Friday, February 26, 2010

COCAINE #3

cocaine
police
rats

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Sunday, February 21, 2010

RUN IT #2

run it
or ruin it
from god to dog

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RUN IT

run it
or ruin it
time and twine

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COCAINE #2

cocaine
pain
death

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COCAINE

cocaine
airplane
death

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Saturday, February 20, 2010

POCAHONTAS

Pocahontas
white hunters
genocide

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STINKING SHIP #2

(for Winston 'Gypsy' Peters, the most 'spiritual' voice in calypso)

captain
the ship is stinking
throw cargo overboard

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STINKING SHIP

captain
the ship is stinking
walk on water

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SCALPEL #2

surgeon wielding scalpel
patient live to tell
relief

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SCALPEL

surgeon wielding scalpel
pain is hell
relief

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Friday, February 19, 2010

CAIMAN

caiman in the river
eyes that shine and glitter
the hunter hunted

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NO BIRD #2

woke up one morning
no bird whistling
the world in mourning

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FRIGATE (AN EPIGRAM)

the frigate is a pirate
and unlike the Head of State
is nothing but a bully bird

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REEF WALK

beaucoup environmental
walking on the coral
once there was a reef

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SCHOOL PAN

why should each school own a pan
after all it was made in Japan
and it can't even play a bhajan

Copyright ©2009 by G. Newton V. Chance

Thursday, February 18, 2010

NO BIRD

woke up one morning
no bird whistling
end of the world

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WOOD SLAVE

a wood slave walking
on the ceiling
world is upside down

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Tuesday, February 16, 2010

SNAKES

(And I will put enmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed; it shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his heel. Genesis 3:15)

my father told me
when you dream snake
watch out for enemy
and traitors
hidden lurking
among leaf litter
and dead tree head
under rock and rotting log
you don't want to look for them
'cause you might see them
coil-up sleeping
or glimpse them slithering
with their always open lidless eyes
swiftly away in fear and surprise
from your fear to safely
hide under the premise
that belligerent
will not pursue
or execute
preemptive strike
to their demise
or see them exposed sunning
to warm cold blood and body
or witness serpent shedding
scaled skin if you lucky
and you do not want to see them
but if you do not see them
you could step on tail or head
and get stung in self defence
so make sure you have a gun
or sharp cutlass in hand
and eyes open
in the jungle
but if they dare enter your house
to look for rodent rat or mouse
then you have the right
to beat to death
but I am still confused
Father never told us
some snakes are non venomous
and how to seal reveal or deal
with the poisonous
and the precious
camouflaged and concealed
openly in caduceus

Copyright ©2010 by G. Newton V. Chance

Friday, February 12, 2010

HOW COME CARICOM

(zombie - a will-less and speechless human in the West Indies...
Merriam-Webster Collegiate® Dictionary)

how come
Caricom
take so long
to come
when Haiti
on the ground
and under the ground

and how come
Caricom
was waiting
on Caricom
to know if to come
and when to come
with their crumb
and their gum

and how come
when Caricom
finally come
they couldn't land
'cause Uncle Sam
done come
with food and gun
to take control
above the ground
and on the ground
and underground

tell me how come
when the help come
it take so long
to reach some
on the ground
and under the ground

and how come
Comte Dracula
now come
and beseech
the rest of the leeches
to release their chokehold
on the neck of the victim
on the ground
and under the ground

how come
Caricom

Copyright ©2010 by G. Newton V. Chance

Monday, February 8, 2010

SHAKA LAKA


(for Winston 'Shadow' Bailey who used to plant peas for Shaka Laka)

cocorico cocorico
cocorico cocorico
morning a chachalaca
of synchronized ebullient
song flung and bounced from clan to clan
echoes across canopy
talking drums cross hill and gully
here in this piece of paradise
piercing this peaceful paradise

where serpents are macajuels
no mapepires or corals here
‘cept the brains among the reef rocks
but beware there are scorpions here
parrots too who believe
speaking other people’s language
the way to suck seed and achieve
make up your mind about this bird
am I pest or nation’s pride

cocorico cocorico
cocorico cocorico
will never tire of this tune
from morning noon to afternoon
proudly I stand proclaim and crow
defiant as mighty Shadow
saying go cook curry ochro
I declare never will I disappear
wont let you do me like you did the deer

hear this I am Shaka Laka
and this is Shaka Laka land

Copyright ©2010 by G. Newton V. Chance
My photo
George Newton Vivian Chance (Trinidad and Tobago) -- member of the Poet Society of Trinidad and Tobago, http://poetssocietytt.blogspot.com/ and the World Poets Society, http://world-poets.blogspot.com/ -- born in Tobago on 3rd March 1957. While residing at Rio Claro was inspired to write over a hundred poems at the turn of the Millennium. Hobbies include playing wind instruments, building computers, observing nature, reading and writing poetry. Believes that the power of a song is in its ability to evoke emotions by the marriage of lyric and music but that music without lyric can be just as powerful, that lyric without music can also be just as powerful, that there is music in the lyric and that lyric can be simple yet profound. Also, in this the age of computers, would like to model his lines after simple and efficient code and, analogous to Object Oriented Programming, achieve most of his imagery from nouns and verbs, avoiding the bloat and excess of unnecessary adjectives. This is what he aspires to attain in his poetry.

I've known rivers:
I've known rivers ancient as the world and older
than the flow of human blood in human veins.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.
I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.

I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln
went down to New Orleans, and I've seen its muddy bosom turn
all golden in the sunset.

I've known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

by Langston Hughes

the poet writes the poem;
the reader gives it life
(© G. Newton V. Chance)
Make somebody happy (© Alexander Ligertwood & Carlos Santana)

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