Brazil, her flash, her colors, her dramatics, her languages, her flair!
Christ the Redeemer seen clearly from the airplane, high in the air.
Coffee beans roasted in such a way to make me salivate.
Football in a new realm; a thrill that I can hardly anticipate.
Brazil, her spider monkeys with their fifth appendage in the Amazon.
Her anacondas and pumas, slinking, as they sneak up on a fawn.
Sugar Loaf Mountain, welcoming people from every nationality.
Brazil, known for her wonderful eclectic landforms, her specialty.
Brazil, full of carnivals, especially in Rio de Janeiro. Want to go, Honey?
Gangs give tourists a scare; sometimes they kidnap those with money.
Her flash, her flair, her daring ways, her love of things old and new.
This is such a wonderful place to see. I’d like to go with you!
Categories:
sugar loaf, travel,
Form: Rhyme
Oh fairy isle, beauteous isle thee!
Green delight in a blue jewell sea.
Lovely limestone cliffs rise high,
To kiss those soft blue sky-
Feeling my heart with glee.
From somber Lovers Leap to Arch Rock,
Grand Sugar Loaf to Devil's Kitchen and
Chimney Rock.
Such natural beauty, unreserved,
On a fairy isle so perfectly preserved,
My heart is longing for thee.
To wander along her paths for a while,
Makes my heart sing and my soul smile.
It is the land of my ancestors, long before,
Who first landed in birch canoes along her
shore.
Leaving little bits of history.
Oh fairy isle, beloved fairy isle.
Categories:
sugar loaf, america
Form: Free verse
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Packed all our bags and into the car
A family of eight a dog from the bar
My father a publican hard worker as wife
deserved all their holidays each year of their life
We struggled and pushed and found a niche seat
a twin on a knee a boy at Mom's feet
Crew cut and bowl shape a haircut to last
A sister and mother rules they would cast
Up the long Highway M6 to the north
In the Welsh mountains and lakes not far from old Borth
Over the Menai to Holy Island port
Holyhead ship the Munster we thought
Seven in the morning up and alight
Sugar loaf mountains pull into sight
Feeling of home of excitement and glee
Twins are a missing Oh toilets you'll see
Down the N4 by Kilcock Dad had said
Mullengar for a draper shop selling sausages and bread
Past by the undertaker at the back of a dump
A chemist is busy selling petrol at pump
Down to the Granny and uncle who dwell
On a farm in the west with cattle and well
Black jack on bee stings and hay to a toss
Kittens and dogs and pine martens the lot
Father so proud doing well to a view
Mother delighted her brother just knew
Working for family his pride and his way
Both gave us good times as children we say
Categories:
sugar loaf, holidayfamily, family, mountains,
Form: Rhyme