Palmyra: A Poem

Palmyra: A Poem


Once known as the Pearl of the Desert
it has now become a pearl of great price
and that price is blood.


Its name Palmyra means City of Palms
after those lovely beautiful trees that provide food, sustenance and shade to humanity
now palms covered in blood
raise their fists in fury
fists carrying 5 Fingers of Death.


Palmyra was an oasis 130 miles north-east of Damascus
now no longer an oasis of life
but a citadel of death.


The sands of the desert turn red with blood
and the blue of the sky
retreats to the darkness of night
The greenery that once was Palmyra
overshadowed by the blackness of hate.


-A poem written by Christopher
 Monday August 24th 2015.

A Castle Forlorn: A Poem

A Castle Forlorn


A castle forlorn
built as a tower of strength
long ago
it has fallen
to the ravages of time
that mysterious force
that sees all men's bodies
eventually crumble to dust
and all of their monuments succumb to ruin.


This place served as a banqueting hall for kings, queens, princes and princesses
It is now covered with moss
serving as a mattress of sleep
for this form of vegetation.
Once mighty knights stood in its towers so high
now squirrels play on its pillars fallen so low.


This place served as inspiration for great ballads and epic poems
Now only the song of the nightingale sings its praises
and only the cry of the eagle heaps its scorn.


If these stones could talk
what tales they'd tell
But the stones are silent
as silent as the graves
of their lords and ladies
from long ago.


-A poem written
by Christopher
Sunday August 23rd 
2015.

Fantasies and Reality TV Shows

There's no greater television fantasy than a reality TV show.

Haiku About Severus Snape

Haiku About Severus Snape


He's Severus Snape
misunderstood thought evil
but hero in end

Haiku About The Chameleon

Haiku About The Chameleon


He can change his shape
in nature or politics
latter is the worse

Haiku About Raymond Red Reddington

Haiku About Raymond Red Reddington


Ray "Red" Reddington
outwits enemies with flair
better Red than dead

Haiku About The Otter In Water

Haiku About The Otter In Water

Otter in water
with a beer drinking problem
cause thinking problem

Jekyll and Hyde: Shadows Come To Light - A Haiku

Jekyll and Hyde: Shadows Come To Light - A Haiku


Henry hides dark self
When Edward comes out to play
Then there's Hell to pay

Tiger and Ambos: A Day In The Woods

Tiger and Ambos: A Day In The Woods


Tiger was an orange ginger coloured tabby cat
not the animal that dentists would use for a mat
Ambos was a black Labrador
who eats steak at the table
and not on the floor.


Tiger suggested a walk in the woods
like folks did in days that were Robin Hood's
Ambos looked at Tiger rather oddly
And looking at the table
seeing no blessed steak that tasted so godly
decided to join his companion for a walk
And as they walked, neither one did talk.


Tiger contemplated the world as he walked
Ambos noticed a bird so he stopped and gawked
Tiger carried with him a volume of Marcus Aurelius' Meditations
while Ambos occasionally stopped to sniff the ground and sniff the vegetations.

In his other paw, Tiger carried a small laptop
Back at the cottage, Sherrie said, "I can't find my laptop! Oh sop!"


They stopped in a meadow and Tiger sat down to blog
Ambos tried to drink the last of the morning fog
Tiger suddenly noticed a marker on the ground
so on his feline legs he did bound
And went over to look at the marker
while Ambos settled for being a barker
But this was no circus
but there was a clown
As Tiger studied the sign with a frown.


Here, the marker read, lies Yorick, Chief Clown To Hamlet Prince of Denmark
While in the forest could be heard the singing of a lark.
Shouted Tiger with glee
as Ambos lifted his leg on a tree,
There really are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy, Ambos.
The black Lab had no idea what his furry feline friend was talking about as he sat and licked his toes.


Suddenly a bone came out of the ground
a piece of Yorick minus the sound
Ambos noticed the bone
and leapt like yuppy to iPhone
He swallowed the bone amidst much crunching
causing Tiger to lose his tuna fish lunching


Ambos, what have you done, Tiger cried,
Had Hamlet seen the spectacle, he'd have surely died.
You've eaten the bone of a great Danish clown!
Indeed he had! And Ambos told puns all the way to town.


For Ambos had eaten the clown's funny bone
And for the rest of his life, he told puns that caused many to moan.


-A narrative poem
 about Sherrie's pets
 Tiger and Ambos
 written by Christopher
 Wednesday August 12th
 2015.


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Haiku For Nagasaki

Haiku For Nagasaki On The 70th Anniversary of Its Atomic Bombing


Death in modern age
comes as atomic postman
The postman rings twice

Haiku For Hiroshima

Haiku For Hiroshima On 70th Anniversary of Its Atomic Bombing


The Enola Gay
no message of happiness
hundreds thousands dead

Dulcinea Lucia's Dream of Caesar Augustus

Dulcinea Lucia's Dream of Caesar Augustus


To sleep, perchance to dream was Hamlet's wish
before Death was served to Denmark's Royal Family on a dish.
In London in the year 2015
63rd in the reign of the current Queen
The calendar of the year had now moved to the month of August
like Marlon Brando's moonlit tea house but I digress
And so on this hot steamy August night
as Bavarian steaks succumbed to dog bite
Dulcinea Lucia was finding it hard to sleep
She even failed at counting sheep
This lovely beautiful gypsy
alluring and sexy
who passed Pan Goatee's test for feminine artistry
tossed and turned like the waves of the sea
no such cooling relief in London's dry docks- a pity!


She finally got up and went to the shower
where her body inhaled the water like bee does pollen on a flower
She was now all wet
like a mermaid in the net
She did not bother to dry herself off
She fell on the bed, wet and nude, and said, "Mazel Tov."
The incubus of dreams mounted her like a descending dove
bringing her dreams and visions from muses above.


She dreamed of the statue called Augustus of Prima Porta
Was it a weird bizarre dream for one to have? Sorta.
The statue was found in 1863
in a classical villa in Italy
It was found at the Villa of Livia at Prima Porta near Rome
so some distance from Saint Peter's Dome
The villa belonged to Caesar Augustus' third wife Livia Drusilla
a woman who lived before the invention of the birth control pill-a
which would have helped her nymphomaniac stepdaughter some
whose adultery certainly would have topped that of a Kardashian bum.



The Augustus of Prima Porta is now found in the Vatican Museums
a place no longer frequented by Irish Liams
banned for drinking way too much pints of Guinness
when they should have been tending to curator business.



Dulcinea in her dream noticed the statue come to life
Back in her day, it would have frightened Livia his wife
for there were rumours that Livia had bumped her husband off
historians ask- was it poisoned figs that did him in or just a bad cough?


The statue walked off its pedestal
which shocked a visitor from Istanbul
Said Augustus- this is my month, it's August
and I see urbi et orbi have gone to rust
So I've decided to come back
and give imperial rule another crack.


The small Cupid at Augustus' feet
found Emperor's coming to life again rather neat
since both claimed descent from Venus
the goddess who aroused Paris' penis,
Cupid shouted after Augustus, hey big brother, wait for me!
And the dolphin, on which Cupid rode, swam away to the sea.


-A narrative poem
and vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Sunday August 2nd
2015.


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