The Daily Poem

A TEMPORARY CIRCUMSTANCE

It's just a little tragic dance,

A temporary circumstance;

A few more turns around the sun,

Then count it down from ten from one

And we'll start up again, you'll see,

Our briefly paused eternity.

D. Edgar Lamp

At Sea, crossing the equator, bound for Hawaii

Lat: Long:

JOURNAL: Ocean Princess (5th Night)

~ The Daily Poet

THIS HOLLOW STONE

It might as well

be one ceramic room,

As slick and white as living in a shell.

I'm all alone

inside this heavy place,

No doors or windows in this hollow stone.

I hear the sound

of someone just outside,

Their footfalls close beside my barren ground.

The scream I cry,

(a murmur from within)

And once again my rescue passes by.

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem676

Novel Verse Form

At Sea, bound for Hawaii

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JOURNAL: Ocean Princess (4th Night)

~ The Daily Poet

JUST TAKE ME HOME

Just take me home and let me die

There's nothing regal for me here

I'm just a whimper trying to cry

A shiver trying not to fear

Just take me home and let me die

I'll take my chances with the Sky.

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem675

Novel Verse Form

Bora Bora, French Polynesia

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JOURNAL: Ocean Princess (3rd) Night)

~ The Daily Poet

COOK'S BAY BLUES

Here in the bay of unreasoning sham,

What is the really that truly I am?

Where am I going and what have I done?

Will they remember me under the sun?

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem674

Quatrain

Cook's Bay, Moorea, French Polynesia

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JOURNAL: Ocean Princess (2nd Night)

~ The Daily Poet

THE VANISHED DREAM

I don't know how to play the dream

Erased, the vanished dream, the dream denied,

The one just out of reach when I awoke.

Go back go back, I said, back up the wide

And tangled way of subterranean smoke.

The knowing Troll is there with cape and cloak;

He'll know, he'll tell, that just-forgotten dream.

So back we went, my sleeper self and I,

One pulling hard, the other full of yawns,

A clamor through the ghostly herd of myths

Of snoring satyrs, pegasi and fauns;

And down and through the soulful trollful depths

Our naked flame ona thousand downward steps

Until the dark distilled into a sigh.

Asleep again, again asleep, but now

What luck we'll need to catch the faded dream

We hold our breaths with fingers doubly crossed

To try and guide the mind's unconscious stream,

But little boats on giant seas are tossed,

And soon we gave ourselves away as truly lost.

"Through phantoms, flood and fear!" We took our vow.

No sooner had we pledged each other our trust,

When there before us on a glowing stone,

The Troll of answered visions took his stand,

Both friend and stranger, known and yet unknown.

He bowed his head and raised a weathered hand.

A smile blew across his face like sand,

His skin as tough as leather, thick with dust.

(in progress)

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem673

Novel Verse Form

Papeete, Tahiti, French Polynesia

Lat: Long:

JOURNAL: Ocean Princess (1st Night)

~ The Daily Poet

D. Edgar Lamp

THE NEW YES

"Nous" means we, and "oui" means yes,

But yes means some sweet something else,

Like wear your little party dress

And let's go dive some wishing wells.

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem672

Quatrain

Punaauia, Tahiti, French Polynesia

Lat: 17' 38" S. Long: 149' 36" W

JOURNAL: Le Meridien Tahiti Resort (10th Night)

~ The Daily Poet

CHRISTMAS PROPOSAL

Come merry me, eleventh Christmas wife,

Perhaps around-the-block a time or two,

We've lots of loving left to live this life

And I don't trust the clock to tick us through.

So let's get down to going where we go

And leave behind what surely can be left.

The days come fast and gone before we know,

This one big spin at taking deep our breath.

I loveyou now, you know I do, and so

For best or worst, no matter what may be

Beyond this tropic heat or polar snow,

Let's travel off on quick velocity.

Come merry me, eleventh Christmas wife,

We've losts of loving left to live this life.

For Mimi

D. Edgar Lamp

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Sonnetelle

Punaauia, Tahiti, French Polynesia

Lat: 17' 38" S, Long: 149' 36" W

JOURNAL: Le Meridien Tahiti Resort (9th Night)

~ The Daily Poet

PLAY TIME

Soon our years on earth will end

And time will stop forever.

Makes no sense, but who or when

Has offered any better?

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem670

Quatrain

Punaauia, Tahiti, French Polynesia

Lat: 17' 38" S, Long: 149' 36" W

JOURNAL: Le Meridien Tahiti Resort (8th Night)

~ The Daily Poet

THE LYRICAL REPORT OF AGENT JACK SYNTAX

The image behind me projected before me

    So no one can see that I come.

By stealth and illusion and reference confusion

    I thresh the Infinity Sum.

I slip through the knotting, where twisted and rotting,

    The moth-eaten murmurers hang.

Deciphered graffiti, the Nui, the Iti,

    The tricks of the poly-new-lang,

All simmer together till something gets better

    And maps of a memory come clear.

And there in the darkness, the solitude starkness,

    I shed what I can of a tear.

My blood is a fire of burning desire

    To see that some justice is done.

Before I'm departed, I want it restarted,

    That engine of energy fun,

    A bit like the light of the sun,

    That helped us get everything done,

    And kept us together as one,

O yeah,

    And kept us together as one.

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem669

Novel Verse Form

Punaauia, Tahiti, French Polynesia

Lat: 17' 38" S; Long: 149' 36" W

JOURNAL: Le Meridien Tahiti Resort (7th NIght)

~ The Daily Poet

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

THE INVISIBLE JESTER

Wherever you go I'm walking there

    Invisibly beside you;

You may not feel your tears I share

    But in their salt I hide you.

You know I quiz the skin you fold

    As if confounding matters;

I am, of course, because I'm told

    You're shredding into tatters.

Receive my jest and take the place

    I offer you tomorrow;

It isn't just my silly face

    That laughs you out of sorrow.

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem667

Ballad Meter

Punaauia, Tahiti, French Polynesia

Lat: 17' 38" S; Long: 149' 36" W

JOURNAL: Le Meridien Tahiti Resort (5th Night)

~ The Daily Poet

CHANNEL 6-6-6

At peace with the Beast we romp and play,

We tell ourselves that he's OK,

Just leave him be and he won't bite.

His demon legion skulk the night;

They want to haunt and drink our juice,

But mostly host the evening news.

We click our clicker-crucifix,

But damn!--still channel 6-6-6.

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem666

Novel Verse Form

Punaauia, Tahiti, French Polynesia

Lat: 17' 38" S; Long: 149' 36" W

JOURNAL: Le Meridien Tahiti Resort (4th Night)

~ The Daily Poet

MOON WATER

There's a moon

In my lagoon,

With a sea

Of tranquility.

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem665

Quatrain

Panuauia, Tahiti, French Polynesia

JOURNAL: Le Meridien Tahiti Resort (3rd Night)

~ The Daily Poet

BLUE DIVE

The water crystal clear and deep,

    The sky as pure as joy can be;

I dive this clarity of sleep,

    And swim the fishes home with me.

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem664

Quatrain

Panuauia, Tahiti, French Polynesia

JOURNAL: Le Meridien Tahiti Resort (2nd Night)

~ The Daily Poet

MY OCEAN PRINCESS

My Ocean Princess sails away

    And leaves me here on land;

I walk the beach of night and pray

That in her heart I'll stay.

Someday I'll hold her close to me,

    White Lady of the waves,

And know again her rocking sea,

And feel again so free.

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem663

Ballad Meter

Papeete, Tahiti, French Polynesia

Lat: 17: 32.326 S; Long: 149: 34.255 W

JOURNAL: Le Meridien Tahiti Resort (1st Night)

~ The Daily Poet

PROVISION

Learn the fish in your own lagoon

    And you'll catch all the food you need.

Chase from place to place and soon,

    Empty of stomach and full of greed,

    You'll find no fish on which to feed.

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem662

Quintain

Cook's Bay, Moorea, French Polynesia

JOURNAL: Ocean Princess (36th Night)

~ The Daily Poet

THE LANGUAGE OF THE HEART

The language of the heart is this:

    No words, no sounds, no sighs.

It's something like a tender kiss,

    Without a touch, with only eyes.

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem661

Quatrain

South Pacific Ocean, bound for Moorea

JOURNAL: Ocean Princess (35th Night)

~ The Daily Poet

GENEROUS JENNIE

The generous therapist, Jennie,

Never charged more than a penny.

    But with ten million clients

    And cool self reliance

Her six figure income was plenty.

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem660

Limerick

South Pacific Ocean, bound for Bora Bora

JOURNAL: Ocean Princess (34th Night)

~ The Daily Poet

TAKING TO THE AIR

As fragile as a hollow flightless thing,

As tenuous as a newly unfolded wing,

    As fearful as a falling bird

    ...and then...

I'm swooping up on an airborne feathered swing!

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem659

Quintain

South Pacific Ocean, bound for Bora Bora

JOURNAL: Ocean Princess (33rd Night)

~ The Daily Poem

NESTOR THE EGG

Grab the label and give it a yank,

    Cut off the tag and the patch;

Laugh your butt all the way to the bank,

    Nestor The Egg's going to hatch.

D. Edgar Lamp

TheDailyPoem658

Quatrain

Pago Pago, American Samoa

JOURNAL: Ocean Princess (32nd Night)

~ The Daily Poet