Best Palms Poems

For so long, I wondered my life ‘neath the palms
                                  A tropical...

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rain taunted the mood
one drop at a time
like sand through the hourglass
no snow in no man’s land
only poured out
on top of decrepit heads
with expectations over
said heads
it’s snowing too deep
my knees are weak
where is the honor
of contentment
when buried six feet under
the flood…
I float above the fray
holding...

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Just shy of eighteen,
A girl with glistening eyes of dark chestnuts
Complimenting deep umber hair.
Observes life as it passes by minutes.

The classmate who is genuinely funny.
Her laugh echoes,
Etching its sound into minds of anyone who listens
A girl who lights up a room, remembered with halos.

Memories with...

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Under the stern, watchful superintendence
Of whispering palms on the white sand coast 
Where a thousand strong bow to the breeze
And thousands more swing to the beat 
Giriama dancers caress their kayambas
With bared breasts teasing the gathering  
With bared chests beating the drums 
Enhanced buttocks...

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Why can’t you just be evil? Like my mind
wants you to be: Unfaithful, shameful.
I want to hate you! But you’re too kind
and no matter you are always thankful
of me and my song of desperation
for pain and its un-winnable future.
I know! A heart’s betrayal may come
disguised...

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Twin Palms

In a pensive mood I walked downhill
Reflecting on the disappearing years
Wondering how many more autumns left 
To enjoy the golden sun on his way home
Down the flaming hill-side.
I spread out my palm to catch 
The messages of love sent
By my luminous-amorous lover.
My palm gilded...

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SPOONING WITH PARCHED PALMS

a banquet of butterflies flutter ~
    by her seaswept hair so bonnie. ~

sunshine and freckles fly free from the sky, ~
     illuminating blue eyes, ~
        dotting her suntanned...

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Remorseless sweaty palms

despite being prescribed glycopyrrolate.

Though the angst riddled psyche of mine crafted youth, long since receded, ebbed in the past, infringement, impingement, and indecent wracking wrath of mental illness, that even as a middle aged mwm of lxiv bold faced roam min times, I...

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THE PALMS
As dawn child brings a new illumination
Among the palms are hints of gentle motion
Their fronds now stir in elegant activation
Like ladies with refinement: a devotion
Their fluent gestures smoothing interaction
Smiles bows and fans precluding all infraction

As day advances so increasing breeze
Lends greater life to trees...

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JACKIE OILY PALMS

I recall them days that i lived
at the east coast of Kenya
then a college boy

We lived at the hostels near customs
in a place near an animal orphanage
Hallers park- near Bombolulu town

Where coastal s loved to partake
sweet palm wine straight from
the palm trees all...

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I would like to thank you for your visit.
I have removed these poems for a distant future book publication.
I believe we poets, can make a difference
in this world. We live in the 21st century,
we have tools( technology), we have our past,  and imagination.
We just...

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I feel the turn of fickle stars in my palms,
wrenching their way out,
challenging the ambition of a sinner's grasp.
 
It all falls loose;
sand at the feet of eternal eyes,
staring back into the shadows of memory.
 
Dreams struggle for breath,
suffer desperation, lack of color.
And in their...

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Florida

To live on sand where brown pelicans glide
And blue heron spear fish in shallow marsh
To watch egrets harvest insects that hide
in long hot summers that are sometimes harsh
Eyes of alligators pierce water's surface
and rattlesnakes lay silently in wait
This land of movement has a softer grace
and...

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The palms, the peas, the protea too
Showing up the lilies and iris ever blue.
The gourds and the daisies growing so fine.
Nothing outshines fungi which walks a clear cut line.
Tens of thousands of plant species
Growing more readily with help of feces.
From bulbs or seeds, makes no...

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On a humble donkey he once rode
Thunderous crowds by the road
Liberation they craved or
A salvation he gave forth

He rides into Jerusalem once more
With no glare from two thousand years ago
Fear has pulled back praisers out of his path
There was no red carpet but marks of...

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