Best Apprentice Poems

blasts of flames from his hand and staff
 
electrically charged spheres
 
turquoise orbs ignite the palace hall
 
Merlin taught him magical words
 
abracadabra, alacazoom
 
fear not
 
the apprentice learned well
 
exceeding Merlin’s expectations
 
as Merlin is laid to rest
 
new master magician is born
 
predecessor...

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Mark Clarke was the gentlest man of Denmark 
Yet considered by all a most unlikely patriarch
He was proud being Noah’s apprentice on the ark

Mark was in charge of ensuring all the animals did embark 
Two by two in harmony, elephant, giraffe, tiger, and aardvark 
Shared...

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 Here's hoping Joe Biden gets hired,
It’s what all his voters desired,
He can then say to Trump,
(the arrogant lump),
Hey Donald, I'm Potus - ‘YOU’RE FIRED !!!

20/05/20...

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When does ambiguously free verse
also become emphatically political verbing verse?

I was emphatically reading pieces
ambiguously written 
about my sons,
to my oldest son's girlfriend.

The longer I read
the more she cried.

Now it had been my hope
and passion
to become the next Kurt Vonnegut
of PolyCulturing Healthy Outcome Design,
or at least...

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I am a 13 year girl, name is Stella, an apprentice of Yijing.
My master is Luna, a beautiful woman skilled and kind.
I'm admiring her and always learn her actions into my mind.
To myself, she is completely everything.

Three years has passed Since we met each other
One...

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Hermes Apprentice


My work is a part of me
But I am not my work

I am a part of 
The Great Work

My work is not me
My work has a life
of its own

It communes with the all
and all who encounters it

Both my work and I
are a part of...

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There was a plumber called Billy O'Toole
Hired a dimwit who turned out quite a fool
Soil pipe he didn't secure
There was a stench of manure
And all the downstairs became a cesspool.

The owner came back and said" whats that smell? "
By his face he was angry you...

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My name is Stella, the Yijing apprentice.
  I'm always studying Yijing.
My master is Luna, who gives me ways to practice
  She has the splendid skill of teaching.

She sometimes said
"Continue even little by little,
the important thing is advancing your title."
And she always patted my...

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I'm Stella, lover of Yijing, but at the first time, I was not it
I was a child who had no interest in divination
And ignorance turned into repulsion
When father told me to start learning it

"Learn it from Luna must be good for you.
That can provide many...

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i gather my sticks and stones
beat around the bush
facing East, then West
bow three times

scrape my knees on the doorstep of persuasion
the attic is filled with cobwebbed intrusions of domesticity
but nothing seems out of place,
the basement leaks with water under the foundation
and the walls shout with...

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If I say I see the future

Will you laugh and point the blame

At the drugs that I am taking

To end this constant pain

But I tell you I see you death

Just like Nostradamus revelations

But mine arent as vague as his

So you wont lose it in interpretation

My...

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S/he knows hot cold felt co-passions
calling to become Bodhisattva Caller,
EarthTown Crier,
co-messianic prophet of brightest gloom
begging prophecies still hiding

winning our least best common denominations
racing diverse nurturing
of ecotherapeutic tranquilities,
resonant resilience
to both call and cooperative calling back
listening through speaking
what has fissured pathological cracks,

powers of matriarchal hurricanes
nurturing yet controlling
Earth's...

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Bright orange flames arc from his outstretched fingers to his gnarled oak staff
crazy shadows dancing on the walls of the warded sanctum.
With a lifting of one eyebrow the apprentice flings the molten fire out and engulfs the
Lightning Balls with ease.  The lad strikes the...

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That time of the year once again 
Thoughts, memories, flooding in 
Trying to understand these moments
No one is exempt from emotion. 
Parent flash ignored for the present 
Back to apprenticeship days 
Young and eager to learn 
The result was a trade
Father smiled and nodded
Mother adoring...

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Apprentice at Grief
I stoop to grief when reasons fail
And tell him that tomorrow
We must begin to sort out our delirium.
“Hopes get lean and die,” I say,
“So, we must nourish them with tears.”
Pry the locked jaws open
Jerk them back to sound and speech.
Let this mouth, shut...

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