Short Bangkok Poems
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Americans come by the clock
A British lass just hikes her frock
The French love a tongue
The Swedes like well-hung
But Left or Right Thai knows Bangkok!
This story could be poppycock
Heard cocks fight a lot in Bangkok
At first hearing this
Took an emotional fit
Cruelty is evident imagine the aftershock
There once was a lady from Bangkok
Who wasn't really interested in talk
Just do your thing
Till her clock goes ding
And make sure you don't forget your socks
Sad Detritus It In Eight
Sam Adams looked back
at the lost loves
Failed opportunities
And monolithic blues
That he concluded
Was the sad detritus of his life.
He sighed and went out
To the Cosmos bar for another drink.
In a Bangkok dry cleaners window, “Drop your trousers here”
But they get lots of curious people with nothing to clean I fear
Takes all kinds it seems
Making up the world's scene
But this takes the cake or maybe I just misheared
In a Bangkok dry cleaners window, “Drop your trousers here”
But they get lots of curious people with nothing to clean I fear
Takes all kinds it seems
Making up the world's scene
But this takes the cake or maybe I just misheard
In a Bangkok dry cleaners window, “Drop your trousers here”
But they get lots of curious people with nothing to clean I fear
Takes all kinds it seems
Making up the world's scene
But this takes the cake or maybe I just mishearded
It has been diagnosed by all the leading “hugs” docs
That a hug a day makes us live an extra year by the clock
But only certain kinds, it's hard to believe
Gonna really try em all before I leave
Extra squeezie ones, however, are known to cause death in Bangkok
Maria Paz
Friend, sister, adviser, teacher
Daughter of Rosalinda and Raymundo
Lover of nature, goodness, and poetry
Who feels emptiness, pain, and disappointments
Who fears continuous rejections, arguments, and snakes
Who would like to see the Holy land, the Pope and the Universal Studio
Resident of Ladkrabang, Bangkok, Thailand
Samelo
DON'T EAT HIS CHINESE... TAKE IT AWAY!
There was a young man from Bangkok
Who loves eating fluff from his sock
He says fluff tastes scrummy,
and it lines my tummy
He cooks it when using his wok!
Inspired by
Traditional Limerick Contest
now removed from contest
Syllables 8,8,6,6,8
4/9/18
A Far Cry
A far cry from home
A man sat drinking
Up a storm
2o drinks too sober
Down on his luck
Living by his wits
Down and out
On the street
Of fabled Bangkok
Just another loser
Flotsam white boy
Lost in inner space
Out of his mind
Dreaming dark dreams
As he continued to drink
A far cry from home
A far cry contest entry
May 3, 2021
Thailand,
Or Kensington?
Tinfoil from a Kit-Kat,
Tells you that there’s no difference,
Outside,
Cocaine,
Ammonia,
Old Martell miniature,
A Bic lighter; a mound of ash,
Bangkok?
Fly south
Like Garuda,
Drift off to Koh Samui,
A Beach house, Or Council estate?
Who cares?
Wake up,
Burnt down candles,
Landlord on the doorstep
‘Last weeks rent?’ ‘Giro on Thursday…
…Get lost…’
You promised me
New Zealand
in the springtime
virgin beaches
mountain air
loving
day and night
without a care
and then you were gone
your lies
were to immense
on both sides
of the ocean
when you walk
the streets of Bangkok
does your heart
still yearn for me?
On the day you left
you told me to swim
to the surface
to come back up for air
but I cannot
I cannot
I cannot
I am still drowning
in my sorrow
© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
(December 8th, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)