Long Annuals Poems

Icons are funny things,
she thought.

Heaven feels like a warm light circle
when we are thriving
and more like a cold dark triangle
of weaponed tipping points
against me
and mine
competitively not communicating
when we are barely surviving
above the mortally terrifying bottom
of...

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music    
             music
                 ...

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OH! Lord Jesus please cover me with Thine Praise! Let me
Draw closer and closer to Thee each and every day! May I
Freely worship and freely praise Thee now and for always!
OH! Lord Jesus I faithfully...

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Does the USA want a authoritative form of government? That is solely administrated via governmental edicts? Of course not but that is the very direction  our nation in rapidly headed in. And if it...

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Where would the wordsmith's of this world be, without its readers? Is what one of my commentator' informed me?  I am able to answer the inquiry quite clearly, "nowhere at all."  Without their...

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If you have sold out our country for money and honeytraps and power?
Your names will live on in infamy in the annuals of our nation's history.
Your names will live on forever in the annuals of...

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There was a Red Indian Chief 
his name was Raging Waters
he lived a pleasant life
surrounded by his four wives

They took care of all his needs
gave him strong sons and daughters
he ruled mainly in peace not...

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sorrowed and sullied, averting his eyes with a half-hearted smile
making his way down from her loft, on creaky steps, into the rain
over his shoulder, her fireplace casting a warm glow through her window
and the ember...

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Come along everyone and let us celebrate
An anniversary of importance.  The date?
Next July First! A day that will soon be here,
And one all will remember.  It’s very clear
Dates like this determine a National...

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On a lovely Sunday morning now that winters turned to spring,
I sit at my kitchen table listening to the blackbirds sing.
Warmth filters through my window from the rays of morning sun,
so while I drink my...

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When ruling orders are given,
subordinates must make it so
If they are evil decisions,
then lesser ranks should not yield their integrity
They should have enough moral fortitude to say no
A Jezebel justification
is an ancient war crime against...

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Come see me.
I'm just at the end of the dirt lane.
Just pass the flourishing sycamore and maple trees.
Just pass the vast meadow where crickets play and butterflies probe for nectar.

Come see me.
I'm just at the...

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We are gathered
Each and everyone
Honouring the forefathers
Glorifying every man
The mothers and fathers
Who made a stand
Paving a path, telling a story
Of how it began
Of ancient Kemet
Our homeland, the motherland
Told in oral history 
Then cast in stones
Diluted...

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An ordinary story
Sometimes
So bitter
So bitter

Yet bound 
And written together
Penned by you an me

Our great annuals
So heavy
So heavy

Of every wonderland
An' madness
We had dreamt into reality

It's our ordinary story
So dance with shadow   
Sway almighty!

As the...

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When conquerors came,
they took away only the best
The rest got left behind
This is the pattern of oppression,
the scourge of mankind
Repeated over and over again
throughout the annuals of time
People with skills always got carried away first,
replaced...

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Gardening in April
I am truly Nature's child.
The sun is newly warming.
The winds have slowed to mild.
Everything about me
Is so eager to begin.
My tools and knees are freshly oiled. 
Spring has uncovered Eden.
The azaleas and the...

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Sweet 16, Sealed in Wax
 Nothing compares, can't hold a candle,
To our togetherness in love,
Hand in hand we share our "One-dle",
As a ship in harbor, we nestle in our cove!
Nothing's like sweet sixteen,
Enamored , married...

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*Image of Winners of Connecting by Pixabay

Close Encounters of the Best Kind

Anon celebrations plumb us adjusts,
preceding months were more compatible,
familial presence friends superfluous,
plain chat wheedles a bit less fragmental,
pooled consciousness markup valuable,
fruitful homily affect harmony,
ripes...

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The Garden Vestibule
By Franklin Price
(inspired by Bob Vanasse)
4/12/2017

The grapevines are returning to the garden vestibule
A rebirth of the Springtime, shortly after April Fool

Time for the English Garden that we promise every year
Boundaries set for quite...

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We traverse the annuals since our youth, from a trek out the door and home to some floor, ere twilight dethrones from its crown, and bequeath it to the dominating dawn, my will-o-the-wisp does admit...

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Whirling and tripping of clouds stilted
From polar-late to polar-early brimmed
Made travellers frowned with positive effects
And less frightening bodies but ghost;
And chasing cheers cheerfully to the roamers
Stern and becoming handy to paddle soil
Some sandy,loamy though ours...

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Cloud Nine
It's Been Nine years,
They seem Short and Sweet,
Eyes Full of Joy Tears,
Shoes Full of Feet.

It's Been Nine Annuals,
Of Blues & Green Blossoms of Smiles,
Sans GPS or Shalom Manuals,
Our Careening Inner-Outer Space Miles.

It's Been a...

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Cloud Nine
It's Been Nine years,
They seem Short and Sweet,
Eyes Full of Joy Tears,
Shoes Full of Feet.

It's Been Nine Annuals,
Of Blues & Green Blossoms of Smiles,
Sans GPS or Shalom Manuals,
Our Careening Inner-Outer Space Miles.

It's Been a...

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Green and blue and yellow
radiates around my shell.
Cool warmth radiates from my skin.
Goodness and gentleness and kindness
orate from the tubes.

All is calm and well
yet within is indifference.
Evil me contained inside, why?
Once temptation now torturous desire.

The...

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peering out the kitchen window
you are on your knees working
afore the roses are a border
of smaller annuals
you know their names
intimate knowledge of their needs
hands that care for thee and me 
so often i find myself...

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