"bavarian" poems
I want to live in Europe.
I want to run in the Bavarian Forest.
I want to be left in the English rain.
I want to feel the Russian Frost.
I want to skate in the Alps.
I want to feel the French Luxury.
I want to taste the Belgian Chocolates.
I want to sleep in the European Palaces.
I want to feel the Papacy Monastic.
I want to feel the taste of French Cheese and Scottish Whiskey.
I want to hear the Italian Piano.
I want to read English Poetry.
I want to hear the Spanish legends and don't forget the olive there !
I want to feel the magnificence of the Parisian Events.
I want to swim in the Danube River.
I want to be inspired by the fascinating paintings.
I want to be amazed by the beauty of the churches there.
I want to read about the greatness of the European History from there.
I want to search in The Vatican Stores and Warehouses for answers I was looking for.
I want to dream about reading the books that have been hidden in the Invisible Palace of Books in Berlin.
I want to walk among the shelves of The National Library in London.
I want to go shopping in the streets of Paris and Milan.
I just want to be European,
I want to live in Europe.
- Shilo
Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 11:50 AM UTC
Brothers,
let us stand together.
Sisters,
you can stay sitting.
Let us stand
united
by our inability
to stay out in the sun
too long.
In fact,
would someone mind
erecting a gazebo
for us to stand united
underneath?
Thank you.
Brothers,
having proven
that we cannot demonstrate
our superiority
through sport,
rhetoric,
mathematics,
music,
drama,
art,
science,
business acumen
or military might
Let us instead
prove it beyond all doubt
by gathering in groups
and chanting slogans.
Flags are good, too.
Dagnab it,
just look at the way
we can wave those flags.
If that
doesn't qualify us
as the Master Race,
then I don't know what will.
And thus anointed,
let us expunge the world
of miscegenation.
Let us cleanse public radio
of anything other
than Bavarian folk music.
Let us revel
in boiled beef
and wheat-based foods.
Let us return
the mineral wealth of the world
to the tarnished, coloured nations
from whence it came.
Let us reject
foreign mythologies
apart from that one
about Jesus
obviously.
Let us all return
to the country, town,
street
and house
of our birth.
History is with us, brothers.
If there's one thing
it teaches us
it's that nothing should ever change
and empires
never fall.
Sieg heil!
Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 8:22 AM UTC
Aunt Lottie had a slow and careful walk
every step could jar
the delicate balance
of the fragile grand piano
she had swallowed.
It was no ordinary instrument
it was entirely made of crystal
which added to the fears
of its disturbance
or destruction
by the simplest slip or stumble
or missed footing on a step.
It was a slight inconvenience
she had taken in her stride.
Matters concerning the said piano
were only discussed in hushed tones
on Wednesday afternoons
and only with her dearest nephew, Ludwig
who sensitively seemed to understand
the precious nature of imagination
and the tickling discomforts
of digested furniture and such things
as fancy may create.
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 1:24 PM UTC
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Brandy-dipped lady fingers
Bavarian cream;
cinnamon, sugar, eggs, milk
light, cool, smooth like mousse
Summerberry crown
dust sugar
Slice!
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Aug 16, 2018
Aug 16, 2018 at 2:09 PM UTC
A car that never changes character.
A master in going against the times.
Its high raving engine proves it's nothing close to an armature.
The legendary kidney grill never declines.
Ounce I heard that the iconic M5 is now available in x-drive, my face resembled a wet cloth but as I finished reading the article...thank god there's a setting for the tyre shredding two-wheel drive.
BMW is a car that gives you a reason to stare, BMW lovers recognise the different models by looking at the linings...something rare.
BMW's so called rivals are always claiming they have"high tech suspension", but that's only on paper then the track testing starts. That makes you wonder how much do two faced women spend on makeup.
While other motor brands have "ambition", BMW has reputation. Its rivals are stiff in corners but the Bavarian beast simply drifts... Into position, clearly spelling out two words "no competition".
BMW doesn't exactly showcase the skills of a driver, it actually displays the behavior of the car...call that ecstasy in motion, the real capture of emotion...nothing has ever been so close to perfection.
The roaring power produces a sound that is distinct, out classing a band that is full equipped. A luxury sedan that is rated five star but deep inside it is a sports car at heart. The kidney grill ensures us that even in a hundred years from a hundred metres we will have no trouble recognising a BMW.
Something we may never measures is shear driving pleasure. The only drive that BMW knows is dynamic and although the average folk might not be interested in the track runs which are always epic, he or she knows that BMW is the perfect remedy for traffic.
Ambition is BMW versus reality.
Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 8:40 AM UTC
Ludwig Ii
A Bavarian King with no bone bad
A Bavarian King introverted not mad
A king who lived life by night
A king who stayed out of sight
The Swan king was his given name
from Bavarian bloodstock he came Maximilians Death took away his youth
On throne pomp splendoured and couth
Peer pressure never kneel
Twas Opera Ludwig did feel
Robert Wagner was his one true love
Ludwig fitted Wagner hand in glove
A queen, A queen the Bavarians did wish
Lovestruck Elsa dry eyes diminish
Conformity died during Ludwigs reign
His sexuality showed no shame
Lake Starnberg scene of demise
Mystery death ****** or boat capsize
The King ,The King long live the King
Life lived how he chose Ludwig ii
A Bavarian King with no bone bad
A Bavarian King introverted not mad
A king who lived life by night
A king who stayed out of sight
The Swan king was his given name
from Bavarian bloodstock he came Maximilians Death took away his youth
On throne pomp splendoured and couth
Peer pressure never kneel
Twas Opera Ludwig did feel
Richard Wagner was his one true love
Ludwig fitted Wagner hand in glove
A queen, A queen the Bavarians did wish
Lovestruck Elsa dry eyes diminish
Conformity died during Ludwigs reign
His sexuality showed no shame
Lake Starnberg scene of demise
Mystery death ****** or boat capsize
The King ,The King long live the King
Lived life how he chose with no offspring
Thank You
Martyn Grindrod
Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 2:41 AM UTC
Once again I find
the morning light breaks through
my eyes and wakes this sleeping mind,
it seems the dreams will have to wait
or shall I not cooperate?
Tschaikovsky Tuesday
is a nutcracker
I try to be PC
but it still breaks my *****
When I get there
if I get there
I'll send a postcard
or a telegram
I need no internet
and informative technology
is not the thing
I want to be
or see
when I get there.
Good morning Mendelssohn
'tis not midsummer nor is it night,
dream on.
Suspended on my eyelashes
each moment flashes to
briefly burn
all things cease and here
on the plateau
I find again the stillness
wherein lies the peace.
May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 11:44 PM UTC
I was lying alone in the soft ambience,
Beer smells,
Stale warm tides,
Strange feelings,
Wide distance from paternity,
Horse screams from behind,
Glazed window,
Brazen below,
I reached for the morning,
Who's there?
Barking on the stairs,
Dreaming eyes beckon,
Hard, sharp, antenna release,
The wind began to speak,
"You think you can catch me?"
Assemble senses,
Arise the birth,
Dissemble memory,
Eyes of the earth,
The Bavarian leans against the quiet sunrise.
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Nov 1, 2009
Nov 1, 2009 at 10:18 PM UTC
The games
The small-fry
Ketchup she squirt's
Talking heads
sugar on my
miniature flirt
tongue
Burger bands
Gimme___ Gimme
((Mini Macaroons))
Don't big change me
My eyes like
((Rocky Racoons))
Movie Mania
Beatles miniature
I want to hold
your hand
Lucy in the sky*
No chip diamonds
Cool Hand Luke
American girl doll
Exchange for
my red bike
Twilight zone
dimension I___
Cannot read
the numbers!!!
I-phone oranges
compared to
small apples
That's me
Mini Cooper
Car drinking Snapple
The shooting
star*
Just gas up
V-Wagon
mini car
(Mini Bow)
ladybug
kissed her
Coffee mug
The red and
black dots
treat her
like a lady
Small bits of aroma
The smaller sticky
yellow
notes what votes
Mini-me camera
Mini hot___ Hollywood
dog dachshund
* * * *
It's mini
mealtime____
Adorable
Presentable
The Dollhouse
lodge Mini
Disneyland___**
No copying to
resemble
Mini Fruit
salad merger
Red Robin's Burger
were overly generous
Mr. Big
imaginable
so small
Superman's
flight of rage
So-Huge_____ and long____
turned him if I only
had a brain
((The Tinman))
mentally touched him
Sprayed his oil can
in mini heart size
Hello Dollie
collector
magnifying glass
Handcrafted
Pleasurable kind
and small
Broomstick
Witchcraft
Miniature leader
Knock on
heavens door
The Doorman
The Penthouse
Mini Bavarian
creme
Me doughnut
The cool breeze
off her fan
Big thumb
((Thumbelina))
The mini frog
Hit too many
London fogs
Mini White castle
burger chips off the
miniature block party
Meat tenderizer like trolls
Las Vegas
money slot machines
Those miniature dolls
((Minerals Top Ranks))
Gemology
produce
more blues
******
Adolf ******
generals
Cereal boxes
Sly Foxes Attention
How her
features met
his smaller
side_______
Royal hot blues singer
Mini He pops dishes
All Banana nut's
When it
comes to
Monkeying
around
With________?
miniature swingers
cereal___*
May 26, 2018
May 26, 2018 at 12:23 PM UTC
Here lies mash of mutilated corpses.
Spilled Bavarian bloodline boiling under the sun.
Glistening dew, maelstrom fog.
Resting on some foreign land to conquer.
For Chancellor, for Kaiser, for God.
Blood is the same to the soil.
We bleed different for our adversaries.
For their Man, for their King, for their God.
Clash of cogs, industry, machinery and competition.
Banging rocks to rockets burying.
Our brothers without banners to the same fate.
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 4:40 PM UTC
only among poetry do you feel so
guilty having written much and read so little;
then come the chances to appreciate other genres,
and having appreciated such genres, become
all too willing to change
the genre of your expression
into something worth attention
when none was required;
such is poetry, an art of beatified
speech where there was none
to begin with;
and where adequate reading was enjoyed,
no other arithmetic of adequacy
was expressed, given the tongue's
complications of usage, i.e.
no beauty ***** joining him
for a scene at the opera, blah ha;
no tsar that met him ever left talking
about him with a feeling of jealousy -
the concert of concubines
and the nagging of the tsarina to keep up
appearances:
now watch the nagging darwin in me
with a monkey's face doing the juggling act
of ooh ooh oh ooh for the mouth's
shaping into a protruding of lips awaiting a trumpet!
blows a desire of the many sires, and hence the shipwreck
of the aristocratic hearts gathered into a populace
of a little city without silverware and serf hands
providing the chess moves of moveable silverware
for entrée, main and dessert of edibles macaroons: ah those
feasting eyes and corsets... how eager the scythe in hands
that sweated for the eyes to be so tearful and yet unsatiated
at a table of candlelight and ahem aha manners of using napkins;
i'll concern myself with courtesy when i'm able
to express myself in saxon or bavarian:
burping after a carbonated drink at the table drank...
and indeed i'll ease out a **** on my way out from
the splendour to an applause: without a necessary crescendo
of my own undoing!
Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 8:34 PM UTC
i was too lazy to become a rock star, i chose to be a poet, and involve myself in a higher dimension of practising a constant Ramadhan, although drinking before having my one meal a day... watch out, a monk off the leash!
man, you know like
when live recordings
work magic
obliterating studio
recordings,
like the doors' roadhouse blues?
man, that's when it happens
and **** gets real, death aged
27, come the riots and myths,
when studio recordings for a sale
are worth jack-shit...
so why are these *******
the un-acknowledged beatles
based upon the decibels of
the screaming female fans?
it was funny watching the spaniard
tourists leaving authentic rolled
blunts on the grave with lipstick
and some green **** also found on
churchill's bald moonshine of a
forehead during an anarchist protest...
that parisian cemetery got to me,
i thought i heard an aeon echo
in oesophagus ripples from bavarian beer halls.
Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 5:00 PM UTC
Ordinarily approximately sixteen days
of barley, hops and malt brew
to ale any even those who cannot chew
the cud subsequently most foods I eschew
courtesy maxiofacial malady
or lack of teeth perhaps even a few
that goot yanked out
after misshapen choppers grew
from uncommon body sites,
and I declare constituted hue
man dental dilemma –
somewhat dire oral issue,
yet now tis time to party
and imbibe whether gentile or Jew
in this 210th anniversary,
sans revelry nobody knew
boot beer brouhaha
actually named from German locale loo
cull hamlet that now sports
more’n 6 million stein ways that moo
after getting punch drunk
to rejoice at German reunification
October 3, 1990, hence new
reasonable rhyme referred
to occasion as unity day
held in an area Theresienwiese – phew
what a mouthful field, or meadow,
of Therese), where carousers queue.
Often called Wiesn for short,
located near Munich's center to gorge
on a wide variety of traditional food such
as Hendl (chicken), Schweinebraten (roast pork),
Schweinshaxe (grilled ham hock),
Steckerlfisch (grilled fish on a stick),
Würstl (sausages) along with Brezeln (Pretzel),
Knödel (potato or bread dumplings),
Käsespätzle (cheese noodles),
Reiberdatschi (potato pancakes),
Sauerkraut or Rotkohl/Blaukraut (red cabbage)
along with such Bavarian delicacies as Obatzda
(a spiced cheese-butter spread)
and Weisswurst (a white sausage).
Sep 24, 2021
Sep 24, 2021 at 8:36 PM UTC
Leucothea applies Bavarian cream
to her paired slit, tending to it with
the waning crescent of no moon.
as oval handheld mirrors base the
trim of their metals on the philosophy
of ornateness--perhaps Gold.
gripped by nymphs, whose fingers
flicker off when oceanic shatters
gurgle up from temple steps.
Jun 6, 2024
Jun 6, 2024 at 6:02 PM UTC