Death Adventure Poems

Mein kampf synonymous as a blooper

Writer of these words,
a former Lower Providence inhabitant,
who dwelled within darkest depths
of Dante Alighieri's inferno
for most of his outlandish, impish,
and...

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A woman journeyed to the island of Jamaica in the West Indies
The island of be happy and don’t worry
First thing the woman did was laid...

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I ripped the curtain from the window to have a good view of what was transpiring outside, someone must have fallen from the roof top...

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You have compose stories of old of how the universe came about; you have brainwashed the world with the existence of old and frivolous literature...

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My eyes open with the morning to witness the break of dawn and we waited quietly in the room for the signal to begin our...

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Lethal Thermobaric Bombs
Also known as vacuum bombs
Sucking the oxygen out of the air
For many miles. Nuclear and cluster bombs
And the worst of the sickest bombs
Of...

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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate
Rough winds do shake and darling buds of May and summer's lease...

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Still wrestling with impasse to contentment

Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog
just me and mine dark shadow 
slinking along outer limits of 
the edge of night...

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Beyond the grave of Beni Blue
was an aging twisting branching Yew
Young Beni liked to play and hide
as he did the day he died

In a forgotten...

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Verse I:
He always sits under
a flowery Willow Tree
and dreams of flying a reindeer
over quite Boulder City;
the torrid Nevada heat doesn't make him sweat,
he drinks beer,...

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To love you must be loved.

To know pain you must experience pain.

To be happy you must have experience happiness.

To get respect you must give respect.

To...

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Like a river of everlasting water, a fountain of water, you will explore my universe. Hike each mountain. Build a beautiful tower where you will...

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Blind Spots

There's always blind spots
without any fore thoughts.
Never mind consequences,
never any mending fences....

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Note: This poem is the twin poem for "She Speaks for the Dead." This one is in the mockingbird's perspective. 



I perch upon the locked...

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Currents of air

And there 

A Hawk 

Wings spread

So wide you saw the space 

Between its furtherest feathers

As it rode upon

The face of God,

Tatooed upon His...

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