Best Felled Poems

Silence Felled

Lurking in dark corners
The swamp stirs in the night
As the deceiver rises
Begging to share his illusions might

Only behind the veil
Does he let his murky...

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Dear swollen-trunk maple, deemed 
diseased by the saw-happy tree guy, 
you who have stood silently, supposedly 
slipping your ailment through your roots 
to the neighboring...

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Your man 

O' fallen leaf of barren branch
doth charge my heart, my aching heart
with missing you, needing you
On sun dried earth I lay,
grasping at my...

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A quiet fury gathered on Horizon’s distant side.
Its merciless intensity was destined to collide
with unsuspecting entities entombed beneath the ground
all huddled ‘neath a canopy, immune...

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(The news of the death of dear and near ones reaching us on a daily basis has left me thinking of the transitoriness of life...

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Blessed in abundance that manifests in our 
stressed daily interaction with our fellow man, and the sincerest 
form of our inner wellbeing is the outpour...

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Creeping creepy creepers, the crawling trellis
jutting out of everywhere
snaking through country and metropolis
twisting turning in floral bliss
but more like snakes that hiss
But in quietude feign...

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I feel very privileged to have been able to contribute something small to a second collaboration with poet extraordinaire, Robert Lindley, whose mastery of all...

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The Unseen, As Swirling Ebbs Of Time Plod Along

Fight disbelief, as its intended power is to deceive
its low, hard constant drone, echoes shattered moans
with razor...

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I am the mind disturbed that thinks it’s well
euphoria surfs, dysphoric swells
perfect storm before the cresting wave
felled the confidence of the brave

I am the liar...

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*****This poem inspired me to show or make sentient as possible a woman of special appeal, which provided an apt challenge of my poetic Powers....

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How can they say
silence has no sound? Make it go away.
Floor-felled, right ear pressed to the phone,
cowering in a quarry of quiet
between coffee table and...

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BEAUTY ABIDES

Beauty abides, and as her lover, 
I lift her veil to see transparent eyes glimmering
with an enticement worthy of seduction.

Touching some primordial passion, 
she...

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Soliloquio del Individuo by Nicanor Parra, Translated by T. Wignesan


(Homage to Nicanor PARRA, 1914-2018, the Chilean ANTI-POET, winner of the "Cervantes Prize" (the highest literary...

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Where the Cleaner Never Passes Through the Door

Locked safely in a corner of my mind
Where the cleaner never passes through the door
A room I enter...

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