Long Alphabetized Poems

Digging my own grave synonymous with a sense of accomplishment

Quite an undertaking
to break ground
figuratively, and symbolically linkedin
while able bodied and mindedness
readies cemetery plot within Elysian Fields
although honestly, and truthfully
as an organ donor,
yours truly opts for...

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In Search of 50 Names(couplets alphabetized for ease of footnoting the names)

A) A tom cat sits in heather nearby a willow tree.
Rose and jasmine fill the air. A billy goat I see.

B) 50 words that...

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index finger of left hand
     (likened to Michelangelo
meticulously chiseling away
     at marble block), this poe
whit attempts to coax (zealously
     tap into his latent...

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When I gaze far off into the night sky
The chaos is not pleasing to the eye.
Seems there was never an overall plan
When the beginning of time began.

I don’t mean to sound so high and mighty
But...

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Psychologists,
sociologists,
anthropologists,
and theologians, curiously,
are more likely to confuse the tragic end of humanity
with the end of EarthLife's developmental 
and sacred significance.

Environmentalists,
holistic ecologists,
integral biologists,
students of pre-historic religious re-connecting rapture
are less likely
to collapse the sacred rebirthing value of...

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Wood chew believe aye took stock...?

Upon a whim, an endeavor
arose to communicate
cumulative key whatchamacallit,
yea...nuggets o' wisdom, asper
about yours truly no reason, nor

rhyme unwinding, tooling sputtering
most vexing mystery more
baffling than any whodunnit,
asper in this ole rattle...

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Religion wrapped up with a bow
Sanitized, alphabetized, in 
order all up in a row
No questions asked your belly 
full your pockets overflow 
Sieg heil, tow the party line
You'll be religion"s ho
Grab your pitchforks, torches 
too we...

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Spoken And/Or Written Words

Time gone by e'er since being quiet natured boy,
more so nowadays declare exhausting countless
hours expending, extolling, and exuding prufuse
joy, no surprise, asper experiencing passion, sans
reading (select age appropriate material as a lad...

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Thursday, December 31, 2020 signals conclusion of latest leap year

Whether alphabetized, digitized, 
homogenized, marginalized, satirized... place names
from "A" to Zaire
Thursday, December 31, 2020
signals conclusion of latest leap year.

The Pacific island of Tonga first
to ring in...

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(Note: In this abecedarian poem, I redacted the name of the particular denomination to protect the innocent and to universalize the context. Fill in your own favorite groups! Prejudice against those perceived to be “other”...

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(Note: This poem was written shortly after the 2022 Olympics and after Richard Branson and Jeff Bezos rode their rockets in a new space race for billionaires.)

Races

By Mark D. Stucky
Our country had a Space race
to...

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I find it easier
and, admittedly, more fun
to climb through tough terrain,
piles of leaves,
loose rocks,
debris,

If
and when
my goal is not to push sweaty through
by force of independently superior will,

But
to dance
with EarthTribe's diverse
and miraculous co-creations,
sometimes feeling monstrous,

While marching
up...

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Memories for All Times
Memories carried through life,
Are kept safely in our minds.
The little section of our brain, 
Called Memories For All Times.
 
Memories tucked safely away,
Full of wonderful times we've had.
Categorized and alphabetized,
So we can...

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Memories carried through life,
Are kept safely in our minds.
The little section of our brain, 
Called Memories For All Times.
 
Memories tucked safely away,
Full of wonderful times we've had.
Categorized and alphabetized,
So we can recall them -- at...

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Hate Vacuuming?

By Mark Stucky
Vacuum cleaners are pneumatic nobles,
built to cleanse our offices and homes,
sucking dust from floors and crevices
to discard in trash cans
(where dirt belongs).

What if we could also build a machine
to vacuum hate from...

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Weapons of Wonder

By Mark Stucky
If humans must wage war,
let it be upon our own evils.
Let there be genocide on
violence and divisiveness,
malice and indifference,
prejudice and inequity,
foolishness and falsehoods.

If humans must make weapons,
let us weaponize goodness,
arm ourselves...

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Each moment of Now dissolving
Into the murkiness of yesterday eyes
Perched upon the epochs pinnacle
Vision thickening passes times shadow
Beckoning out in desperate timbre
“Hold!! You forgot me…”

Eyes lamented in sorrowed rapture
Alphabetized memories recalled
So alive themselves I hear...

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He had a disorderly mind.
She had an ordered one.

She had cerebral files,
binders,
alphabetized answers
for every occasion.

He would come to her
with questions
like - what-do-you-call-it
and who’s-his-face
and whatever was the name of 
some thingamajig or other.

She would calmly dig...

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