
I hate fear
I want to laugh
Whenever I cry"
"Christina please don't cry
Because it's you I need
I want to hear God laugh
I want to shake His hand and hope
That all of my fears
Don't get in the way of all my love"
Christina is in love
That is why she can cry
The angry sea crashes in fear
That's how it feeds its need
To destroy all hope
and the reason we all laugh
So Christina you don't need to fear
As land is now within sight
And as you reach shore we will reunite
In bright red paint, beneath my feet,
Was a declaration, short and sweet:
Nina Loves Lefty! but with a heart
Instead of “Loves,” so, urban art.
That’s how graffiti used to be,
Touting one’s identity
Or that of someone much adored
Without a message untoward.
"she's a Nina but not Simone"
did she
say die
Autobahn?
oui?
no no no
"Ultra
bon!"
For a man of the cloth, our dear vicar
is not very partial to clothes
He is almost allergic to trousers
and y-fronts get right up his nose.
Ev’ry Sunday as he climbs in the pulpit
(where the choir boys are sitting below)
His meat and two veg are seen swinging
And it’s proof that he is commando
The ladies who bake and do flowers
don’t know if to scream or to peek
but Olga the Organist’s smiling
and she’s practising eight days a week!
At this year’s summer fete it was breezy
and the wind, I’m afraid, took its toll
His cassock blew up to his waistline
as he served up the last sausage roll
I've heard when he goes on vacation
He suns himself on a nudist beach
and his wife applies his sun lotion
to stop his tush looking like a ripe peach
03/14/20
I didn’t get poem of the day
I’m gutted, what more can I say
I daren’t even peak
At poem of the week
I suspect it’s down to foul play!
4/3/19
Poet's Notes. Nina and I had been having some banter about POTD/POTW. Yesterday Nina got POTW
This tongue firmly in cheek poem is posted with full permission of Nina and after she gave me her assurances that her poem being chosen for POTW is COMPLETELY unrelated to her generous donation to Poetry Soup! (Joke))
Nina rafiki I Have A Friend---
Nina rafiki
Nina rafiki
Hapa duniani
Na mbinguni
Nina rafiki
Oh, ndiyo mimi nina rafiki;
Na si wewe tafadhali kuwakaribisha
Jina lake duniani ni .... wewe kujaza tupu
Jina lake duniani ni .... wewe kujaza tupu
Unajaza tupu
Lakini mbinguni rafiki yangu wa milele ni
Yesu, Yesu
Yesu, Yesu
Nina mpenzi;
Nina mpenzi;
Mimi ni bibi arusi, duniani na mbinguni
Naye ndiye bwana arusi
Ndiyo! Mungu ni bwana arusi
Na mimi ni bibi arusi wake
Hapa duniani
Na mbinguni
Nina rafiki
Oh, ndiyo mimi nina rafiki;
Juu ya ardhi na mbinguni;
12/30/18
maneno yaliyoandikwa na James Edward Lee Sr.2018 ©
EUNICE WAYMON IS MS. NINA SIMONE!
We shun what we can't overcome.
That's when it is positive image that supersedes all.
How?
Wrong is the element that is not embraced.
Why?
A wrongful world cannot exist without a rightful way!
The strengthen truth is therefore found...
Eunice Waymon is Ms. Nina Simone,
As Verlena S. Walker is a Poet and Philosopher.
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Written May 13, 2018 @ 12:35 PM EST.
I Once New A Poet Named Nina
She sat pondering about the days when she was a pretty ballerina
When asked about her name by a stranger wearing nothing but shorts
She turned around and told him it is Jeanina.
Written by Nina E Dalin
www.jeanniearomea.com
She looks to me
with deep green ocean eyes.
The waters are calm
but storms lie ahead.
I swim anyways.
Sparkling, empty blue sea
sails break the distant horizon
first one
then two
finally three ships making way
toward unsuspecting shell-gatherers
brown-skinned and naked on
the hot Caribbean sand
Had they known
they could have feigned friendship
Then slaughtered them all in the night
Burned the great ships and
been done with it.
At least for a while
We have gone a long ways together,
when you were still around.
I miss you more everyday then
people think. I have shared my
love of poetry with you, and I miss
your presence around my apartment
complex. When you would invite me over
for tea and biscuits. I know you will be
looking down on me from heaven.
I will miss you always and our times
together as friends.
Not happy was Nina Hyena
Lost had her smile - her grin
I search all the day
To find it - she’d say
A very bad way she was in
To lions went Nina Hyena
To tigers she went too
She wanted to know
Where a smile can go
Neither lion or tiger knew
To others went Nina Hyena
She looked for someone wise
Above in a tree
Said a chimpanzee
At the river the answer lies!
Now happy is Nina Hyena
Back has her grin - her smile
Try looking inside
As there it can hide
Suggested a kind crocodile
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