Peacock
Regal in blue green feathers
Spread like a giant royal fan
He swoons a peahen lady lover
And hopes to win her if he can.
As he proudly struts about
He tries to catch attention
No other suitor so devout
Would court in such a fashion.
The peacock is magnificent
A feathered work of art
A lovely entertainment
His courtship does impart!
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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A Peacock
a peacock meets a peahen
on a grassy garden
'what the hell' says the peahen
to the peacock
the peacock asks
'why the hell? '
and the peahen
snobs the peacock
and says
'yours is just a peasize! '
and the peahen leaves
the peacock for good
and they know
they cannot live
happily ever after
for sure
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What Would You Do Then
If I were a peacock
And you a peahen
I’d be strutting proudly
What would you do then
poem by Edwin Tanguma
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A Dignity
as the peacock
struts its fan of feathers
like a rainbow
in the barnyard
the hen keeps its
own home
protecting its chicks
around its feathers
from the invasion of
the rat
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Crazy For Fashion
Birds do beautifully display
Their feathers in the skies
Lions proudly show off
Their brittle hairs in the jungles
Peacock flaunts her feathers
Around the courtyards
Snails are comfortable in their shells
Man, God's image is confused in himself.
Man is ashamed of Godly nature
Crazy outfits are designed
To display nookies and crannies
Skins are bleached to change colours
Tattoos are engraved to flaunt around
Hair colours are changed
Like the garment of masquerade
Man, never satisfy with nature
Man's insatiable craze
For fashion runs like oceans
He has a face-lift,
Do liposuction and implants,
Have a tummy tuck
And even brigthens his teeth
All in the name of fashion
Its just crazy fashion
Why this rat race?
Why tampering with natural beauty?
Is God no more perfect?
Are these really fashion?
No, they are destrucion
In the name of fashion
Its just fashion crazy
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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A Lovely Lass
Our lovely Sadie, is a lovely lady,
A lady shrewd, a lady who'd
Give a guy, the winking eye,
Then turn with a giggle, and give him a wiggle
Of her slinky hips, and those luscious lips
So ruby red, that make tingles spread
Up and down the spine, she's so pavonine.
But she's everyone's lover, as all will discover,
So sad, but true, but don't misconstrue,
She's, a lovely lass, and one with class,
One could always try, to catch her eye,
And ask for a date, she might reciprocate.
You could be her new bow, her Mr Righto,
So give it a chance, this could lead to romance.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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His Pasture And Her Searches
The tumult of the city,
The sounds of the drivers,
The noise of the children,
And the waves of the ocean!
He roams the hills for his pasture;
But, she searches every green thing for her lover! !
And the wings of the ostrich wave proudly around them,
But they cannot be compared with the pinions and the feathers of the stock.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Beauty, race bound
A peacock is so beautiful
A peahen is not so.
It is your version.
Ask peacocks about peahens?
Beauty is coloured by the sex
25.05.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Jacaranda
Purple majesty framed in the sky,
Like a magnificent painted cloud.
There is not one that can deny,
Your beauty as you stand so proud.
There is no tree that can compare,
And few there are that can keep in stride.
Your'e Helen of Troy, a beauty so rare,
Blushing purple, a most lovely bride.
Royal thou art, and I can attest,
Thine purple beauty is so unique.
Head and shoulders above the rest,
Only a fool would dare critique.
Thine beauty makes the birds entone,
While in thy shade, they do repose.
The most beautiful, harmonius, heartfelt songs,
Tiny feathered poets, reciting prose.
Like a dream lovers, violet eyes,
The purple bells beckon in the breeze.
All agree and no one denies,
Jacaranda's beauty, the eyes doth please.
In memory of a great lady, the one with the Jacaranda eyes, The one and only Queen of the silver screen, Ms. Elizabeth Taylor.
6/4/10 29 palms ca.
poem by Juan Olivarez
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That Lady
Who's that lady (who's that lady)
Beautiful lady (who's that lady)
Lovely lady (who's that lady)
Real fine lady (who's that lady)
Hear me calling out to you
'Cause that's all that I can do
Your eyes tell me to pursue
But you say "Look yeah, but don't touch, baby"
Nah, nah, nah don't touch
Who's that lady (who's that lady)
Sexy lady (who's that lady)
Beautiful lady (who's that lady)
Real fine lady (who's that lady)
I would dance upon a string
Any gift she'd want I'd bring
I would give her anything
If she would just do what I say
Come 'round my way, baby
Shine my way
Who's that lady (who's that lady)
Beautiful lady (who's that lady)
Lovely lady (who's that lady)
Real real fine lady (who's that lady)
I would love to take her home
But her heart is made of stone
Gotta keep on keepin' on
If I don't she'll do me wrong
Do me wrong, yeah
(Instrumental)
song performed by by Isley Brothers
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Who's That Lady
Who's that lady (who's that lady)
Beautiful lady (who's that lady)
Lovely lady (who's that lady)
Real fine lady (who's that lady)
Hear me callin' out to you
'Cause it's all that I can do
Your eyes tell me to pursue
But you say look yeah, but don't touch (but don't touch), baby
nah, nah, nah don't touch
Who's that lady (who's that lady)
Sexy lady (who's that lady)
Beautiful lady (who's that lady)
Real fine lady (who's that lady)
I would dance upon a string
Any gift she'd wanna bring
I would give her anything
If she would just do what I say (just do what I say)
Come 'round my way, baby
Shine my way
Who's that lady (who's that lady)
Beautiful lady (who's that lady)
Lovely lady (who's that lady)
Real fine lady (who's that lady)
I would love to take her home
But her heart is made of stone
I would keep on keepin' on
If I don't she'll do me wrong
Do me wrong, yeah
song performed by by Isley Brothers
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Neatness In Apparel
In your garb and outward clothing
A reservëd plainness use;
By their neatness more distinguished
Than the brightness of their hues.
All the colours in the rainbow
Serve to spread the peacock's train;
Half the lustre of his feathers
Would turn twenty coxcombs vain.
Yet the swan that swims in rivers,
Pleases the judicious sight;
Who, of brighter colours heedless,
Trusts alone to simple white.
Yet all other hues, comparëd
With his whiteness, show amiss;
And the peacock's coat of colours
Like a fool's coat looks by his.
poem by Charles Lamb
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Entertainment
Theres been another assassination
T.v. cameras moving in.
To shoot the bloodstains on the pavement
And get them on the news at ten.
Will he live or will he die, before we go on the air?
Yes, the networks are all there, in the name of
Entertainment.
Superstar psycho, from a killer to a hero,
An overnight sensation on the lips of all the nation
Is he mad or is he sane? it makes for good conversation
I call it suffering and pain, but they call it entertainment
Sex violence murder and rape. (entertainment entertainment)
Thats what you came for, thats what you pay for.
Entertainment, entertainment.
They call it entertainment
Inform us, educate us with your media machine
(call it entertainment)
Tell me what to dream
(call it entertainment)
You pay your money, what do you get?
Entertainment.
Real life for entertainment,
Cheapens my reality,
So that hollywood can make it into another b movie
The vultures get the rating and the people get the thrills
But the victims always pay, I guess they always will.
Sex violence murder and rape (entertainment entertainment)
Thats what you want, thats what they need,
Thats what you came for, thats what your paying for.
They call it entertainment (call it entertainment)
Inform us, educate us with your media machine,
(call it entertainment)
Tell me what to dream
(call it entertainment)
You pay your money, what do you get?
Entertainment, entertainment.
song performed by by Kinks
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Lady Run, Lady Hide
(myles goodwyn/jim clench)
Published by summerlea music, ltd. - bmi
Lovely lady, silent lady
Will tomorrow be the last day in your life
I cant free you, only plea you
On the last days of your life
Lady run, lady hide
Lady run, lady hide
Lonely lady, lovely lady
Do you know, do you know youve lost the fight
Cause well use you, and abuse you
On the last days of your life
Our tomorrow is now today
And our last chance to find a way
Youd think wed learn, youd think wed try
When tomorrow we all could die
Lady run, lady hide
Lady run, lady hide
Lady run, lady hide
Lady run, lady hide, lady hide
song performed by by April Wine
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When I Close My Eyes
Allowing the tinkling
Romance to dance
Ethereally into eternity
His
Fingers floating,
Caressing spells
Across those ancient ivories
With the inspiration of Chopin
My mood no longer
Entrenched in worldly
Black
And white
Realities
Only
Gentleness
T ickling my soul
Royal peacock feathers
Flirting
And
Charming
In fullest delight
Sipping
Champagne’s
Sweetest bouquet
Inebriating
Lover’s paired - hearts
A shower
Of purest
White
Rose petal’d
Messages
Ensue
The dancer’s
Embrace
Chased
Into magically
Mystical
Ecstasy …
(The Mountaintop Cabin
December 14,2006)
poem by Debora Short
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When I Close My Eyes...
Allowing the tinkling
Romance to dance
Ethereally into eternity
His
Fingers floating,
Caressing spells
Across those ancient ivories
With the inspiration of Chopin
My mood no longer
Entrenched in worldly
Black
And white
Realities
Only
Gentleness
T ickling my soul
Royal peacock feathers
Flirting
And
Charming
In fullest delight
Sipping
Champagne’s
Sweetest bouquet
Inebriating
Lover’s paired - hearts
A shower
Of purest
White
Rose petal’d
Messages
Ensue
The dancer’s
Embrace
Chased
Into magically
Mystical
Ecstasy …
(The Mountaintop Cabin
December 14,2006)
poem by Debora Short
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When I Close My Eyes~
Allowing the tinkling
Romance to dance
Ethereally into eternity
His
Fingers floating,
Caressing spells
Across those ancient ivories
With the inspiration of Chopin
My mood no longer
Entrenched in worldly
Black
And white
Realities
Only
Gentleness
T ickling my soul
Royal peacock feathers
Flirting
And
Charming
In fullest delight
Sipping
Champagne’s
Sweetest bouquet
Inebriating
Lover’s paired - hearts
A shower
Of purest
White
Rose petal’d
Messages
Ensue
The dancer’s
Embrace
Chased
Into magically
Mystical
Ecstasy …
(The Mountaintop Cabin
December 14,2006)
poem by Debora Short
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Nonchalant attracts
Among many at work,
She was par excellence,
Unconcerned of my presence.
It is her nonchalance
That caught my attention.
‘Why she seduced my attention
Is that she refused to court it.’
Whether she requited me or not
I can’t but flirt with her.
00.00.97
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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White Magnificence
Imagine one day, if you will,
In some far distant land,
You had to climb a giant hill
And on it there to stand...
Then all at once, you saw the beast,
As calm as he could be...
A regal lion to the east!
His royal majesty!
Exquisitely blessed by moonlight,
Within his robe and gown!
Adorned in pure albino white,
With snowflakes for his crown...
He needs no sword, he needs no shield,
He needs no sage advice...
With all that strength, he'll never yield!
His heart is cold as ice!
I'd watch my step, if I were you...
No sudden moves at all...
Yeah, right! I know what I would do!
I'd run and wouldn't stall...
I've only one life! He's got nine!
I'd soon be on my way!
At some things, I must draw the line!
Good evening and good day!
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'White Magnificence'.
More Stephen Gayford poems here:
denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com
poem by Denis Martindale
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Ah, Lady, Be Good! (alternate Take)
Listen to my tale of woe,
it's terribly sad but true,
All dressed up, no place to go
Each ev'ning I'm awf'ly blue.
I must win some handsome guy
Can't go on like this,
I could blossom out I know,
With somebody just like you. So...
Oh, sweet and lovely lady, be good
Oh, lady, be good to me
I am so awf'ly misunderstood
So lady, be good to me
Oh, please have some pity
I'm all alone in this big city
I tell you I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So lady be good to me.
Oh, please have some pity
I'm all alone in this big city
I tell you I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So lady be good to me.
Oh lady be good to me.
Published lyric furnished by a visitor.
Validated Transcribed by Todd Peach
Published Version:
Listen to my tale of woe, it's terribly sad but true,
All dressed up, no place to go
Each ev'ning I'm awf'ly blue.
I must win some winsome miss
Can't go on like this,
I could blossom out I know,
Which somebody just like you. So...
Oh sweet and lovely,
Lady be good,
Oh lady be good to me.
I am so awf'lly misunderstood,
So lady be good, to me.
Oh, please have some pity
I'm all alone in this big city.
I tell you I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So lady be good....to me.
Auburn and brunette and blonde:
I love 'em all, tall or small
But somehow they dont' grow fond;
They stagger but never fall.
Winte'rs gone, and now it's spring!
Love! where is thy sting?
If somebody won't respond,
I'm going to end it all.
So.....
Oh sweet and lovely lady, be good.
Oh lady, be
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Kingdom Over the Mountain
Courts are many in the kingdom over the mountain,
Where kings have stammered over their speeches,
Where the royal palaces must conserve their strength
To fight us in the lands of many, the land of plenty.
Offered a ghostly help by his subjects,
The king is expecting melodies to surprise his court,
His is the evolution to tame a monster and a country,
Too many troops have died in the end for this country.
Always some of us stage rebellion in trampling fashion,
In work of worst strategy, and fame at last.
Then a king and a queen have departed to the hereafter,
To the land of Paradise, the bouncy one.
Plenty of people gather in strong heaps,
To cling is the best strange action
So then we learn of these royal families
To cling on the hammer of their judgement.
poem by Naveed Akram
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