This Art Work
The love of a muse,
The pen of an artist,
This ink work will teach many yet unborn.
This art is from a realm to guide you,
This art work is like a mustard seed aroun you;
It is original!
It comes from a realm unknown;
It will inspire you.
This art is real to abstract your minds,
The innovative nature of my mind to you all;
It is the act of my dreams beyond imaginations!
This art will teach many,
It will inspire you all that love the muse.
This art work,
It is like a mustard seed;
It will grow to give you joy!
It is like the muse next door,
It will touch and influence you;
This art work ia sll that i have as an artist
This art work is never known,
It is called, 'Pen-Painting Graphics Abstracts'.
This art will teach many,
My innerself from the realm of imaginations!
This art will teach you;
But, the artist is never known.
This art is from a realm to guide you into my heart,
This art is from a realm to bring you into my world,
This is the love of a sweet muse to you all;
This art is from the pen of an artist who,
Is yet to be known.
This art is here to stay,
This art is all that i have for you all;
Cos', he who proves his skills proves his realms.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Bring Your Tender love To Me
Time goes on and my mind goes up,
But the muse of love is what i do bring closer to you;
And it is like the experiences of my mind to teach many.
The human nature,
Of the human love attached to bring you closer;
And like your tender love behind the coconut tree.
Many are to learn from my poetry and,
Like the expressions of my mind from a realm;
For it is all about love and peace on this earth.
This is all about love and life,
This is all about love and peace,
This is all about love and care,
This is all about love and joy,
For we have to express ourselves at all times;
So do bring your tender love to me my sweet one.
This love of a muse is about you,
This place of a care is about you,
This heart of a peaceful mind is about you,
And this special love goes to you always;
For it is like the thousand days gone by in the cold of love.
Where are your arms to keep me warm?
For i do think only about your tender love all day long;
And like the true love that will wake me up during the summer.
Your tender love is all that i need so,
Bring up your love to me that it may muse with the golden tree!
For my mind is on you always that,
I will be there always to love you with the kisses from a realm.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Wednesday,7th March 2012
Wednesday,7th March 2012!
A new artist was born;
With the muse of love to touch the hearts of many! !
For, what they saw was like the muse of light;
Yes, the pleasant light of 'Pen-Painting-Graphics-Abstracts'!
For, this new artist exhibited his works to them.
In a grand style,
In a grand move,
In a lovely way;
And like the sweet muse of life in a lovely land,
For the hearts of many were enlightened!
And, the smiles on their faces interpreted the message;
However, this new artist was, 'Edward Kofi Louis'.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Courtney Pine
Listen to me now,
For there is a sound of music flowing in the air;
Listen to me now,
For the melody of a realm is about to touch you and teach you;
And, to 'Courtney Pine' i do pay my respect.
Listen to me now,
For the message will infuse your brains with Jazz! !
And, to 'Courtney Pine' i do give my respect;
However, it is very important to listen to the words of our elders.
The Jazz music of 'Courtney Pine',
it is very important to learn from him as well;
So, listen to the sweet music of Jazz that he plays!
For the melody of this realm is about to touch you and teach you.
to the muse of music,
From the lessons he learnt from 'Mac Tontoh';
And to swing up with his mind so sweet! !
From the Jazz world of love and to the Jazz world of peace,
But, you've got to be somebody for someone on this earth.
Hope is a beautiful mind in your heart's desires,
But you are of the courteous order of the realms!
And, you are unifying us with your Jazz Music;
For, you're paired in nature's endeavours.
'Courtney Pine',
Nurturing everybody with the 'Order of the British Empire' (O.B.E.) !
But, you are placed in nature's endeavours to educate the youth;
And like the muse of your love when you paid Ghana a visit.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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This Poem
The love of a muse like Orange Street,
The pen of a writer like Banana Street,
This poem will teach many yet unborn.
From Marcus Garvey to Haile Selassie,
From Haile Selassie to Bob Marley,
From Bob Marley to all;
This poem is from a realm to guide many.
No bones for the dogs,
No fish for the cats,
Like the life in Guantanamo Bay!
Honey for my child,
Chocolates for your children,
Molasses for us all to learn from eachother.
This poem is like the White City Stadium,
This poem is like the Montego Bay,
This poem is like St. William Grant Park,
This poem is like the life in Downtown Kingston,
This poem is like James Bond Beach,
This poem is like one walking through Trench Town,
This poem is the Mustard Seed that grows around you,
This poem is to all mankind,
This poem will teach many yet unborn;
For, life is all about us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Cycles Of Man
One's birth,
One's orbit,
Of the cycles of man to teach many;
I have orbited within myself seven times.
Of one's birth,
Of one's orbit,
Seven times seven equals to fortynine but,
I did that within fortyfive years.
The cycles of man,
Of one's orbit;
The cycles of man,
Of one's birth;
To you who reads, learn from this muse.
We are orbiting within ourselves and,
We are all moving round and round;
This is the higher dimentional levels of man with,
This muse to teach many.
To the one who thinks,
To the one who reads,
Never understood by man but many will know it;
Like the heat that melts the ice.
Mine life had not been very easy at all,
My mind had not got a rest at all,
But i am four years ahead of man;
My Philosophy,
My Realm,
To be born on Friday the 13th! !
I am man full of imaginations to reach you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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4: 44 A.m.!
4: 44 A.M.!
Being in the land of your muse with the care of my mind;
There, i met your love.
Work and act,
Work and love,
Work and peace,
Work and unity,
Work and care,
But, rising up early in the morning to face my work!
For, i met your love in the land of your muse.
4: 44 A.M.!
Working it out together with you;
And like the muse of the joy around us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Cup-Shower
In this life,
There is always a teacher to teach yxou if you want to learn;
But, you need a 'Cup-Shower' and a candlelight to clean up your mind.
In this life,
There is always a teacher to teach you if only if you are ready to learn;
For, it takes a step forward to reach out to the heart of someone!
And, my mind is waiting for you.
The food prepared in the morning is about to be eaten,
And there is always a student when, a teacher is ready to teach;
So, be abased to my sweet muse when you are touched!
For, my sweet love is zooming around you.
Accomplishments,
With the calmness of a muse so sweet that touches you!
For, there is always a teacher if you want to learn;
But, to win a continental laurel means a lot,
However, the truth of life is always around you! !
And, you don't need these forbidding mountains to teach you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Five realms
a realm where
existence is mere eyes
year after year only sights
in sky of no man's land
a realm where
existence is only ears
year after year only sounds,
stone shrouded, loud and dark
a realm where
existence is only taste
year after year a sea
leaping into a crevice of tongues
sharp, bloodred and flipping like snake's
a realm where
existence is only touch
year after year of a roaring
wind passing through haunting plains
a realm where
existence is mere smell
year after year of fragrance
wafting, through a million
fibriletting nostrils of blooms
contented until
the realm of desire
strikes that results in all five
carvorting to each other
for a taste of a wider world
where each would merge
with the other to party on mother earth
with God, devils, angels
the only realm where
all other realms converge
till they are recalled home
to the five separate self contained
realms see, hear, taste, touch, and
smell in a world of enlightenment
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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In This Tacit Realm of Crimson Sky
In this tacit realm of crimson sky
where the winds inebriate with
a cloyed saturnalia adrift your breaths
I wallowed, wearing my shoes like
a silent stone skipping a pond
and every step, and every ripple
I shatter unbeknownst of the things
that abjures my puppet strings
in this tacit realm of crimson sky
In this tacit realm of crimson sky
the winter would remain sly
tethered to its autumn boudoir
so I muse upon the field of stones
and graves of flightless flesh
amongst its stellar descries
and whilst you blossom without me
I gorge myself in the saccharine cries
in this tacit real of crimson sky
In this tacit realm of crimson sky
I nurtured my brittle spine
and waxed my shy lacquer
rooted in the epistemological reasons
of the irrational aberrations of the heart
and now the vermillion palette devours
the vertical line raising you horizons -
what had become to my home
in this tacit realm of crimson sky?
poem by Norman Santos
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This Is My Name
This is my name,
'Colours'! !
As we sit around this table with love;
Because i need life and you are here with me.
The colours are you and i and we do see them around,
And this is the name of love!
For you are so beautiful to swing with me in the world.
Of the love to share with you and of the muse that tolls,
Because you are all that i need to expose my name;
And of the colours from a realm so sweet.
The muse of your love is what i share,
But you need colours on this love;
And like the colours all around us,
For that is all about my name so sweet for you to touch.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Student Teacher
I'm a student teacher
I love all my kids
Did'nt want to be a preacher
Like my daddy did
I go to work every day
Here at Jefferson school
I love it when we work and play
Man this place is cool
We teach whats wrong, we teach whats right
We teach the golden rule
We teach them songs and not to fight
At least not here at school
I am a student teacher
And yes I'm here to stay
I am the special feature
Of the teachings here today
poem by Kevin Seales
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Dreamontology
'Dreamontology', dream, on, to, log, logy, read, dear, red, ear, are, era, ton, no, not!
But let your dreams come true by working towards them;
Because i am still waiting for you to satisfy you with my love! !
'Dreamontology', god, dog, ream, realm, mare, lame, tame, game, rag, root, mate;
And like the muse of your love on this side of the river!
But let your dreams come true.
'Dreamontology', mote, met, ant, mat, mart, team, get, gel, ale, lead, deal, meat, man;
And like the joy of your dreams in the land of the living!
But work towards your dreams always to fulfil your goals.
'Dreamontology', gale, loom, moon, room, groom, near, go, do, an, am, me, gear, tear;
And like themuse of your love so exposed to others!
But try to learn for the better in this life;
Because you need to fulfil your dreams! !
'Dreamontology', net, ten, door, den, ram, mean, meant, goat, at, year, ray, made, moon;
And like the teachings around you to direct your muse!
But try to choose the right things always in life;
For your dreams are what makes you who you are on this earth! !
'Dreamontology', dam, mad, no, ate, tea, men, eat, led, get, glory, earn, dean, ran;
But who the cap fits must always wear it on this earth! !
Because you need to fulfil your dreams to be who you are always,
For love is the key about life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Two sentient beings
poetry in progress
two sentient beings at the
edge of the other realm
in chirpy vocals sang their
hearts over the affairs
of the humankind
one of them crossly
opined: isnt it a cursed realm?
blood stains every inch
of the way and half the
creations has extinct
most stuffed into the
stomach which could
be big as the universe itself
desire big as the heart
and they say there are only
three dimensions when there
are as many as as the mind
has swum into being
and the brains can you
imagine they can work
computers but on their own
cannot tabulate up to seven
digits in three seconds
without falling heads
over heals
some of them practically walk
into their deaths
i helped some, by zooming
onto their intuition about
impending risks, some
got it, some didnt
i even sent dreams
just now i just sent a wave
into someone that he
would be very rich in the
near future and he did
show some response
I flew away anyway
would you love to be there
living with them anyway?
oh dear, you mean like
Buddha who taught them
a thing or two about the hereafter
noway, it is a realm where rats go to
for me, i would love to be just
flying in this, and whenever possible
give out a light or two to
deserving souls i might bump
into right below
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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I Am God's Work Of Art
I am God's work of art
He crafted
My inmost being
And my heart
I am God's work of art
Sins may soil me
Events may try to abrade me
But God continues to work on me
I am God's work of art
More precious than the work
Of any artist
More intricate than any sculpted piece
I am God's work of art
My nerves and blood
My emotion, and imagination
Only God can create such masterpiece.
poem by Champs Ulysses Cabinatan
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Valentina
Valentina, tin, tan, van, live, ale, vat, neat, Venn, Tina, Lena, eat!
And like the words of your sweet love,
But enter into the world so sweet with your lovely muse to teach me;
For, you are all that the muse of love brought to me this morning.
Valentina, vial, tail, vine, veil, tine, line, vale, tale, vent, nine, lava;
And like surfing the web!
But you can still keep in touch with your friends.
Valentina, lent, lean, let, tea, ate, Inn, net, ten, vet, ant, vile, Nina;
And like face-to-face conversation,
But do not let yourself to be conquered by evil.
The force of love and peace,
Read out those words that i penned to you and tell me your mind;
For you are rich in imagery and style! !
And i am impressed with the great skills of your muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Realmbrations
realmbrations -
every realm vibrates
to its own
i have yet to evolve
to view them all
okay, to view only
for if my physique vibrates
to the same rhythm
to even one other realm
it would cause crashes
realmnilation
the mockingbird
when it sucks paradise
from the blooms,
you see two realms
one clouded by the vibrations of its wings
but if you could go fast enough
you could jump
between its up and down
the realms survive
at the edge of each other
the dead acquires another vibration,
goes to live with their like
if we fail to evolve
to see these realms
we could invent something
realmseescope
to detect all the realms between us,
tuning to them
the way we manoevre the
volume of radios
or may be invent a secret weapon
to get them to vibrate to a similar rhythm
and cause a realmnilation
or may be not, for every realm
might be installed with an auto protect system
each realm acquires another rhythm
once it detects danger looming
the way moths and frogs change colours
to keep to their own realm
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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If it is the mark of the artist to love art before everything, to renounce everything for its sake, to think all the sweet human things of life well lost if only he may attain something, do some good, great work - then I was never an artist.
quote by Ellen Terry
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Realm of God
light is a realm
that helps us see
another realm
the body is a realm
that helps the soul
see another realm
take away light
take away body
what remains is
the realm of God
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Mind Of A Poet
If horses could fly,
I could have been the first person in heaven;
But, here i am today as a bard.
If roses could smile,
I could have love all the woman in the world;
But, here i am today as a teacher.
If donkeys could teach,
I could have been the first Professor on earth;
But, here i am today with my mind.
All that muses teaches the world,
All that is lively makes me glad;
This is the mind of a poet unknown.
I am sitting next to you and,
I am seeing what you do;
Like the love of poetry.
I am the eye to many,
I am the mind of many,
The love of a muse is what i bring to you;
This is the mind of a poet unknown.
The love of poetry,
The love of a muse;
The mind of a poet to the world so sweet!
If horses could fly,
I could have been the first person in heaven.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Like the Wings of Love
To gaze at me is like the wings of love,
And to learn from me is like the muse of peace;
For i am left alone in the garden of love,
And i need you to be around me.
I am well to look at and you are well to look at,
She is well to look at and he is well to look at;
But i have to teach you my duty when the morning comes,
For peace is the muse of my sweet love.
Old age has yet his or her honour and,
To gaze at me is like the wings of love;
But i am like the loneliest fish in the lonely sea,
And like the muse of your love which toils daily to succeed!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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