Death Animal Poems

Gonifs and gossips revisited

since originally being crafted
approximately half dozen
dirty deeds done dirt cheap years ago...

Abound and lurk
within every nook and cranny
analogous to some annoying pest
harmless...

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The Ballad of the Endless Shell
An Epic Poem of Turtles

In the age when the world was newborn and bright,
Before sword or sorrow or firelight,
The Earth...

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Wilderness 

Moonlight stretches into the clearing,
intangible ...but offering comfort.
She is dying now, pining to be rescued,
her breathing jagged, her endurance spent;
the bullet had lanced her...

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a slow loris has a deadly trick
she takes her time, she’s sneaky and slick
venom is held in her elbow daily
Let’s pretend she is angry with...

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They called it a seat,
but it was a cradle of fire—
metal-wrapped, bolted shut,
no window,
just the hum of wires
and the memory of old Moscow snow
still clinging...

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My heart is broken today
Because my cat zorro boy
Passed away
He was a bad little something
You see
He was busy like a 
Buzzing bee
He watched me as...

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it's usually early 
as day starts turning 
over 
when the air around is as heavy as 
seas
in your chest 
feelings are intermixed
between despair 
and hope

like...

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 Regression Whispers 

ancient almond wild stood still 
stark in dark forest through which 
moved determination

a quick tobacco roll
cold beer 
AK the companion
whispers in jungian...

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Still a child at heart
tho' older are some other parts
and only for a lark
back to my childhood here I hark
I remember a rhyme
in the far...

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Where have all the bison gone
shot by Sharps shooters nearly every one
where have all the shooters gone
done away by Indians more than some
the red man...

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I lost my beautiful dog today 
I lost my dearest friend 
She took with her 
a piece of my heart 
I’ll never feel again 

I...

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I am an Angler. 
I sit in the dark.
The walls suffocate me with my agitation.
I am an Angler.
I am not like you.
I am from the...

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"In times of need, the devil eats flies", an old folk wisdom, shared by Anne-Lise Andresen

Praise the frog who croaks on high,
whose legs propel him...

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So if this be the last song I sing,
Let it be more beautiful and haunting
Than anything I have performed on this earth before.

Let the open...

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      What killed the Cat was not ‘Curiosity’

         ~ ‘Twas the ferocity...

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