Clangs Poems

Stillbirth - Memories of 1987

...Within my own axis,
It did not slant
It did not drizzle.
The void shunned the grey clouds.
Lightning was rare.
Thunder turned mute.
Leaf-tops shook with the sleepiness of
Shameless drunks, cas...

The spell of chimes and jangles

...
want to hear from you
not with you laying it out
but in clangs and chimes
that evoke my own response ~
easier to write that way...

Do poets write what readers hear?

...
Poets have multiple aims, modes, reasons to write,
Which may match what readers want downright.

Some poets are simply lovers of words and language.
How they twist and turn, and meld on a page....

My Truths

...
                       Let's dispel the miss-truth of telling:
            I can't compel you to think my way.
Instead it's images, word play, rhymes, jangles, sounds and clangs
That I share, th...

Eli, Eli, lama Sabachthani?

...A temple bell clangs through echoing ears.
My vision today
could turn a green leaf brown.

Why do I tilt my head like a bird
just to see its reflection in
a muddy puddle?
Why the need to know
...

Driving Past the Fair

...
Fair is a word tossed between us,
quick breaths across wet teeth—
a fleeting agreement that nothing ever is,
except for our burning complexions
beneath the relentless, arid graze of summer sun....

Pluck a Poet

...Loves me, Loves me not?
Loves me, Loves me not?
Plucking petals is biased, as most flowers have 5 petals!
Counting the fingers and toes
of a poet, is ever so biased as well!
My dear, do you pluc...

The Land Question Hangs

...In a world where the land question hangs,
 A plight unseen by the oblivious eye, 
Lies the essence of fairness, as it clangs, 
Echoes of justice, as time passes by.

For land holds power, both c...

The Lighthouse Recounts a Tale - Story Poem

...Do you think I can save all ships in distress?
How wrong you are! Times when I sorely pressed,
Times when my beacon was snuffed out of its glory.
Oh, I can tell you many an adventurous story,
...

4am

...I have a window;
Any day— the traffic below is undying
with busy people, vehicles unending, and ambulances screaming for way.
men donning mud for clothes and wool for hair
command parking and dir...

Children Psychological Tortures

...She's been ordering the kids around,
After each child like a loosed greyhound;
Since they have fine time for snitching found,
She shall continue to them all hound...

Now,  she's instructing one...

Outlook

...when I last looked
snow sprawled in
like an embrace from a foreign world
outdoor walk suspended
by squabbles of sleeted wet
unappealing chords
of ice pellets that stand hair on edge
to coat a ...

The Motel Goodrest

...With plates and words in anger flying
My wife and I now deem it best
To cease all our screaming and crying
As I check into the Motel Goodrest

I arrive and plop down for a blissful night
...

Enduring a Monsoon

...I was awakened by the sounds of clatters and thumps
as a whoosh of breeze made my window blinds thud.
I rose with a groan and felt the rise of goose bumps...

Fig Leaf

...What does autumn sunshine gloriously reveal?
When the sun sets too swiftly in the west keel
When a breeze said, "Sweetheart, I admire you."
Now moan the dying chords of the gloomy view...

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