Short Portuguese Poems
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The Head of Spanish Geese
couldn’t find a single Portu-geese
Even the prettiest of ‘Pretty Pleases’
Couldn’t persuade those geeses
~ to renew their visas
Plus silver pledged word
you desire Golden silence
I wish beach bronze
PS BEACH OF bronze... means tan under THE sun, in portuguese bronzeado,
amorenado, our color when we go to the Beach...
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".
A Beach in Cascais
On the beach of Cascais
Human seals, jam-packed
Soaking up the sun.
Female seals
are eying each other.
Who has the best tan?
Then they all go home
To dark shuttered flats
The fear of being seen
At home by prying eyes
sits deep in the mind
Of the Portuguese.
Caper with asparagus porridge,
accompanies fake ravioli
with supreme sweet eggplant ...
All sipped with a porto wine
of passion fruit ....
Hawaii vermicelli,
rubbing mussels
bread crumbs
crowded larva sections
inside peanut crumbs
portuguese cognac within
and pineapple with avocado
al juice
After all this time
Dare we go there?
Eventually we have no choice
Unknowingly the decision was made for us
So although I am a little sad this is adieu; until we meet again
*Gerald (suggestion of the word in Portuguese) & Jack (his persistency :)
Hope you are not disappointed*
©146011092013
National day
25 of April Portugal's
national day
It so happened my ship, birthed that day
a night Lisbon didn't sleep
Great Jubilation
whores gave their wares for free
thieves didn't steal
and the bar owner splashed brandy.....
generously into your glass
I came back onboard five in the morn
waving a Portuguese banner
A Portuguese Village
One has to deal with gossip
the trick is to be polite
but don't get involved
Be friendly but not overly so
They all have dogs
get them to like you
your neighbors will see you
as a friendly sort
The villagers drink wine
but you will not see them
drunk on the road
Follow these simple rules
and you can do as you like
and be free
My language
of latin language powder,
fights between Hispanic
and Anglicism...
but lives curdled
of the many languages...
It harbors Arab subtleties
and Africans presents
and is studded with neologisms
of the inventors of words and concepts...
My Portuguese is a patchwork quilt
fruit of a base and several sources...
Fight for its universality
in the immense Babel
that is our world.. !
Fado
What do we do with Fado, this guitar sound and
guttural Portuguese voice that has a twang of
Arabia in its heart and is pure poesy.
Life, loss longing and the finality of death, is in
songs that celebrate love’s unbearable sweetness,
our tragedy and the unobtainable.
Yes, sing me a Fado, let me hear the guitar and
I will close my eyes float in a sea of melancholy
and remember you.
Here always in fight
inconfidence, never ends...
for bread and for life
PS Liberta quae sera tamen !
The Inconfidência Mineira was a political conspiracy organized by professionals, the military and members of the economic and social elite of the Captaincy of Minas Gerais in the late 1780s – a time when Brazil was still a Portuguese colony.
liberta quae sera tamen was the motto
i only
know of
one to ask
so don't
know if it's
true that and
so i'll
ask in
poetry if
you dare
say what i
write might be
thought
of or taken
as if it were a
poem
but this
is more of
a linguistic
question only
asked because
someone
told me that
it was true so i
thought
of you Alkas
and so am asking
when you
speak Portuguese
can you use or not never
use a
double
negative?
Form:
If it takes a dollop of Dutch courage
to French kiss an English rose
would it make a lily-livered
Indian giver look down his nose
but with Yiddish chutzpah
as a Spanish fly on the wall
and luck o' the Irish
you could Australian crawl
and yet the Chinese fire drill
it's still a safe bet
and a Mexican standoff
are not Russian roulette
but who'd deliberately open the door
for a Portuguese man o' war
~ Portuguese Corpora-tease ~
If, in a manner of speaking
as it were
The thing is, to my mind
in all honesty
Transparency, at the end
of the day, is our #1 priority
at the heart of our mission
the foundation stone of our culture
And you have my word on that
so to speak
~ Copyright, all rights reserved, 'Doubletalk Jabberwock,' Anywhere, USA
I'm looking for rare verse to cover my mouth, let my chest throb ... May it be flawless May It be absolute... Verse of chaste love ... It can be a smack it can be a kiss !
Busco um verso raro
desses que me faça
calar a boca...
Que faça palpitar
o péito...
Possa ele ser absoluto,
possa ele ser perfeito...
Verso de divinal amor,
pode ser só uma beijoca,
pode ser um grande beijo... !
Dark as a demon, but with the soul of
an angel, he's a Portuguese Water
Dog who's never been to sea, but, as
he oughta, he loves water, and highly
proprietary when you're watching
TV, downtime is shared, so it's his paw
on your foot, or else it's his head.
Morning ablutions, one leg in the air,
he waters a thicket, which wakes up a
cricket who begins to sing. The world
is his lavatory. Noblesse Obligatory.
It's a Water Dog thing.
for my granddog...
The Norwegian club
We went there last night
it was set in a wine bar and the prize,15euro each,
I refused to pay that much.
The bar was almost empty but for a group
of Norwegians who sat whispering in a corner
And there was no one to welcome us.
I was donating some books to the club
left some of them on a table.
No one stirred.
I thought the scene was surreal.
We left and had a meal at a Portuguese
restaurant.
I suppose the books were thrown away
after closing time.
Angolan Shipyard
Portuguese Courtyard
Slaves
Indentured servants of
Black seed
Sadist sovereignty
Dutch property
Animals
Herded into a treasure chest
Of disease
Shackled humanity
Shipwrecked Christianity
Excess
Baptized on the bottom
Of the sea
Altered Destiny
English colony
1619
Stock on a manifest
Of greed
Work your land
Savage not man
Bartered
A pound of flesh for
A crown overseas
Sold by brethren
Held by heathens
Caimile
Your daddy was
Born free