Long Aides Poems

[This poem 'No God Of  Mine' was seemingly confounding readers as
to its meaning. Ordinarily, if I felt a poem wasn't  cutting it, I'd delete
it, but on this occasion, I've been asked to explain it... so here goes.]


By...

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So bridge to bridge, of other things speaking
Of which my comedy does not take care,
We walked; and reached the top, when seeking
For watching the next slit, then we stopped there
Malebolge to see and crying vain;
And...

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Crown of Sonnets in Iambic Pentameter: The Tale of Prince Zag


Note: The tale is six (6) sonnets long, each sonnet has 14 lines, each line contains variable words bearing 10 syllables, nevertheless, this tale bears...

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CAST:

Prince Zag The Freid: Son of King Othor The Freid, younger brother of Prince Zig The Freid

Duke Mor: Close friend of King Othor and an arbiter between father the king and of his son the...

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Cement, sand and gravel, blood, body and soul
Eternity bred from hell's darkest hole
Combine gruesome aggregates, hydrate the mix
Mould them and dry them, then stack up the bricks.

Thought in advance and precision laboured
Set automatic, eternity savoured
No...

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So, Yang,
who would you like to meet
your psychotropic doctor today?

[no answer]

I'm hoping Princess Yang
will speak with us today,
because she is my favorite,
I must confess
this PositivEnergy bias
for conserving nutritional activities,
nurturing co-relationships,
cooperative ZeroZone centering balance.

Hi,
I'm Princess Yang,
and...

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Some parents and cooperative school teachers
and classroom and bus aides and drivers
are discussing government regulations
restraining transportation providers
from providing therapeutic touch,
because of an over-compensation
for emotional dysfunction behaviors
leading to appallingly irreverent touch.

Toxic touch critical events
predict long-term non-lifegiving,
non-wellbeing...

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Dapper Drac had a panic attack, and topping off the dread
His trendy boots clashed with his suit, plus his white shirt was stained red

Sure his hair was right, and dynamite, as seen in the mirror
Yet...

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Wasn’t it just a week ago, that Mom was putting band-aides and mercurochrome on my scraped knee?   Didn’t I learn to ride a bicycle just a few days back?  When was it...

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Spindleshanks Ain't No Legend...

But sits here donned in his foreign
aged (not so lovely) bag of bones
barely functioning surviving, but by
skin off his teeth, (which explains
dentures) regretting, revisiting,
ruminating hellacious bout with

anorexia nervosa, approximately
five dozen (multiply) orbitz...

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In June of seventeen seventy-eight
General Clinton led British troops north,
forced to abandon Philadelphia,
he now marched leisurely for New York.

He knew American troops shadowed him,
and he realized that he had a good chance
to draw Washington out...

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Is it Hanukkah 
Or Chanukah 
Both are correct
It depends if you use the Latin or Hebrew dialect 

Regardless of what you say
The meaning is the same both here and far away 
It is an eight...

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This autumn morning with the birds waking up
and the leaves changing is Election Day. I meet
Jane Trichter on the downtown train and discuss
Henry's upset. Her skin is soft especially her cheeks
and she is intelligent and...

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Decades of a formula that only he knew about it and drew,
Cascades of his artwork came to a head in his last years,
Glissades of a swan in a lake that only a handful had seen,
Tirades...

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Sneaking A President On Presidents Day

Sneaking President Biden to Kyiv without anyone noticing, sounds like something out of a movie.  It really happened.  He arrived in Kyiv on a surprise visit, signaling 'unflagging...

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In the garden, The Christ did pray
For strength ardent to bear pain's stay.

Gethsemane, the Master kneels
To ask to be with fond appeal.

His close aides lie in heavy sleep;
The Christ now cries in pain so deep.

The...

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Everyday started out the same before.
People would be close,
but not too close.
We would hug,
kiss,
and greet each other.
Meet with friends and family on the weekends.
But now our world is turned upside down.
Overnight we were isolated,
life held...

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JUXTAPOSED AWARENESS

On and within the fullness 
of this beautiful sunshine day,
I peacefully sit here pondering 
the present chaos of the world.

How awe confusing…it all is–
outside, flowers are blooming,
birds and butterflies are soaring,
and the quiet wind...

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'That’s not my elephant, Miss Ella.  Get to tickets to Cairo tonight.'
I looked up from my desk, picked up the phone and sullenly said ‘alright’.
But before I could make that call, I had to...

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Hand In The Cookie Jar

The word is out, the waiting suspense is over...
Over here in this small young democratic country...

For quite some time, in this Bolehland of endless possibilities...
There has been fascinating accounts of financial...

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Look Nigel, Boris and Dave are all climbing out of the cave
No longer keen to be an MP - they’d rather freak-out at a rave!
The Commons have driven them sickly
So they’re clearing their desks rather...

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Wake up grumpy
tired
much older than yesterday.

Day fifty-seven,
an irrationally
not nice
non-round number,
since defiantly challenging daughter,
with the contextual right-brain unhealthy intelligence
of a sociopathic alligator,
last came home from school
or anywhere without me.

Remembering her school's response
when I suggested her six-hours-per-day...

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With the self declared  bomoh king around, smiles are going around...
Vigorously shared are pictures of  his quirky aids and aides gathered round....

One widely circulated pictures the venerated one  holding up a magical...

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Look  for the ancient pathway
Where the path breathes with life at every sacred step;
Heaving and yearning, 
gradually freeing our souls;
untwining and untangling even the ugliest knots. 
Until all we seek is Your  face,
And...

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Wretched working weekend
Friday, Saturday, Sunday,
twelve hour shifts,
praying for Monday.

Noisy nurse's station,
patients pressing call-lights,
you'd think they'd all be resting,
but instead they're up all night.

With their East Texas accents:
"I need hay-elp" patient cries,
always adding syllables,
"I wet my...

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