Someone has said that every generation
Has its golden lipstick era
Philippines is not like that
It's always beautiful and stunning
A special beauty for all ages
Glittering golden beaches
Somewhere in every island corner
Of thousands islets in the Philippines
More so its unique lineage genealogy
From the primitives to the occupants
Conglomerating all races into one
Making the brown race formidable
A diasphora race around the globe
Sharing joy, talents and services
The culture, the food, the hospitality
Affecting the leaven bread of the world
I invite the people of the world to visit us
What the Philippines can offer to all races
Come, borrow the wind to fly
To the magical land that shines
As white as the pearl of the orient seas.
Categories:
primitives, beauty, culture, people, pride,
Form: Free verse
My love awakens me
with playful purrs,
with kitty licks
and padded paws --
we are never far
from our primitives,
to know the world by
touch, and God through
tactile mystery, replicating
senses till soaring --
Oh, one can philosophize
and theologize!
or one can cling to the
moment~ lips diving,
arms like vulture wings
enfolding, love’s cooing
triggering a salivating, primal
response – Coffee can wait!
Categories:
primitives, cute, desire, emotions, good
Form: Free verse
Apparently Soup finds the Latin word for ‘Human’ offensive;
about as ‘P.C. gone wrong’ as it’s possible to get. I have had to
include completely superfluous hyphens in order to get the word
accepted.
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Our home in the stars so often ransacked
Homo-destructus had forced us to act
So quick to breed
Killed - not to feed
Our ancient ancestors counter-attacked
All rounded up for a new rebirth
Transported far to a fertile Earth
A gauntlet they ran -
- Neanderthal man
Homo-destructus; victor or serf?
That was a million Earth years ago
Call us inquisitive, we need to know
A long stellar trek
In order to check
What occurs when you let primitives go
Five light years travelled to view their progress
Earth is an angry and war tangled mess
Our crew now lay savaged
Our ship also ravaged
Homo-destructus sees no welcome guest
That primeval race that we once left to swarm
With clubs and flint axes their weaponry norm
Strangely ironic
They’re now atomic
And Homo-destructus remains true to form
Categories:
primitives, humanity, war,
Form: Limerick
The moon reflects the sun's light;
Just as the zodiac revolves around Polaris at night.
Once a month the full moon glows;
Exposed to everything on earth that is known.
Clothed and covered, the moon is not visible;
This is called a new moon Jewish festival.
Primitives would worship the moon as a deity;
While scientists explore and discover it's mysteries.
The moon helps balance the ecosystem;
As ocean tides roll in harmonious rhythm.
The moon changes position throughout the year.
Summer, winter, light, and dark; it shines here.
When the moon is full and bright;
Beasts come out to feast at night.
Viewing the moon is a beautiful wonder.
A romantic view of Gods loving nature.
Categories:
primitives, imagery, moon, remembrance day,
Form: Rhyme
I acknowledge my status as a stranger inappropriate clothes old habits out of sync with wasp
and wren i admit i dont know how to sit still or move with purpose i prefer books to moonlight
statuary to trees but this lawn has been leveled for looking so i kick off my sandal's and walk
it's cool green who claims were mere muscle and fluids? my feet are the primitives here as
for the rest ah the air now is a tonic of absence, bearing nothing but news of a breeze.
Categories:
primitives,
Form: I do not know?