The stiff neck from counterfeit blues…
I read about that in the news.
A guy from Sao Paulo
said he too can’t swallow,
but feels pretty good when he chews.
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Response to John Read's Deflated
If you're in the Brazilian city of Sao Paulo,
or a little further north in Rio De Janeiro,
there is one important Portuguese word to know.
If Lisbon is where you go,
or if you travel to Oporto,
to thank anyone in these cities, just say "obrigado".
From, Hymns of My War
Unpublished collection
“Dear Mr. and Mrs. Thomson,
In this casket is most of your son.
We strongly recommend cremation.
The rest remains missing in action,
With the thanks of a grateful nation.”
Graves registration records them, “Members Missing”;
Limbs now of a foreign flora? Will the Resurrecting
Repatriate them from the Sao Den and Cu Chi trees,
Or the killing fields endlessly cycle their lees?
No, no more mustering to the drums, as names
In limestones will report for their remains -
Until the last of memories unwrites any claim
By they who sent them to mindlessly proclaim,
“Thank you for your service”
Copyright Paul Thomson 2019
Os Sonhos sao sinais de parada tal como quando você viaja de transporte coletivo.
A Imaginacao funcionam como a fe que leva à Inspiracao.
A Realizacao manifesta o milagre que acontece.
Tudo pode ser realizado
com Sonhos
Imaginacao
e
Inspiracao das outras pessoas.
Existe um mundo de pensamentos positivos!
Um mundo de pensamentos positivos
formado por palavras simbolos,
ideias emocionais e de criacoes imaginarias do intelecto.
Um mundo no qual todos os terrenos sao novos.
No mundo dos pensamentos positivos
tudo tem solucao.
Nesse mundo
dos pensamentos positivos
se encontra a imensidao da beleza,
e a felicidade ao alcance de todos os seres.
Va la – pratique hoje e sempre.
Excursion
Today we went a city tour by an open decked bus
to see old buildings, castles, churches and other
wonders built in honour of kings and god.
Not to forget all the statues of glorious admiral
and generals, famous for battles won in Africa.
After an hour of heritage and culture I had enough
mind switched off and I took an interest were
people lived in much more modest circumstances.
History only remember the famous, the pure bred
bastard who sent people into useless battles to die
so they could live in splendour.
We crossed the Douro River its shored was lined with
expensive restaurant selling bad food- coming from
a country with deep long fjords I was not impressed.
After the excursion I walked into the railways station
Sao Bento, the walls was covered with tiles depicting
the history of Portugal, magnificent, a must see.
Yes, I must go back to Porto see this again but this
not on a bloody tourist bus.
skinny children move quickly outliving
the shadow of their slim suicides.
running and skipping they celebrate lent
with
the soles of their feet creating samba
daylight vigil's on every corner.
now the ash of gods presence floats on
the
water through the navel of the city.
the drain pipe priest charge a nickle
for a bottle, over time some called it coca
cola.
but still a dark skinned gutter punk jesus
races
through the broken streets with all the
other
holy youth.
they wear pink and orange flip flop
sandles
annoited to speckled shades of crimson
by
a bleeding grapefruit that gets kicked
through
folded cardboard box goals.
the sun is setting now in the streets of
sao paulo
and in the parks on every bench the old
wait
in their tabernacles of wrinkled days.
They sit quietly to watch the pigeons turn
to gray grail.
With a coronation of lanterns on
their heads in the late evening
they speak parables in such
strange tounges.
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