Naoto’s Ogazumu (Haiku)
A cherry blossom/
erupting in a spring-time/
ecstatic petals.
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Gay Gob (Limerick)
I met a young gob in a bar
I said I didn’t live far.
So without much ado
we hastily withdrew.
And so was I
transfixed by his spar.
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Conversation
There’s an Elephant
in the room, you say.
Is he Vodka white?
There’s an Elephant
in the room, you say
Is she ominous black?
There’s an Elephant
in the room, you say.
Oh, That Elephant,
yes, he’s Gay.
Puma/MMX
copyright:2010/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head/Verses to be read’.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Psychic Storm
Early morning rumble, a rude awakening,
a thunderstorm.
The ancients knew;
they weren’t burdened
by low-pressure systems.
The gods were speaking to them;
they reflected on the message.
My psyche conflicted as to
being the, ‘Master of the
Universe’, or just another
fauna form, no more, no less.
Now, all room lights out except for Nature’s
occasional radiance.
Where room becomes a ‘Warner Brothers’ haunted
castle scene.
Storm stay, I am enraptured,
captivated, and enchanted,
by your force majeure.
I thank Zeus and subordinates
for these moments.
The storm has moved on,
clichéd rainbow on horizon.
Reflections.
Puma/MMIX
Copyright:2009/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
a thunderstorm.
The ancients knew;
they weren’t burdened
by low-pressure systems.
The gods were speaking to them;
they reflected on the message.
My psyche conflicted as to
being the, ‘Master of the
Universe’, or just another
fauna form, no more, no less.
Now, all room lights out except for Nature’s
occasional radiance.
Where room becomes a ‘Warner Brothers’ haunted
castle scene.
Storm stay, I am enraptured,
captivated, and enchanted,
by your force majeure.
I thank Zeus and subordinates
for these moments.
The storm has moved on,
clichéd rainbow on horizon.
Reflections.
Puma/MMIX
Copyright:2009/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Moon light in Vermont (DADT Version)
(LYRICS IN UPPER CASE)
Army E M club/ PENNIES IN A STREAM.
Forsaken Army base/ FALLING LEAVES OF SYCAMORE.
PFC L. James/ MOON LIGHT IN VERMONT.
Gay Army singer/ ICY FINGER WAVES.
Soldier, olive-green fatigues/ SKI TRAILS ON A MOUNTAINSIDE.
Hand-on-hip swivel/ SNOW LIGHT IN VERMONT.
Bleached blonde Faggot, everyone knew in beer-soaked room/
TELEGRAPH CABLES HOW THEY SING DOWN THE HIGHWAY.
Tolerant of my buddy James/ AND TRAVEL EACH BEND IN THE ROAD.
Torch-boy singer/PEOPLE WHO MEET.
Army boys sit and listen/ IN THIS ROMANTIC SETTING.
Macho, nervous laughter/ ARE SO HYPNOTIZED BY.
Latent feelings aroused/THE EVENING SUMMER BREEZE.
My boot in closet door ajar/THE WARBLING OF A MEADOWLARK.
Medical Discharge/JUNE NIGHT IN VERMONT.
James, keep donning your Gay apparel, where ever you are/
YOU AND ME AND MOON LIGHT IN VERMONT.
Puma/MMIX
Copyright:2009/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
(with apologies to the composers)
Army E M club/ PENNIES IN A STREAM.
Forsaken Army base/ FALLING LEAVES OF SYCAMORE.
PFC L. James/ MOON LIGHT IN VERMONT.
Gay Army singer/ ICY FINGER WAVES.
Soldier, olive-green fatigues/ SKI TRAILS ON A MOUNTAINSIDE.
Hand-on-hip swivel/ SNOW LIGHT IN VERMONT.
Bleached blonde Faggot, everyone knew in beer-soaked room/
TELEGRAPH CABLES HOW THEY SING DOWN THE HIGHWAY.
Tolerant of my buddy James/ AND TRAVEL EACH BEND IN THE ROAD.
Torch-boy singer/PEOPLE WHO MEET.
Army boys sit and listen/ IN THIS ROMANTIC SETTING.
Macho, nervous laughter/ ARE SO HYPNOTIZED BY.
Latent feelings aroused/THE EVENING SUMMER BREEZE.
My boot in closet door ajar/THE WARBLING OF A MEADOWLARK.
Medical Discharge/JUNE NIGHT IN VERMONT.
James, keep donning your Gay apparel, where ever you are/
YOU AND ME AND MOON LIGHT IN VERMONT.
Puma/MMIX
Copyright:2009/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
(with apologies to the composers)
Friday, April 16, 2010
Tennis, Anyone?
The earth moved.
“Yeah, right”.
No, really it moved.
Not under me as passion
or tremor.
It moved east.
The sun moored in the sky,
a maple tree dressed in new leaf.
Like a tennis racket,
the maple tree moved
toward the orange sun.
I sensed the movement.
I wanted to hold on to something.
You must experience this
universal high.
Have you ever felt it?
Game, set, match.
Love.
Puma/MMX
Copyright:2010/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
“Yeah, right”.
No, really it moved.
Not under me as passion
or tremor.
It moved east.
The sun moored in the sky,
a maple tree dressed in new leaf.
Like a tennis racket,
the maple tree moved
toward the orange sun.
I sensed the movement.
I wanted to hold on to something.
You must experience this
universal high.
Have you ever felt it?
Game, set, match.
Love.
Puma/MMX
Copyright:2010/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
David Dropping-Out (Rap)
Stay in skool.
Be a kool gabagool.
4 U S C/will always be,
the place that learned you how to see.
The world’s your oyster, to swallow whole.
And you graduate in the role,
of whom ever you want to emulate or imitate,
as you follow your own fate.
Take the road less-travelled
and never unravel.
So you say ‘F’, then ‘WTF’
but never bereft.
Of what you know from sweat and tears
in those years.
Be the Man they say who can,
do his thing, between flings.
Go the extra mile, and still smile.
What a guy, not too shy.
It all started in that skool,
an engineer who’s really kool.
A dapper, sapper, rapper.
Puma/MMX
Copyright 2010/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
Be a kool gabagool.
4 U S C/will always be,
the place that learned you how to see.
The world’s your oyster, to swallow whole.
And you graduate in the role,
of whom ever you want to emulate or imitate,
as you follow your own fate.
Take the road less-travelled
and never unravel.
So you say ‘F’, then ‘WTF’
but never bereft.
Of what you know from sweat and tears
in those years.
Be the Man they say who can,
do his thing, between flings.
Go the extra mile, and still smile.
What a guy, not too shy.
It all started in that skool,
an engineer who’s really kool.
A dapper, sapper, rapper.
Puma/MMX
Copyright 2010/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
Monday, April 5, 2010
B-Day for J.K. (Regrets)
Oh, what a Bummer
I missed Joe’s blast.
But, I’ll make-it a point
to be at his future repasts.
Pics of the gang at UC
with Peter and Yo-Yo.
Look at what I missed;
at the Birthday of Joe Koh.
Puma/MMX
Copyright:2010/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
I missed Joe’s blast.
But, I’ll make-it a point
to be at his future repasts.
Pics of the gang at UC
with Peter and Yo-Yo.
Look at what I missed;
at the Birthday of Joe Koh.
Puma/MMX
Copyright:2010/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
Friday, April 2, 2010
Momentary Nothingness
After we said, ‘good-byes’,
I returned to my studio and the
nothingness
of inanimate objects.
In solitude, I write.
In loneliness, I’m left,
with out words.
No words, no poems,
no passion, no life (for me).
I would have embraced
the prick of Death
at that moment.
Leaving earthly torment for eternal
nothingness.
Puma/MMX
Copyright:2010/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
I returned to my studio and the
nothingness
of inanimate objects.
In solitude, I write.
In loneliness, I’m left,
with out words.
No words, no poems,
no passion, no life (for me).
I would have embraced
the prick of Death
at that moment.
Leaving earthly torment for eternal
nothingness.
Puma/MMX
Copyright:2010/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
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