Short Shangri Poems
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Fa, la, la,
the politicians stump.
Blah, blah, blah,
It's Donald Trump.
Oh La la, we've hit a bump.
Shangri-La or Mein Kampf?
A peacock in old Shangri-La
Found his wherewithal did not thaw
He went by the book
So his feathers shook
But aroused his mother-in-law
I wish my love a peaceful Shangri-La
Where I can save her best from daily cares.
A warm place where winter never dares
And my heart smiles to serve as in a spa.
and when i closed my eyes
there we were
flying high
above lost shangri-la
glorious melodies echoing
through the valley
~ together again
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
A young mermaid from old Shangri-La
Had a Math quiz --- right after her spa
So she thought, “What to wear,
That will make the boys stare?”
Then she picked out her best algae-bra!
visualizing nirvana and Shangri-la
in dreams that take me away
include pink waterfalls and a floating moon
she has warm waters for swimming
with natural healing springs
my meditation intact
That sorrow may grow
To purify your soul
Be tolerant be cool
That's a price you pay
A cost to get higher flow
In truth, this life is really too short life
Comparing to the infinite Shangri-La life
tree
woodlands
forest fair
enticing winds
nurturing mushrooms
stalwart soldiers of peace
surrounded by violets
my haven my safety my joy
nirvana, Shangri-la loveliness
I hug my favorite, a big white oak
imagination
peacocks and flowers
hippies and hippos
Volkswagen busses
dragons and witches
unicorns blue
faeries and elves
a Shangri-la
my happy place
cartooning
grandchildren
poetry
dancing
singing
art
His spider web eyes
Delicious amber caramelized
Persuasively lively
Quick with playfulness
Surrounding with curiosity
Open to suggestions
Offering her Shangri-lah
She steps into his arm gladly
Eager to begin her forever dance
High in the Himalayas a dreamt of - our Shangri- La
Exquisite yearning desires become emotional realities
Ignore it or give yourself up to it like a Holy Man
The wind never stops blowing and the air is so clear
I think you can see too far
Form:
we climbed a barbed wire farm fence
falling into brambles that scratched us up
suddenly we were in a meadow
with tiny wild strawberries, daisies, violets, iris and queen anne’s lace
we’ll take it, we told the realtor
a Shangri-la which we still love
lost,
remote
shangri-la;
peaceful eden
razed by mother nature and father time.
the paradise we once knew, so far gone;
it will return
only if
you come
back.
What genius can thus inspire,
the mind will never know
It takes more than a thought conceived,
to go where visions go
Angkor Wat or Taj Mahal,
we only stand in awe
And wish to go from whence they came
—the artists Shangri La
(Dreamsleep: December, 2020)
if tulips could talk
and boysenberry be trees could walk
Odin oh Shangri-La
And it Ducks could play hide and seek
Who pulled the plug from WikiLeaks
Down the drain as
I go
As the burden snow old Shangri-La
11/18/19
Written word by James Edward Lee Sr 2019
Standing in
baggage-claim,
watching belongings
go round again
waiting for something
that will never come,
an army of strangers
grab their bags and run
leaving me distant
adrift and alone,
as the carousel stops
—my location unknown
(Shangri-La Airport: January, 2004)
Come with me to my Shangri-La
My satin, azure, kimono
floating in soft waves across the
floor
Don' t hesitate for a second
You'll find majestic delights herein
Jasmine tea, and mandarin, me
Our yet to be Shangri-La ecstasy
June 29, 2019
10:30pm PST
Welcome to my world
Welcome to my dance
Floor seldom them shall we
Explorer you are welcome..
my Shadow Dancer
Properly propose promenade
expose escapades
We pray Shangri-La
Shangri-La in the darkness
I Serenade welcome on to my dance floor
midnight Crusade
3/21/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Dual roads to Shangri la
Painted with optimism
External flame keeps them
Perpetually lit and hopeful
Child with rainbow ideals
Leaves this earthly plane
By reason of cancer
Arrives at this heavenly paradise
Enveloped quickly in comforting arms
Saturated with purest mother love
Moonlight smiles in the distance
At their spiritual reuniting
Ethereal universe refreshes her sorrowful mind
Kaleidoscopic sun spins joy into pyramid’s mystical auras
Her world is now beyond the veil, a quintessential state
Nirvana and Shangri-La; she merges it in her dream state
Understanding a joy and enthusiasm most will never encounter
Thanks to an imagination that allows her to forever reinvent her world.
A perfect world would be Paradise,
Global peace, bliss more than nice,
Collective communion of one human soul,
A garden of Eden, as in days of old,
Elysian Fields would be Heaven on Earth,
True Shangri-La, for what it's worth,
Equitable Peace, one human hand,
Friendly faces, our true dream land,
A perfect world would be Paradise
Global Peace, bliss more than nice.
Neverland merges with Happily Ever After
I discover my own unique self-made Shangri--La
Reveling South Pacific’s Bali Hai
Verdant grasses, gorgeous crepe myrtles, ripe peach trees
Amid gorgeous colors not easily seen in this dimension
Nirvana, I feel amazed and awed by your grace and exquisiteness.
As beautiful and fertile place as I have ever imagined prior to today.
SHANGRI-LA
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS
I longed for Elysium, in an unending search
I longed to join the chorus in Eden’s church
To bath in the warmth of an idyllic pool
To jump with joy like an unburdened fool
Combing the seas n heavens to no avail
Shangri-la was elusive, yet I refused to fail
Looking outward I could not reach my goal
Shangri-la resides in every mans soul
Atop highest cliffs there stands a monastery
Surely nirvana's nucleus of timelessness
Determined come what may in spite of breathlessness
I'll touch its celestial gardens of harmony
Craving kind Himalayan hospitality
My soul in uphill climb pursues euphoria
Seeking mystical mythical utopia
Mountains sing the praises of immortality
AP: 3rd place 2021, Honorable Mention 2021
Dazzling and prismatic, the glittering vista, so,
majestic the regal angels beckoning on gossamer wings;
Heaven, a promise, a paradise waiting beyond life,
ethereal, sublime and divine the reverie of a Shangri-la haven.
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July 20, 2013
Poetry/Verse/Heaven a Promise
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