Best Prescient Poems

I take my hat off for the flag
  I stand up straight; let others sag
I get all weepy for Old Glory
  thinking of...

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OMENS
O’er wintry land bare trees now sway
On wing above, black birds traverse
Occluded skies of baleful grey
Outspreading wings imparting curse 

Yet outcomes told by prescient sense
With...

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The Pilgrim’s Ghost of a Thousand Heavenly Dreams

Looking through a magical dewdrop we now see an enchanted
Chandelier, liquid-sparkling pure, where a mystical quicksilver 
Mirrors a...

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...Apologies to Heraclitus and W. H. Auden...

We, defeated by the merest things,
in defeat, endure...for now.

No abiding truth in faith:
origins and destinations
we cannot differentiate,
all random, unguided
by...

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Rhythms of Glass

These shards of you
Broken from the whole crystal you
Glittering razors
Of soft defenseless
Leave me begging their wounds
To pierce me more

Each slithers delicate reflection
Holds you
With...

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OMEN
O’er wintry land bare trees now sway
On wing above, black birds traverse
Occluded skies of baleful grey
Outspreading wings impart a curse 
Omen of darkest consequence
Outcomes perceived...

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Behind the reaper, glistening beneath
the fading rays of light,
crude elements of happenstance
lie in its wake, passed over
and awaiting those who glean
the afterbirth.

Yes, there is that...

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Grease Monkey Rainbows
                      ...

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I'm so confused,
raised to believe cooperative love overpowers competing fears
about scarcity of time, 
and other resources,
and anger about past over- and under-valuing of myself
as a...

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"My college try at 'You're in a Horror film "


               something...

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My grandparents' grandparents,
all sixteen,
digging roots through cultural meristems,
young adults,
adolescents during Time's 1880's,
post Civil War birth of Sir James Crow monoculture.

What would we name this self-hatred,
this...

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Long Long Ago*
(revised)

“Tell me the tales
 that to me were so dear
long, long ago,
 long long ago.”

My fingers played 
in simplified rendition,
prescient I suppose
of the...

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Prevarication permits pretend perception, presenting
piquantly piqued, pimply pimping playboy, plucky
pulchritudinous previously pusillanimous, prevalently
puckish, psychic packman, pokemon playing proletarian

puppeteer pygmy, peevishly punky, plummy, plumy,
pompously pushy, pampered,...

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"This Naked Dance"



This naked dance
before the tenuous 
judgement of sentences
the company of words 
from all the silent voices 
seated in the front rows 
of this...

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Why is it that gratitude
as response to truth with beauty
seems universally consensual as Positive Psychology,
mental health,
appropriate respect for life's naturally secular graces,
and yet ego's truth...

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