Best Tenured Poems

Lily of the Nile 

O Lily of the Nile, your enchanting
purple starburst blooms
rise on naked stalks to greet

lovers on their river stroll as
nature lifts their...

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Strong Coffee Ate A Silver Spoon

Strong coffee ate a silver spoon
Blind feline lapped up the spilled milk
Sweet relief cannot come too soon
I slept on sheets...

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Miz Liberty welcomed Luigi to America's shores to begin a brand new life.
He arrived at Ellis Isle with piles of baggage, three kids and his...

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KISMET
If ever the mind could decipher the mien of an intuited presence,
Would it insinuate that which is understood?
It is never a thing to perceive, that...

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With love banter she did persist
But my riposte barbs did resist

Few frothy gestures; emotions to grist
But my playful hands pounded with fist

On a lite, free-flowing...

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Freelance wanderer carefully navigating the vast expanse
Shadow warrior doth stealthily advance without 
remonstrance
With bartered lance, pawned knife; abridged parlance
Shuffling in tantric harmony o'er unforgiving terrain;...

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On the edge of barren, corroded shore
Where sailors ply their trade no more
No tenured harbor gallant fleets to moor,
or docks to greet restless crew, strident...

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With awkward reach
the strike of the pen has tipped the ink well
splattering onto white paper,
vanquishing the lyrics from the poet’s pen,
scribbling vignettes of joy or...

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I hope it would not be a parody of Michael Morrell’s political scientific position
to suggest all relationships are political
and all political relationships fall somewhere on...

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The old doors of Twickenham our footfall hears not again
The willows by dry canals lodge no longer sad complain
The ploughs are rusted in the field,...

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Prattlers, this voice on stage tenured its talents well
Acme of the art, the rare thespian my father spoke
Ubiquitously your destiny's duality, and swell
Lauding you, my...

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A merry band to profer hope in the land
A lute, fiddle, drum to make brigandry grand
A staff, bow, arrow to strafe the noble strand
A sworn...

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Stephanus Marcus Book I
Canto2
Verses 4 and 5

The hunting parties ride in teams of three.
Each force has falcon trained in cage for prey.
Groups make a wager...

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Belts, paddles, switches, and rulers were once instruments of punishment.
Although very rarely, in my early years, a belt was Daddy's favorite.
I was always a quick...

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You ever wondered mindlessly
as you take in the scenery
then all of a sudden
you spot the one

That tenured man
staring into the silence
reminiscing on life
and all he's...

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