Poetry

Wednesday 30 November 2022

Translating Rap 1

 Bust a cap in sb's ass = shoot someone in the bottom

Arapaho = used to be a native American tribe = now means a rapper's girlfriend 

Getting jiggy with it = getting sexually aroused by someone or really enjoying Irish dancing

See Will Smith for further details

Monday 28 November 2022

Pocahontas

 Well, the sweetness

In the water

When I taste your lips

And fleetness of the daughter 

Of the time we kissed

Who is the king who shall fall

And fold his arms

Like Napoleon down waterfalls

Losing all his charms

Biting at the bit

I hold her away from harms

But Geronimo keeps

falling in the forests

And breaking all the farms

Oh Pocahontas come and marry

me

Come with your pan pipes

And sing around my tree

Oh Pocahontas

Won't you come and marry me

And we'll be gone by the morning

Before the doves are set free

Isn't it time?

 Well we never were built to last forever

And it's a shame but it isn't a crime

To know that life lives light as a feather

And its name is "isn't it time?"

Isn't it time you start living in the present?

Isn't it time today, for tomorrow's too late

Isn't it time how life can be oh so pleasant

When you let today be and close sorrow's gate


Oh the birds fly with the wisps in the willow

And the birds speak in whispers and rhyme

And I heard sweet love was left on your pillow

So now let's make ends meet it's around about time 


I walk down the same streets of a wintertime's grime

Eat the same meat, feel the crisp winds billow

through swaying leaves of Birch and Scot's pine

I shed the same tears that I shed last year dear

For the same love that I missed in my prime

Well isn't it time?

I asked isn't it time? That we just live in the present

And let tomorrow go up it's own mountain climb

Oh, well isn't it time?

Friday 25 November 2022

Fish lines

 Fish from the river

I don't live so much

Fish fall in love

Fish love

Catch me in my fish net stockings

Well stocked

With fish stocks

They rise and they fall on the tide

Of becoming

And I am not someone who has lied


Fish talk

Fish don't talk, they swim up stream

And I scream at them

Watch out for the middle ground

Where the fishermen prey

Watch out

So they stay in the shallows

In the shadows

Under the rainbow

Leaves

And tear at their heart strings

And pull out their guts

And gills

And cry

Washing in the backlash

Of many hooks

That dangle

I am fantangle

I am right angle

Cross haired

And Triangled

Hook line

And sinker

Because I was a deep thinker

And swam too far down

Returnings

 I only have a short time left

I've got to leave

right about now

Some time close to now

I am going

Got to go

The plane is on its way

The run way's black and the clouds are stacked

Upon heaven's highway

My bags are packed

And I'm ready to fly

So don't you make me stay

One day I'll be back

Unless I'm black

And I'm lost on the return journey

Thursday 24 November 2022

Growth Spurt

 If you see me

I've come up short

I have some short comings

I'm short changed in the height department

I had to visit a growth expert

Because I wasn't having a growth spurt

He said you measure up son

You're as broad as you're wide

The birth canal took you for a ride

The grave will open up

On the other side

The other side of what I asked

But he laughed

I might have cried

You mean to say the After life

why did nobody tell you , they all lied?

Yes I thought that

This was it

That I am not as I will quit

That birth and death and chiefly mischief

Were to be

my contentious brothers until I died

No, no said he you have more to go

A whole other world

At the end of the rain bow

From mind the gap,

To off the map

From here to there in

A bear skin suit

What ill-pursuit

No quite hirsuit

Your birthday suit

But whose celebrating?

Only the celebrants 

Only the stars

Wednesday 23 November 2022

Starling hunt

 Oooh, oooh, I'm on a starling hunt

looking for inspiration in the skies

I'm starling gazing, quite amazing

Look at the way the big flock flies

Murmuring like a galaxy,

(Andromeda is speaking to me)

Swirling like a Milky way

Shooting like a meteor, a shooting star

Falling in the field of my vision


I'm stargazing on the levels,

Wet with binoculars and telescopes, the other

Astronomers like me

have come to pinpoint constellations

work out how the universe is revolving

by looking at starling symmetry

,symbols and syncopation, the beating heart

of the nebulae, starburst quite

amazing


erupting white dwarf

Red giant blooming like a pillow

Star birth above the willow

Firework explosion of a thousand dancing

suns

And my eyes are crossed, my stars are

crossed

As lovers holding hands

tessellated above the level lands