Long Admonishments Poems

I grew up and out on a four family-owned,
and cooperatively-organized,
extended matriarchal farm.

Four interdependent 1940s through 1970s patriarchally managed businesses,
without substantial questions about who should wear pants,
yet with a surprising matriarchal cooperative understory.

The boxers outnumbered the...

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Oh Israel I called you forth to listen
there can only be one master to the house
I redeemed you all to belong as brothers
as your service to me you have espoused 
 
Why do you seek...

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Protective Lyricism for the Ages Part One

In awe of Bob Dylan’s poetic creations 
The war of the villains eccentric provocations 
The score of penicillin for preventative medications 
The law of premonitions filled with the Holiest vibrations 

Refusal to compromise...

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Blue dreams filtered through blood soaked eyes.
Dreams that swept by with tornado speed
creating a vacuum that pulls my very being
awake to face another day. i`m thirsty.

My skin crawls with a thousand chills from
the cheap wine...

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Summers' thunderings gather in brooding, heavy clouds
Soundless masses with shuddering voices
Calling through an untamed sky
Shaking above the meeker Earth,
Pillars of rain, shot through, flashings in their depths,
Electric fires running through the close, wet darkness -
Thunderings...

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There I stood.

Despite the education received in the Personal Growth class from my Catholic High School;
Despite the admonishments from my father concerning becoming “whipped”;
Despite the late bloom I would realize when it came to experiences...

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The warning
The warning will come, it always will
At first it will come gently
A whisper softly like a breeze
It’s kind and it sounds friendly
But sometimes this may be in vain
For the ears choose to ignore
So The...

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A lifetime seen thru silence at your side,
          From tiny lad to manchild in your shade,
          ...

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How was it that I knew so little?
Your constant admonishments seemed so brittle.
But, as time progressed from day to day
I began to realize, that was just your way.

You taught me things I knew not
and in...

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...to my Mum


She was always in the kitchen, 
kneading pastry with good humour,
blending garnishes and gossip
as she plied her magic wand
and it was dinner time.

Struggling with algebra 
I'd agonize for hours, 'til frustration
got the best...

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If I could remember the admonishments
of the gods,
then stalkings 
by the fabulous four,
pestilence, drought, flood, and famine,
not to mention the universal decimator war,
would reduce me to a common denominator
childlike in my passions.

Driven into obsessiveness
yet unrepentant
crowded...

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