Writing Poetry Is A Cosmic Trip (Italian Sonnet)
Writing Poetry Is A Cosmic Trip (Italian Sonnet)
Writing poetry is a cosmic trip
There are infinite possibilities
Its like sailing a ship upon the seas
You never know what will roll off your lip
There are times you have to shoot from the hip
It's easy to write about birds and bees
Its hard when you write about ticks and fleas
People want to read what's modern and hip
Most cultures change as time goes rolling by
The arts are constantly evolving too
The artist must always be flexible
He must be like the fox cunning and sly
A poet is a master of word cull
He should not think can I he must just do
Edwin Tanguma (10/06/2011)
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What's My Reason For Picking Up A Pen (Italian Sonnet)
What's My Reason For Picking Up A Pen (Italian Sonnet)
What's my reason for picking up a pen
If all has been written throughout all time
There are only so many words that rhyme
Repeating the same themes over again
Much has been written of the life of men
Many of them ring out with the same chime
For they speak of mountains and mankind's climb
And the struggles to overcome our sin
The universe is a marvelous place
Filled with galaxies and more galaxies
There's many wonders in what we call space
I wonder if man will possess their keys
Will aliens accept the human race
Or will they see us as chaff in the breeze
Edwin Tanguma (10/05/2011)
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Loopholes (Free Verse)
Arizona citizens known as we the people
Did not want to pass the current laws in
Question…The legislative branch of government
Are thus known as individuals and have no
Right to create laws that the People are against…
Furthermore…The laws enacted are in violation
Of the Welfare clause of the Preamble in which
Is known as The People…In which agricultural
Crops and other jobs that depend on emigrants
For the welfare of The People who depend on
Said emigrants as essential to the welfare and
Pursuit of Happiness of The People… Thus any
state whom is not in accord with The People are
in violation of stated Clauses of The Preamble…
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Letter To Heather
I am writing you these letters
to let you know that I miss you
I think of you all of the time
And I wonder how you're doing
Have you been thinking about me
As much as I have been of you
Or have you found a lover
In the time I've been away
If so I can understand
Why you have forgotten me
I have not forgotten you
Nor do I think that I could
I've written you love letters
And one day I'll mail them too
I hope that day arrives soon
Because I really miss you
I'll try to write more later
But for now I have to go
Just remember I love you
As much today as ever
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To Do Or Not To Do
To do or not to do
I have been having
Some strange thoughts
The past couple of days
Thanks to an incident
With a credit card
And my checking account
I am almost tempted
To go for broke
And say the hell with it all
Bankruptcy could not be all that bad
Could it
I was thinking I could move to Mexico
For a few years
And pay a couple hundred toward rent
And a Mexican shrink
And have plenty left over
For senoritas and beer…LOL
Wouldn’t that be the life
I wonder what that might be like
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My Esmeralda
My Esmeralda
I drew a line in the sand
And I hoped that you’d cross
But if you didn’t
There would be a cost
I didn’t mention
Nor did I say
What it might be
Yet to me
The bar was set high
And it might cause me
Great suffering
For in my heart
I held hope
And I prayed
That you would emerge
From the shadows
To prove me wrong
That you’d prove me sane
By showing the world your true name
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Until Then My Love (Free Verse)
Until Then My Love (Free Verse)
I hope that we meet
In a not so distant life
Where you and I
Are husband and wife
One where we meet
In our youth
Where we grow up together
In which we are couth
We may only hope
We may even pray
That sooner or later
Will come that day
Until then my love
I just want you to know
I can only wish
That you were my beau
P.s. I tried to write this poem from a woman's view. I tried to place
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The Walls Of Your Castles Are Sure To Crumble And Fall
When one falls in love it can feel like walking on air
You feel you can overcome anything in your way
You feel that there’s nothing in life that can bring you down
Your depression and loneliness seem to disappear
The walls of your castles are sure to crumble and fall
The same walls you have built to keep your broken heart safe
From the possibility of feeling pain again
You will once again feel free to be happy in life
You no longer feel guilty deep within your freed soul
One feels that at last they have found true meaning in life
Finally mundane feelings become fewer between
They don’t matter they are trivial feelings for one
‘Tis real and you can feel it deep inside your core’s soul
Then you and your love will truly be known as a pair
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Women Are The Most Beautiful Creatures On This Earth
Women are the most beautiful creatures on this Earth
They are so beautiful from the moment of their birth
I believe that all women have a natural grace
Women drive men crazy by wearing leather and lace
Well maybe not all men go for that sort of a thing
Some men are driven nuts by a woman who can sing
Although that is another story all in itself
Some women like to wear fur and nice opulent things
They drive men nucking futs and say buy me a nice ring
They always call to talk and chitchat late in the night
But then again I once met one named Heather Albright
She could weave a mystery without a clue I say
By far she has the most beautiful golden hair spray
Feminine as any woman in touch with her self
P.s. Can this poem be considered a new form of sonnet?
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I Am The Apple Of My Father's Eye
I am the apple of my Father's eye
I hope that I will be until I die
I believe I am destined to be poor
‘Tis what I chose when he knocked on my door
After all he did give me my white rock
That's when he received me into his flock
The world will go on as its always done
I'll continue living knowing I've won
Someone holds my signet within their hands
Maybe they've marked many in many lands
Could this person be considered the beast
What will happen in this modern Zeitgeist
I'll no longer worry about my wife
After all she is living her own life
She is the master of her destiny
She'll continue to do what gives her glee
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