Thailand Poems - Poems about Thailand

apricot tea in Thailand breakfast fruit set up on balcony welcoming rain greeted us I felt grateful that I had come this gentle ambiance worth remembering...

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We were thrilled with the idea of sometime going to Thailand And seeing the Dragon Temple at the top of the pretty Asian land. Winding itself around the roof is a giant dragon with fire in his eyes. We can hardly imagine how terrorizing this is in morning’s sunrise....

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I am an old man a deep well an epoch marriage a raven haired beauty five above average kids Orion deckhand and cook teacher of the year Bible study leader jail preacher song worship leader NAU graduate --graduate school ASU graduate --undergraduate school life guard breakfast cook English tutor Archie Brokeshoulder's well puller grain elevator operator pizza chef dishwasher mental hospital patient prisoner welder all region linebacker wrestler pole vaulter 3 high schools 4 jr highs 2 elementary schools 8 states 2 dads 5...

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Sad Detritus It In Eight Sam Adams looked back at the lost loves Failed opportunities And monolithic blues That he concluded Was the sad detritus of his life. He sighed and went out To the Cosmos bar for another drink....

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Trumpeting sounds of elephants Pleasant rides, tricks, and children’s chants In a place called Thailandia The tourists come from Sandia They visit their uncles and aunts Ride the bulls, play, touch, watch them paint Unaware of treatment, restraint A few people saw the dark side The brutal industry must hide You are led into tours quite...

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‘Krasue’ A woman’s head with viscera hanging down from her neck. She paralyzes like ice-cold lightning. Where will you be tonight when the moon is shut? Woman hater, where will you be when the womb of your soul is shut tight? Krasue will chant these lines over your stunned body, her incubus entraps you. She will keep you pregnant until your male belly bursts. Then...

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They are not from Chiang Mai, they are a tribal people who speak a hill language. They ride through the night on bicycles to settle at dawn beside the Ping River. Girls' unroll rattan mats squat beside straw hats brimful with the tang of burgundy chilies They have vegetables grown in lime green waters, parched salty anchovies, and plump spearheads of opalescent fish - all these are bargained for, bundled...

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‘Krasue’ (A woman’s head with viscera hanging down from her neck. She paralyzes like ice-cold lightning). Where will you be tonight when the moon is shut? Woman hater, where will you be when the womb of your soul is shut tight? Krasue will chant these lines over your stunned body, her incubus birthed in you. She will keep you pregnant until your...

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Thai's - out of respect, may not look directly at you until they are sure you are riddled with the dead. There are village ghosts and mountain ghosts, river ghosts and jungle ghosts, some ghost haunt each other and form clouds in the eyes of children. The ghosts of Thailand tend to linger in this world for a while; for the roads to...

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Thailand endures rout Record-setting 13 goals- controversy brews...

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I once knew a Thai man Who had an affair And at the time he said He did not care Well it was not long Before his wife found out Now she didn't scream And nor did she shout She simply walked over To the kitchen drawer And pulled out a carving knife Need I say more! Very swiftly and at the double She cut of the thing That...

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HELL OF THAILAND two men beat their chests contest of very hot spice the hell of Thailand first man’s sweat pours out a linen napkin’s laughing vainglorious plight eyes of number two tears streaming grow big and sting vein-bulge vanity admiring friends cheer and jibe in kodachrome racing pulse of weak 4/12/2018...

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T-he haven of beauty with its brightest tree- flowers strewn in bloom, H-ailing as masterpiece in one’s heart overwhelmed in deep admiration; A-pril and May are chanting in triumphs claiming their grandest season, I-n kaleidoscopic colors arching a warmest welcome to every nation. L-et your tarried gaze saunters for a while, A-nd inhale the most scrumptious fragrance in squiggled...

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What is beauty? What is paradise? Is it in temperature? If so then I'm too hot here. Is it in visual sensation? Here the sea is vivid blue, and expands generously embracing wondrous unfathomable islands Of a million greens, The girls of every colour make my guts flutter and my eyes roll sighs through gritted teeth Exciting in vision, Is it in odour? It smells like...

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Beauty and splendor, the unoffender, scenic blue skies, masked a great disguise, of one's intimate demise....

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