Hope Chant Royal Poems

As for Mornings

The skin on my feet crinkles and looks like an old newspaper left out in the sun, I have five pairs of shorts...

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The time of peace

Christmas day and rain, disappearing polar bears in the Hudson Bay 
and in the USA, a frost bomb explodes over America from...

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The gambler

The night, on the other side of the bay, is a spinning roulette 
garish, the entrance to the cave of the netherworld
guns and uniforms...

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Looking at people who are damaged in different ways,
As a mirror that is dropped, broken never the same though a few try.
Broken the pieces that...

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Endurance 

Sat on the terrace
Waited for stars.
It was overcast
Delayed a bit longer.
Then it was morning
And rain fell.
Big drops
In each one
I saw 
An echo of stars
Too...

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BLACK I AM

WE THE PEOPLE, DESCENDANTS FROM THE GREAT CONTINTENT OF AFRIKA!
A LAND OF MANY LANGUAGES AND CULTURE

BLACK I AM

WHO WALKED THE EARTH LONG BEFORE...

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On wings of twilight her hopes flew away
As day eagerly swam into night
Simply had not been a wonderful day
Stars in the sky were a glorious...

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"Before I write another stanza 
I'll watch a re - run of Bonanza"

Waiing to muse to strike I realax with an old western show soo....

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Just as it is said that power corrupts, so does the lack of it, possibly,which may also just destroy, if it does not corrupt first,...

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MY INTENTIONS WERE TO GET THOSE
 WHO WANTED TO SING TO SING !
THOSE WHO WANTED TO DANCE, TO DANCE.
AND IF YOUR GIFT WAS MAKING NOISE
...

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It twas Christmas

such a cherry time

where hope once did reside

 

Merry was he

all full of zest

and prosperity

 

Off to meet a Merry friend

popping around the bend

 

Pub in...

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Pedestrians are moving ups and downs the day can define the differences he experiences in the bathroom, cars buzzing their noise, around my understanding I...

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(To a brother, he gives his biryhday celebration to be with the less fortunate kids. He is a hand of this nation)
Love ain't an illy...

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Nylon blue, nylon blue cloth dangles on the line,
Ordinary people dine over wine and droop over the line to the tine 

Nylon blue, nylon blue...

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Hi Folks,

I picked this poem back up from about four years ago (It was called Caution and Joy back then) and added another stanza to...

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