Short Geographical Poems
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I don't go in poor neighborhoods
They have a poor education
The crime rate is high
And they steal
Where did Jesus live?
Thames
A geographical nature
Hidden behind a coin
Invisible
Poets took me to sit on the Banks of Thames
Via literature!
Nothing
Is everywhere
And
Everywhere is
Nothing..
Nothing
Has innumerable
Geographical
Appearances
Named maps...
Geographical
And language barriers are
Invisible when
A friendship is genuine
Always be there for your friends
Nayda Ivette
1-12-2016
He went on the rap sheet as Shakespeare, Will
And in mitigation he simply said, ‘Nil.’
Male escorts earned plenty
He’d charge half of twenty
They nicknamed him ‘Ten Dollar Bill.’
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[Hey, it’s a Limerick… please excuse any geographical inaccuracies]
The signs all led to the middle of nowhere, just where I want to be
No geographical preference, just somewhere I can be the actual me
When I arrived, there was a tear in space/time that I could see
The most interesting thing about it was the luminosity
Then, at the moment of inertia, I entered with great curiosity
a restless heart
you are on my mind
and yet once again
I sleep alone tonight
where are you?
are you missing me?
or do you not ever
even think of me
miles and miles apart
several time zones away
is it just geographical
or are you feeling it too
I’m here sleepwalking
through each and every day
my thoughts always on you
while these questions still remain
Inspiration
comes from a place called
desperation
a desolate affair
a geological stare
hard as stone
alone.
Inspiration
comes from a place called
home
a familiar face
a warm embrace
still alone.
Inspiration
comes from a place called
me
I am alone
I am at home
still no one to see me.
I might as well be
in a geographical space
home alone
made of stone
We're in same realm
Different timezones
We still find time
For each other
Sharing dreams
Creating beautiful memories.
We're in same Region
Different geographical zone
Still coming together
Distance wasn't a barrier
Cuddling and caressing
Deep love making without hesitating.
Different religions
Same goals
Unconditional love
Our destination
Making history
Building a love without prejudice.
Somewhere Sabga
It lights the lamp with the fist of thunder
brightens and glows like magic power
And beyond rise the land of the stretching planes
in a geographical mulatto of landscape
hiding and speaking for Ngoketunja
To call you Borroro is not out of topic
as you rise and fall with cattle and horses
Sanctified with falls
every hill to you is a goddess
falling so well in beauty and slogan
Sabga, somewhere you are.
Fertile Crescent
Ghosts of pharaohs
Branded timeless in stone
Reigning order
Condemning the vilified,
as it is published by
The Royal Geographical Society:
Syria as the Gateway between East and West
Leonard Woolley
The Geographical Journal
Vol. 107, No. 5/6 (May - Jun., 1946), pp. 179-190)
And why shouldn’t this be so?
Beowulf, an earliest epic
Of Old English
How proud and agile to be able
To confer your legacy in written format
Onto your generations and incursions ~