I’m Leaving (Summer poem #4)

It saddens me to say it

but it’s true I’m leaving,

actually that’s a lie

I’m kind of excited;

to be honest

I was getting homesick,

O.k that’s a lie,

but it needed to end

to be a beautiful memory.

The plane journey was fine

and I enjoyed everywhere I dined.

I got to see the family,

July 4^th caught me and some fireworks red-handed

trying to abuse the hell out of Miami.

I got to stop by a university,

saw the steps, strolls and salutes

of a few frats and sororities,

even learnt something myself

now that was a beauty,

heard some new music,

saw some cultural dances,

experienced their nightlife

no beaches this time -

sad really.

Met a few new people,

the banters were unbelievable,

shout out to them for being hospitable.

I helped out a charity,

took part in a few events

then left happy;

got some cool gear

so to everyone, CHEERS!

I took some photos

with a few local attractions,

you might get to see some

with a few fancy captions,

took part in a fake video party -

for promotional purposes obviously.

I was inspired

by a lot of things – definitely,

that’s the reason these words

made it to your eyelids,

I had a blast, I admit it,

but we all know that was just one stop

on this incredible journey.

I came, breathe everything in

then exhaled a new person,

so if you hear something new,

something fresh,

feel happy, feel bless,

I got a new genius I want

to bless your soul with,

so stay tuned for the new posts that’ll be coming,

you never know they might be life-changing.

How about possibilities (Summer poem #3)

I need to work on my time management skills because this poem is long overdue but I feel like it's the best poem I've written so far - I hope you folks enjoy it!!! 

A season like this bring changes,

enjoyment,

more anticipation than you can imagine

for someone like me

so I take advantage:

might go canoeing or hit a late night pool party,

invite a few friends over

to storm my dad’s cellar and pantry,

may rent out a gym or stadium even

or I might take it easy

watch a fantasy or write some poetry,

either way anything is possible really.

How about a holiday?

You wanna come with me?

We could hit the Caribbean, Asia or Paris,

try out some of their fine dishes.

We could stop in Rome, go see the Colosseum,

one or two galleries and the Pantheon.

We could touch down in Spain,

watch the amazement that surrounds

the lights illuminating the magic fountain.

Switzerland, Russia, Italy, Turkey, Ukraine…

How about the UK?

Scotland? Wales?

Ireland – Fermanagh sounds great.

We could hijack a plane

take pleasure in terrorizing hostages –

nah, that one you can go ahead, do without me.

No seriously, this is the time for greatness,

let’s do something life-changing,

something epic,

something that will leave history’s jaws dropping;

I suggest we go get Jackie,

try to travel around the world in 79 days,

stop by the shoot of Rush Hour three

to tell Chris to do a dumb pose – Cheese!

Why your eyes wide?

Why you laughing?

I ain’t even gotten started.

Road trip - 50 states sound interesting,

we gotta stop somewhere that has a subway,

get some cookies

my sister loves those little things.

Aah, let’s invent something

or maybe we can go back in history,

ask Cleopatra where she hid her Jewelry

then return and eBay it!

Then go on a quest for a few more relics.

We could become members of a royal family

better yet abolish slavery completely,

bear witness to MLK’s speech

or Mary Anning’s legendary discovery,

we could film what really led to their extinction

now wouldn’t that be a remarkable revelation.

Could see if mutants really existed

and witness how sweet their powers really tasted,

ride on the back of a dragon

or see how the world really began,

live like a caveman

or watch something a witch concoct,

then copy it perhaps.

Go to Greece and witness the first Olympics

or just fight alongside Hercules.

We could observe the bravery of bestiarii

then make up for it

by returning to the BCE era

meditate with Buddha,

or help out with some freedom movements

by assisting a few legends,

Mrs. Tubman, Lincoln, Moses and Gandhi,

take Newton’s ear and whisper gravity,

take part in one of Shakespeare’s famous scenes,

before returning to create our modern rifacimento

or join Miss Lisa to be a masterpiece of The Great Leonardo.

We could drug Moore,

slip under his gear

and drop that touchdown he made in the 60’s,

sneak in the locker room

and steal Johnny U’s jersey. 

Wouldn’t it be great if I pull that stunt on Armstrong,

then I’ll be the first man on the moon,

now that’ll be cool.

What if I did the same to Amelia Earhart?

They’ll never know  a man had anything to do with it,

it will be our little secret.

We could hang with Irwin in his prime

just to tease a few crocodiles.

We could commit lese majeste,

let's think who could be so lucky-

Got it!

Let’s run up on Hitler

and shave his moustache,

put it in a bag then amuse a crowd

by nailing it in a larch.

How about freezing time to get a glimpse of Miss Monroe’s bits,

now that’s just violating

forgive my nasty  mentality,

back to the 21^st century

which reminds me, look who is in the white house,

if you believe possibilities aren't endless

get your brain cells out that bigoted shell.

So, how about it?

You wanna hit the waves out in Cali,

climb Mount Everest

or pester those faces

popping out of Mount Rushmore,

what’s a trip without a few detours.

How about India?

I can see us outside the Taj Mahal.

China? I can hear the wall’s call.

Air ballooning, bungee jumping,

mountain climbing,

Bays of Fires -

you feel like hiking?

We could go skiing

or bike riding

look out at Lake Tahoe

as we kill that Rim trail

then set sail

to a remote place.

We could do a lot more;

You wanna visit the future

return with a cure

for AIDS, cancer, diabetes

or poliomyelitis.

You feel like being imaginative?

Don’t act so tentative,

we could go see if robots will be destructive

or if Aliens would invade our planet,

or whether humanity has any other reasons to worry,

then return with a time machine

to satisfy the voracious appetite

of these scientists.

So, how about it?

Hey you still got time

you decide,

we could just get off Earth

and go chill on the rings of Saturn;

we got seven continents

and god knows how many other planets

waiting.

I’ll be here packing,

let me know if you coming.

Sky stop! Choose already (Summer poem #2)

I wonder if you witness our monstrous actions sometimes

and if in your own way you’re just trying to say not this time.

When you became enraged

and told the clouds to let us have it,

was that a warning

or were you just suffering from mood swings?

I don’t get it

sometimes you’re calm

next minute here comes your palms

covering us in anguish,

experiencing distress,

looking like a proud promoter for unkemptness.

Are you finish?

I can’t distinguish

whether you’re

here to help

or leave us imitating stupid.

Sometimes, I think it’s a nice summer day

it will definitely stay sunny,

next minute here comes heavy rain and high winds.

Do you find it funny?

You lost me – tell me!

What’s your objective?

I use to think that you were the home of angels,

but I soar through you and there’s nothing more cold

and fearful than being in your presence.

You planning on ever just settling down

and just being happy,

or are we constantly going to play victim

to your curse of unpredictability?

Sky listen, choose already

because it’s summer and I told fun I’m ready. 

Summer is that you??? (Summer poem #1)

The summer has been quite an experience and so I haven't had the opportunity to post much but since it is coming to an end, I thought now would be the perfect time to feed you folks a few summer poems - I hope you enjoy them all, here's the first one!

I would ask if that’s you Summer but I got the message.

You declared war when your troublesome flowers rose up

and invaded my line of vision,

when Mr. Sun forced me to run for protection,

constantly attacking my fridge

parched as hell,

had me endlessly seeking shade

just to escape his wicked spell,

you can tell him

he was a great delegate -

I got the message!

                                        

You’re horrible you know that?

I beg you every year to stay away

but either you’re just being devious

or you’ve gone deaf.

I told you last year

if you paid me a visit this year

then my allergies would as well,

but you came nonetheless.

This morning, I saw Mrs. Pollen

teaching her 100 daughters

to dance elegantly across my path,

laughing as though she was extremely proud

they’d left me distraught.

I just spoke to the concrete

even it’s gotten sick of your heat.

I know you’re not on good terms with Mr. Breeze

but tell him to get off his seat

and join you immediately

because this is just crazy.

I love the opportunity to see some new fashion

and visit some of your seasonal attractions,

but I’ll settle with whatever the TV has to offer.

And I’m grateful for the opportunity to hit the beach

but enough is enough,

I’ll consult my bathtub

for a luxury as such.

The noise from your fellow supporters,

enjoying the parks, their gardens - my street,  

is getting annoying,

I’ve heard enough talking.

I don’t care about your wonderful effects

every year they return and I’m still not impress,

you need to go, I tried telling you nicely

please don’t let me have to shout,

and ice cream prices has risen,

what’s that about?

I must admit though

you’re more exciting than your other siblings;

O.k maybe not Spring

she’s more sympathetic

and she actually listens,

maybe if you did Autumn wouldn’t choose to invade your parade.

The news said this is the hottest you’ve been in a decade,

you need to stop showing off,

there’s only so much blame global warming is willing to take

before it retaliates

and we all get a taste of its rage,

so Summer, go away,

just be nice and kindly walk away.

No, I’m kidding you can stay,

just go easy on us all, O.K?