I’ve seen in dreams a blither me -
feet tanned and naked by the sea
and patient ‘midst two palmy trees
a hammock … nodding in the breeze
o dreams are rarely sweet as those
warm South Pacific ‘tween my toes
though should one Polynesian near
I’d dream her grass skirt short …
and sheer.
My beliefs are not yours to judge
Christianity and Catholic?
What do they mean?
One god, one book, one set of rules
They both say to ask for thy forgiveness
Paganism? Norse?
Celebrate thy selves and treat thyself right
Looking at a distance, all religions are the same
Norse, Greek and Egyptian
They all have the same deity's
God's and goddesses, they're all the same
Men and women who have the same thought
But are different all the same
You have God, Buddha, Zeus and Odin
All are fathers of their own religion
But are called different all the same
Hades, Satan and Mara
All gods of the underworld but called evil
All have their owns past but called Demons
Loki, Hermes, Apate and Dolus, and Maui
Norse, Greek and Polynesian tricksters
All looked down on for their way of life
Tricksters, deceivers or liars
Motivated not by strict moral codes but rather their own amusement or interests
Why do we judge when we can't say who is right or wrong?
red aloha shirt
with polynesian motif
worn with confidence
Frisian
nsos voulons
a un dollar dans? amazon dans
le'space vacantio
pres' de la
bibliotheque
solomons Island.
Sincerly Your
Frisian
"the Happy"Polynesian
How can I
when it
seems the worlds
on my shoulders
and it stranger
as I get older
seems like no know
ever wanted me.
How can I when
II'm all by myself
and there no one else.
No one to adore and love me.
Man needs affection
love and admiration
People can make it harder
and cause your
undermacion.
Baby how can I
when I look to you
for comfort
wanna lean on your shoulder
and you tell me it's all right.
Bali hai
Rogers and Hammerstein
Polynesian paradise
healthy coconut milk
balmy frothy fronds
The Duke
Duke Paoa Kahanamoku
Hawaii’s Polynesian Legend
Olympic swimmer-strokes freestyle
Represented USA & Hawaii
Shattered all records
and brought surfing to the world!
Embraced Kaliani
Surfer's Mantra
Life Saver and introduced surfing to the mainland,
The beachboy gentleman
(1890–1968)
Many years before I had a girlfriend
We shared our views as done by each good friend,
Together most of the play time we spend.
For some work, once grandpa came to attend.
Introduced her to grandpa. He was bald.
Secretly we laughed; that night I appalled
In a dream that I have lost all my hair.
In morning to share dream with her, I called.
She laughed; told from mind throw the dream away
Confirmed baldness comes and hair moves away
When someone gains enough knowledge level.
Naively said, for you, there is no way,
To improve knowledge base with so much hair
That was last meeting, she left with a glare.
~x~x~
Polynesian Wave ::
This is a sonnet form invented and named
by Jose Rizal M. Reyes of the Philippines.
Meter is iambic pentameter; ten Syllables each line
Rhyme Scheme: aaxa bbxb ccxc dd
Pasted from http://poetscollective.org/everysonnet/polynesian-wave/
Thanks to Mr Lawrence Eberhart for the resources at Poets Collective Site.
I am dressed in fuchsia, lime green, vibrant yellow and turquoise today.
I feel like I just stepped off a Polynesian island as a butterfly.
I am almost too pleased with myself, flaunting my prettiness.
Marvelous start to a Monday that could have remained ordinary.
Particular palms protecting private Pop’s Polynesian Paradise.
Bashful bountiful beaches brazenly beguiling busy banana boats.
Gregariously greeting gracious green grass generating gloriousness.
Formidable foams frolicking forever free from formulating fickleness.
White wisps wandering wonderfully within wilderness's willful wistfulness.
a lei
warmly undulates in the harbor,
scented blossoms in the surf,
welcoming each voyager
with frangipani, plumeria, shells and
haku mele. the ukulele and current
gently pulls with mellifluous undertow.
a garland aloha and hula hips
enhance each Polynesian hug
in passionate sunrise and sunset hues.
8/7/2018
haku mele — weaving a poetic text, chant, or song
Laying here in the cut with eyes closed,
listening to the soft, tinkling sound
of the Oriental wind chimes
My mind is calmed by peaceful meditations
In my heart, I feel universal love ...
rhythmic beat of African drums
Dark continent chants,
majestic silence of Mt. Kilimanjaro
heard off in the distance
And in my soul, I feel a new song being composed
It's for a family reunion occasion,
invitations offered to my brother and sister Caucasian
and Asian
Now, I'm feeling an Islandic, Inuit and Indian spirit
rise up in me ...
Polynesian and Caribbean,
Aztec and Mayan,
Sioux and Seminole,
Navajo and Crow,
Anasazi and Apache,
Iroquois and Cherokee ...
all shouting in unison: Love is unity
Then, I open my eyes to the truth
of a future time,
as my ears hear the serene sound
of the Oriental wind chimes
Water World
I reach and turn a chrome spigot;
Then magic on magic transported am I
To a Polynesian waterfall
I am bathing, brushing long black hair,
singing Polynesian songs
At dawn……
Splash!
There is a child’s chortle, a joyous laugh
A yellow rubber duck, a wiggling wet babe
Where memories dwell…...
Splash!
I see warm white suds in a big metal pan,
My grandmother’s mottled hands,
She is singing hymns, “Just as I am…..”
Splash!
I see your face! The roar of the sea
Envelops me
A wild wave – then tears, and……
I turn the spigot
To reality.
Hunger led you through
the Bering Straits
to discover new possibilities
in the foreign, distant land.
You were hunters, brave and great,
chasing animals for your survival,
walking thousands of miles –
hunting to sustain existence.
Your other brothers,
set sail in their catamarans
from Polynesian Islands
through the ocean expanses.
Roaring winds, mass of water,
walls of treacherous waves,
sinking many of your boats -
huge billows of water were falling
to the abyss, on your ships.
The bravest of you,
came to the new shores
of imaginary, fantastic worlds.
Then, thousands of years later
came hostile brothers to the lands of yours.
They put claim on your dominion
and they diminished many Native Nations.
Ancient ways of life
those of yours, distinct culture,
which they wrongly understood,
putting their seal of polluted world.
Morning brief
Not much to say;
Touching aftermath
~~~~~~~~~
Passing clouds
Candy floss chit-chat;
Without a word
~~~~~~~~~
Lovers in the park
Saturday evening trysts;
Cheery revival
~~~~~~~~~
Free-and-Easy
Way to go;
Redundant tour guide
~~~~~~~~~
Aloha Hawaii
Polynesian fare;
Smiles surfing free
~~~~~~~~~
Fly away now
Missionary quest;
Overseas homework
~~~~~~~~~
Complains surge
No much change;
Wishful thinking
~~~~~~~~~
Here and there
Notice the debris;
Broken spirits loiter
~~~~~~~~~
Lost souls loiter
Shackled by fate;
Seemingly hopeless
~~~~~~~~~
And when he died
So much sorrow;
Now an urban legend
~~~~~~~~~
Sweet sexy swirl
Curves curl cute;
Vital statistics flaunt
~~~~~~~~~
Children at play
Power struggles start;
Parent referees
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
18 May 2015
Singapore
Like cold marble statues
stiff as vague mixtures
of alcohol that stings of spirits,
cheap as famished souls.
Once were unique and proud,
now the vanishing isles!
A struggle to keep adrift
to face the blue sky vast
and unyielding, matching
that deep Pacific Ocean.
Hear us now gagging on
driftwood and rising waters.
Peaceful seas of dreams
where dancing bonitos circle
canoes,surfing freely cruising
with yellow fins in oceans of fun.
Now hear chokes of sinking feelings
and sirens lamenting restless souls.
As sea sprays watered eyes in contrition
someone changed the climate in Iceland
and desert storms rampaged our islands.
Rumblings of constipated volcanoes
longing for release but now stifled by
solar shields torn by man's greed.
As I float amongst the beaches of ghostly
Polynesian islands, the reefs cry out in
protest as navigation comes full circle,
back to 'hawaiki' our 'once was seen'
home of origin, a failed quest reiterating
the original theme of a people that "once
upon a time" existed now once again
A no man's islands.
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