Impound Poems

Three For Monday

Poetry

Neither hobby
nor pastime
its grip ever
grows

Its hold on my
heart
through the drought
and the snow

Each word 
that it sends me
each phrase
to impound

And blessing
the silence
my Savior
— resounds

(1st Book of Prayers: August, 2025)

Divine Wind

Shinto
or Buddhist
the Samurai
served

Their honor
and legiance
in blood
was preserved

The sword
as their mantle
and spiritual
Lord

Death
was their preference
dishonor
— abhorred

(Shinjuku Museum: October, 2003)


Betwixt & Between

Better or worse
those two oxymorons
Lying in wait
entrapping the weak

Lo  and Behold
they claim self-importance
Lo and Behold
thoughts watered and meek

Polar extremes
they float barely conscious
To lure you between them
and hold you quite mad

Bye after Bye
they muddle your choices
Bye after Bye
— good orphaned with bad

(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)

Butterfly's Wander

Once upon a time
the old songs were new
On prairies unplanted
invaders were few 

Where rivers rolled onward
no ferries or towns
All riverboat minstrels
new ages impound

The time of the season
unmeasured refrain
And cursed belladonna
tomorrow to reign

As butterfly’s wander
o’er questions unasked
A dark shrouded answer
—  the future unmasks

(Dreamsleep: April, 2025)

A singular Drop; That's All There Was

I gaze upon an opaque silver sky,
Descending dewdrops, developing above the mustache maw.
Ascending the nape to taste cherubim cry,
Permeating petrichor, pervade the nasal in auspicious awe.

Palpable pain of tactile taps
Kissing canker sores and rainstorm rush.
Radically rampaging, for its rapid relapse
Rain, it's infinite, swirling fervor flush

To drown by an inundated impound,
A vehement, vicious, void that immersed,
Wandering weakly on the ocean gored ground,
Drowning, isolated lungs; bellowing burst.

The tyrant tsunami my miracle world-wide flood,
Exploding existence, imploding insistence, ichor pools; blackened blood.

Radiance

In grace divine, she guides with ease,
Her empathetic heart, is a  masterpiece.
With beauty, brains, and a gentle spark,
She shines, illuminating every dark.

Journey of life, joys you embrace,
Erasing sorrows with gentle grace.
Achievements come, applauses resound,
Smile bright, let no one impound.

Daughter, sister, wife, and mother dear,
Strength personified, casting away every fear.
Let's honor them in every stride and sway,
For their courage and grace, this Women's Day.

A Wrested Weather - Virelai

Spring winds blow their sound,
Winter now is bound.
Knees in,
Melted, sludgy-browned,
Green peaks through the ground.
These in,
Nature's own impound,
Exiled now, grave mound,
Squeeze in.

Snow tries to reason,
Get one last freeze in,
Surprise!
Vernal, yet weazen,
March smells a treason,
The lies!
Mad by degrees in,
Arrogant season,
Reign skies!

Hasten Cold's demise,
February spies,
Be drowned.
Viridescent eyes,
Vegetation rise,
Be gowned,
Prep and lionize,
Time yields yearly prize,
Be crowned!

America Said Okay

I marvel at the seemingly small things
That collectively form America
And wonder that a human did those things
Without praise or question - just an "Okay"
When told to wire electricity
Into every room in Manhattan-
Or build a building a hundred stories high
Or lay a pipeline three thousand miles long
Or build a dam to impound a mighty river -
Just an "Okay" to remove a mountain
And replace it with a city
America has never heard,"Are you serious?"
It was built on, "Okay"

12-20-19

Hearts To Impound

What is the difference 
  between a fact and the truth

One limited in time,
  the other free and unproved

Language and formula,
  the great deceivers abound

As the light burns inside us
  —our hearts to impound

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

I Will Always Come Back Stronger

Don't stand by me, 
if you're going to be mouthy 
and doubt me,
go back and respect my boundary,

your septic perspective and negative pictures will be deflected from my eyes and ears, 
reject through control, selective subjective inspections of your lies, so clear,

I don't need to see photo's for truths,
when dealing with bozo brain youths,

I wont be bullied on the ground and crying to your sly,
I'm the bullet to impound and leave you dying, am I.

Death Be Not Imminent

The dreams of a soldier…
   dead bodies impound

A warrior’s spirit
  his enemy found

The battle once over
   a new war to find

Though death be not imminent 
   —all sleep to remind

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)

Invictus

Bind my hands
Shackle my feet
Rain lashes on my body
Prick, prod, impale and crucify
You can impound my freedom
You can bludgeon me bloody...

Still, I stand tall
Proud, unbowed,
My spirit is yet free
I am yet, the master of my soul!


(Inspired by W.E. Henley's Invictus)

~Contest: A Freed Verse
~Sponsor: Brian Strand.

~"I Stand Here" contest
   Sponsor: craig cornish

A Fragile Wish

Still hope before the final petals fall
and feather ~ slowly drifting to the ground;
I cry within my heart a dreadful pall,
myself, a hopeless painful love impound.
As crimson beckons softly to cajole,
I yearn the skin as smooth upon your breast,
to cradle and to sooth my troubled soul
and whisper words that put my mind at rest.
The lonely roses pale without your lips
and blossoms fade without your blushing cheeks,
as colors of the day to moonlight slips
I pray once more to hold the love I seek.
My darling love please save me from this fate,
I lie alone ~ for only you I wait.

Cruel Winter

My wilting flower is wounded by the unsympathetic frosted winter crust, its head is bowed as if to proclaim and succumb to its demise.

The panorama is roofed by a mantle of deep yawning snowfall, treachery to the splendour of the customary sincere beauty.

By fortune, or its competence; the icy waters impound the curious and disorientated prey into the abyss.

The infinite shroud of grey will endeavour to obscure any minuscule glow of contentment, undeniably seeking inhospitable retribution.

The dormant and secreted existence will unearth itself once more

My Spirit Unbound

Death once so foreign,
  calls like a friend

Voice ever gentle,
  heard at the end

Death once a nightmare,
  dreams to impound

Now comes to free
 —my spirit unbound

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)

Hold

Immortal rebound, hold the loss
of grace in kind, I so repent,
some answering of heart's dissent
surrounds with moral ego's gloss!

In constancy, the voice impound
in aggravating columns hound,
Oh, Peace, help me not so resent
the efforts wailing, loudness bound!

This vision's counsel, learned sake
what reprimand, which stand to take,
the diplomatic goal to wit
unknowing outcome, franchised fit?

To live hope's vision, contemplate
while words assailing hinder sound,
the throw of it not duplicate
by speaking not . . . I hold my ground!


PSALM 56:1-13

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