The Daily Poem
A journey of a thousand poems by D. Edgar Lamp
The Daily Poem
(668) December 22, 2011: Tahiti Skirt Balloons
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TAHITI SKIRT BALLOONS
It feels hypnotic here alone imaging
That no one else could be as manifold as me.
The giant ships are never out there foundering
But steady-as-she-goes upon the opal sea.
The koi are sleeping through the Winter Solstice night
And I'm alone to guess a set of jazzy tunes.
The keyboard-base-guitaring duo sounds alright,
But not as tight as blowing up Tahiti skirt balloons.
D. Edgar Lamp
TheDailyPoem668
Hexameter
Punaauia, Tahiti, French Polynesia
Lat: 17' 38" S; Long: 149' 36" W
JOURNAL: Le Meridien Tahiti Resort (6th Night)
~ The Daily Poet
(401) March 31, 2011: Three Pentuple Halves
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THREE PENTUPLE HALVES
I hear the classic songs of where I once was from
Transmuted into silly strings and bongo drums
As if I’ve leaped ahead in time to where the notes
I once considered royal, dance with crooked staffs
To marching steps of unknown three pentuple halves
In clashing disregard for metaphor-ensic quotes.
The singing jaws dissect the lyrics with their blades
Of nasal cutting semi-lurid masquerades.
This isn’t what I knew as waltzing way back then
Before they took my blue acoustic steel guitar,
Before the siliconic voices bent the bar
And took away my slender feathered pen.
O take me back but leave me here to pine
Away the hours feeling sorry for what’s mine
No more and what they took but didn’t know from me
I’ll take the landed hula hoops of changing chance
And cat-like pounce upon the heels of circumstance
Until my claws of courage catch their history.
D. Edgar Lamp
The Daily Poem - 401
Hexameter
Lima, Peru
Lat: -12.04, Long: -77.03
JOURNAL: Barranco's Bed & Breakfast
Spent the morning taking care of business: Peter Rutman (taxes), Dona Seyler (construction), and David Drawdy (property management), Jim Weeks (lawn care). Heard right back from Peter. He's going to get our taxes finished and sent to us via DHL here at Barranco's Bed & Breakfast. He's a super-accommodating professional. If you ever need someone to do your taxes give him a call.
Peter Rutman
858-278-8500
Around 1400 we headed out on a walking tour of Barranco, the bohemian district of Lima, sort of like Venice is to Santa Monica or OB to Mission Bay. First we found the Museo de la Electricidad. Fun. A little discovery museum with buttons to push all about electricity. It was cool to see familiar faces like Benjamin Franklin, Michael Faraday, Thomas Edison, and Albert Einstein. I dropped a sol ($0.33) coin into an old Wurlitzer juke box and watched through the glass as it selected the vinyl record, slid it up to the needle and played "Obla De Obla Da Life Goes On..."
www.museoelectri.perucultural.org.pe
Next we found the Museo Pedro de Osma and spent an hour or so enjoying the architecture of the buildings more than the grand collection of religious art. They had a lot of scupture pieces, many of them missing hands. Evidently they carved the hands separately, and in great detail, then stuck them into the statue. Then there were various heads, including the severed head of John The Baptist with an anatomically correct esophagus, trachea, and spinal column. No matter how spiritual the religious artists may have been, there always seems to ooze a bit of sex and death from their pigment swollen brushes.
Then we stumbled upon the highlight of the day: AYAHUASCA Restobar Lounge! We wandered in and were soon greeted by the cashier Augusto Casapia Charun [ acasapiac@gmail.com ], who took us under his generous wing and showed us around. On any given night 1000 people come to this unique bar. But since it was mid-afternoon and only a few scattered patrons haunted the cozy corners, he showed us around. But first we ordered drinks. I got a margarita and Mimi some sort of refreshing drink made with PISO, a highly concentrated grape-based liquor, clear as water, and with the faintest of aromas. With cocktails in hand, like a couple of VIPs we got the grand tour of the whole place. Each room had a different ambiance, defying description; tufts of grass coming out of the walls, a wall covered in red and white fabric with red and white bras and panties chameleoned in among the folds, a mobile made of Scissor Dancer pants, and in the main bar two large plexiglass panels with quotes engraved on them in both English and Spanish by novelist Josefina Barron. Then Augusto asked us if we'd like to see the basement. Of course! He slid open a giant silver door and down we went into a wonderland of 3D textile art, and hallucinatory furniture. It was awesome. And then as if by magic, around a corner appeared Pancho Basurco, the artist himself. Check him out at the following contact points:
http://anudandolvida.blogspot.com
(51 1) 995174244
(51 1) (98) 146*5719
We spent the next hour exploring the many worlds of Pancho Basurco with Augusto as our translator, snapping pictures, and bouncing artistic ideas around. We quickly became the Cuatro Amigos and were sad to leave. If you're ever in Lima, Ayahuasca Restobar Lounge is a must see! The wall of damajuanas (gallon glas jugs) filled with colored water with fluorescent backlighting was our favorite piece...and the couch climbing up the wall was another.
~ The Daily Poet
(318) January 7, 2011: Thorns
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THORNS
Gratuitous respect for men deserving none,
Medallions pinned on tools whose deeds have not been done,
And claims of victory where the war has not begun.
The child in his bed imagines heros slain,
And prays to God that one day he may share their pain,
Believing in the crown he's dying to attain.
D. Edgar Lamp
The Daily Poem - 318
Idyllwild, California
Hexameter
JOURNAL: Down to the desert today to get prescriptions filled at CVS Pharmacy. In addition to the prescriptions, we bought several bags of OTC medications for every conceivable ailment. Then Mimi suggested we go by AAA to inquire about health insurance. Another great idea by Mimi. We settled on the Trip Assist Deluxe underwritten by Access America. Maximum duration available was 365 days for $2,784. We took it. A whole lot cheaper than paying for COBRA. It provides 50K for Medical & Dental, 1 million for Emergency Medical Transportation, and 50K for Travel Accident. It also includes baggage, electronics and rental car protection. Watched "Patton" this evening starring George C. Scott.
(315) January 4, 2011: Poetschlag
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"Flaming Archer"
POETSCHLAG
With a quiver full of words, the warrior takes his aim,
And whisper-shouting arrows fly with heads of seething flame,
To burn the ramparts down, turn fortresses to ash,
No need for bone on bone or steel on steel to clash.
D. Edgar Lamp
The Daily Poem - 315
Idyllwild, California
Hexameter
JOURNAL: Cleaned the living room and dining room. The mess was making it hard for us to think. Moved a few things down into the workshop. Did some banking, trying to simply accounts, determine which accounts & credit cards we're going to use for the trip, and set up automatic payments. Met Brian Poetschlag at Wells Fargo in Hemet. Very personable with wide-ranging interests and a quick wit. His name means "Fighting Poet." I love it. What a cool concept. I told him about our trip and he said he had some relatives in Poland. I gave him my card and asked him to put us in touch with them. The more contacts the better. Makes the trip that much more interesting. Went to see "True Grit" starring Jeff Bridges...yawn! Then went shopping at Stater Bros. Bought a bunch of fresh veggies. Going to try to eat out less, and eat better, simpler food. Got to get this cholesterol down. I've been decaffinated now for two days. Feels different. Less energy, a little sleepy, but a good calm feeing deep inside.
(263) November 13, 2010: Taking Liberty
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TAKING LIBERTY
The money's filtered through and clarified my mind,
And now I know for sure the thing I want to do.
The bell has rung, and with it's ring I am defined.
The bell of my desire, though cracked a bit, is true.
The bell is me and now I ring as I'm inclined.
Inclined to circumnavigate from soul to soul,
To hear the one all human voice that still persists.
Inclined to catch the world at once and see it whole,
To understand its need for me, if such a need exists,
To feel my way around from pole to circled pole.
D. Edgar Lamp
Orlando, Florida (Starbucks at 2604 E. Colonial)
Hexameter
Journal: Yard sale today at 1215 Newcastle brought in $500. Casey, from next door, and her boyfriend Brian, helped us. We split the money with them. I bought everyone beer and pizza for lunch. After a long day we went to see Secretariat and then ate at Houlihans for dinner. Mimi is sleeping in the rental SUV. Dreaming of a trip around the world.
(236) October 17: 2010: One Love
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ONE LOVE
Unbounded gratitude is all I feel tonight,
The afterglow of love, the overflow of grace,
Alive and well within this happy holy place
Of God's perpetually renewing anti-fright,
His bunker full of choicest joy and pastry days,
A place to rest upon the couches of carress
Without the noise of battlescars, without duress,
Where nothing but my favorite faithful music plays,
A shelter in the air composed of domes and spires,
No puzzle locks to solve, no crossword codes to break,
But this and only this: one love to give and take,
One love with tight embrace, one love my love desires.
D. Edgar Lamp
The Daily Poem - 236
Idyllwild, California
Hexameter