"zagreb" poems
A is for Athens
B is for Berlin
C is for Cairo
D is for Dublin
E is for Edinburgh
F is for Fukishima
G is for Guangzhou
H is for Helsinki
I is for İstanbul
J is for Johannesburg
K is for Kiev
L is for London
M is for Madrid
N is for New York
O is for Oslo
P is for Paris
Q is for Quito
R is for Riga
S is for Shanghai
T is for Tokyo
U is for Ulan Bator
V is for Vancouver
W is for Washington
X is for Xianyang
Y is for Yerevan
Z is for Zagreb
Travel the world
see these places
meet new people
make new friends
take photos
make memories
always be happy
Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 7:29 PM UTC
There was a young man from Zagreb
Whose pencil ran out of lead
He went to the quack
Whose answer to that
Was use a biro instead
There was a vicar from the Tyne
Who put all his sermons online
A woman wrote please,
I'm weak at the knees
Here's my address, what's thine?
The Prime Minister went for a walk
Invited a woman to talk
She said "If you want a bang you can jolly well scram"
He said Do you know who I am?"
Jul 9, 2012
Jul 9, 2012 at 2:41 PM UTC
To write a poem to benefit the web
Seems strange, to type these words away from me.
No pen, no tiny turret in Zagreb
At any time I'm free to up and flee.
Such freedom tests my discipline, my will
My short attention nurtured by my tribe
Has robbed me, (so I say), of my "Melville",
My Inner cummings, to which I subscribe.
Such excuses further pull me down
Away from higher orbits of My Craft
Please, my mirror, I am not a clown
Nor a hack who's steeped in Lingual graft.
Can I accept the onward March of Time,
Dispense excuses, get on with the sublime?
Feb 24, 2010
Feb 24, 2010 at 6:13 PM UTC
krytyka na żyda to ta sama na krytyke polaka, skoro krytyk na żyda to też krytyk na polaka - skoro żyd bez ziemi to też polak pod włóknem niemca czy russa czy też bezwdzięcznego austrjaka! odsiecz wiednia!
https://goo.gl/2wVUsz, from minute to an hour:
radio-kacap - lost the c somewhere,
had to innovate -
ra - d - yo -
радя -
(я to possess it, a punctuation
mark on the letter to stop
the omicron from rotating a fullness)
КАЧП - or simply ç (s) -
ketchup apparently,
the slaughter of Zagreb -
Croat piled on Croat
for a Mexican roll via Tahiti -
kark capa - kark kacapa
(stary kozioł to zwany cap
bronz spermy i zapach tzn. cap'a -
capie ten ogier Poznania w szambie południa
na gry czołem z bliska
w tenis z innym capem) -
stary ogier na tle mgły
i kozioł kopiący kszięrzyc w orbite
i w równie starannej rubryki: sto razy jeszcze raz
to samo, bo to dla wieku
dwa dwa: die tventy secoond centaur /
die nächster tausendfüßler, year on - year in.
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 8:36 PM UTC
Summer came , summer goes
The heat shrouding still
I abhor the upcoming cold
Which deprives my
Joy,vigorousness and skimpy shorts
I'll have to wait for another year to
Cautiously bathe myself in the sunlight
While you skip dipping in Adriatic sea
Oh, the Sun in Zagreb,
You
Greeting summer into your doorsteps
Stealing golden ray to embellish the handcrafted box you made
Autumn comes and it will go
Fear not for the winter but for my brewing hope.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 11:06 AM UTC
To her who knows who she is.
I realize If you Donetsk in this world you don’t get,
so I thought about it Turin those nights away.
My mind would Rome.
As in to walk Cologne down Rhodes
my feet haven't wandered Faro while.
It seems you have the Kiev my heart,
Zagreb a Piza it in the Palma your hand,
Nevada let go but to keep for all time.
I’d been longing for York kiss,
Hungary to have you Lyon next to me;
thinking how Nice it would be
for you to Guinea your arms,
And wrap them around my Jersey.
Reno that in the Split of distance,
we are hanging on to;
‘We Chelsea how it goes.’
I Bern a little Kos knowing
Havana wait for those crucial words means
I don’t get to Hanover a love
you’d never get Bordeaux having.
When Ireland and you Symi
you’ll see that I don’t Minsk my words.
You’ll sea I was never in the-Nile,
so Danube worry about that.
I want to Brighton your days
and Tokyo somewhere we could be
kings and Queens.
I hopes that where this Texas;
we’d be eventually
Edinburgh place to call home.
Gdansk and Lodz of love….
You know who
Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 9:07 AM UTC
Terracotta robots zapping rodents.
Ongoing Zagreb building projects.
Witches, milk floats and Vauxhall cars in Bill's head.
You got Tonsillitis from licking prostitutes’ rancid toes.
Towel used for a century; six frayed threads on its length.
Novel bus design; the driver drives from upstairs.
You drink Earl Grey tea, cold.
I so **** hate slow tardy days dragging till I get my dole for a new tattoo.
Signed on Fri, a 3 day wait till pay day.
It may not be paid right.
Twits!
Nebulous screwdrivers in the sky.
Take me away from the clouds to a desert landscape.
Tattoo my earlobe you minky moo.
Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 6:46 PM UTC