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Exaltation to Mary:
Queen of South America
Glory to God in the highest
For crowning Mama Mary among the rest
As Queen of South America & of the Universe
Queen of all South American Catholic/Universal believers
You are the Queen of South America – Home of the Largest Catholic Population
South America – Home of Brazil, the World's Largest Catholic Nation
God bless South America for having Mama Mary
Oh Universal Queen, to you also glory be.
Amen.
-11/27/2019
(Dumarao)
*Exaltation to Mary as Queen of the Universe
Columbia South America
So stunning, this inviting street seemed!
With reptilian powers, it crawled into my
imaginative dreams.
I created the people who were living there.
Sipping their dark, magical, delicious Colombian coffee on sun-cooked chairs.
The mens’ sparkling, hypnotic eyes were
far, far, beyond any sensual compare!
I adore going to bed and closing my eyes…
~~If my heart has the courage to dare!~
9/22/2025
Quiet Nights and Quiet Stars
The cozy, round, garden table,
In that smoky Columbian cafe.
A time long ago, and far away.
Let’s go back in time, we’re able.
The dance floor, we happily purvey,
In this country, let us joyfully stay!
In our house, your head I will cradle.
Your Latin eyes, still make me sway.
I truly vow, with you, I will forever stay!
7/25/2024 poem 2
"The Vagabond life is the logical life to lead if one seeks the intimate knowledge of the world we are seeking." Richard Halliburton
The vagabond walked down my street.
He was a pleasure to meet.
He told me how far he had come,
And how he enjoyed living like a bum.
In Africa, he found where the Nile River began,
Located in a country called Sudan.
The vagabond found tall Pyramids to explore,
And the elephants and giraffes were hard to ignore.
Next, he moved on to Spain,
Where he found himself in a cool, refreshing rain.
He saw nudity on the beach,
And in Running of the Bulls, he was just out of reach!
Next on his list was Brazil, via boat.
In the Amazon River, he took a float.
The vagabond cheered and yelled at a game of football,
And danced the night away at the Rio Carnival.
Finally, he traveled through Mexico to the USA,
And that is where I met him today.
He said his travels are far from being done.
The vagabond will travel to each state just for fun!
I was loving the sun,
Not consciously doing anything
My gourds hanging sweetly,
Too big to move much
Dancing with internal mirth
Because I was being picked today
It is always a relief to a calabash
When the pickers arrive
I heard laughter and stood a bit taller
Glad I could see farther than bushes
But no one showed, so I knew
It was not the pickers.
I sat back and enjoyed the
love of the sun a little longer,
excited the gourds would be going to new homes
today, knowing they would love
being bird houses and decorations
Feeling sad for the ones who
would be turned into tobacco pipes
They are all my children,
I want them all to
breathe and enjoy
the sun...
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