Best Posthaste Poems

orchids, mist-moistened,

              on prim petals, dews glistened,

     ...

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The Shifting sands
Kingdoms of Dunes
Desolate sands
No life. Low tide
Landfalls now twixt mud and sand
And then the seals appear
Their sad calls staying in my memory

I walk...

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"Open Oceans"



Kneeling on pearls
wisdom preys

praying
preying

hungry hearts
count the days 

wasting away
in all that preying 

for prayers 
to be answered

children become
strangers

reading 
strange words

finding 
themselves puzzled

genuflecting to a...

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There are moments when troubles enter our life’s
And we can do nothing to avoid them
But the one's we can
They look convoluted unless we demystify
But we...

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First a simple lunch –
soup, salad, rolls and dessert
(and wine if we choose).
Then the book.*
 
We become critics when we read.
That's half the fun of...

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NOTE:  This is the 2nd THIRD of a funny 3-part piece. No other way to post it due to file size limitations. It's a...

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They paused neath a tortured moon

whence delusions met ocean tides,

eliciting a volatile hurricane's vortex

masking intentions in the sand,

whilst escaping horizons surrender

under disillusionment of passion

in posthaste...

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muscles of the clock
shook me awake, as i neared
the slim margin between dusk
and dawn, having slipped
up - intensity of dread —
soft sunlight alarms the blinds.

i...

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I enjoy reading through the New Poems List
Skipping only those who’ve proven a waste
Naming even ten, so many would be missed
I could never perform this...

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With rushing hands about our hips
      and loving thoughts so hardly chaste,
let locked together be our lips
   ...

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Much like a lucid ambient layer—
I find myself floating down to the surface
Into the stratosphere without a care—
Projections about which I cannot repurpose:
Into my own...

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NEIGHBORHOOD WALK


strolling posthaste past neighbors

a walk to kickstart spring

“too fast drivers”

“lovely day”

woman on cell

no fence, defense, boundary

wave, keep on moving

witch-hazel shrub, same as last year

those...

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A child from the 'burbs on a Big Apple trip
Found it all more than slightly exciting - 
The buses, the taxis, the swings and the...

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A verbal warning this day
of redundancy, an end to
Twenty-four years of hard graft,
releases doleful innuendoes
from those safe, left on the staff.
Each dawn! That initiates, now
leaves...

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I enjoy reading through the New Poems List
Skipping only those who’ve proven a waste
Naming even ten, so many would be missed
I could never perform this...

Read more of this work...