Long Archival Poems

I’ve always loved music. As a little girl, I could spend hours going through peoples CD collections, sampling them with my little battery-operated CD player. If you showed me a stack, rack or box of...

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Soul Sanctuary

Wandering through a moveable museum of memories columnar
Dusting off exhibits of moments held fast in watercolors gossamer

Milestones chiseled into fleeting moments of atonement,
Soft edges of first love painted in golden moments –

Brushing aside gauzy...

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Sanctuary

Wandering through a moveable museum of memories
Dusting off exhibits of moments held fast in gossamer watercolors;
Milestones chiseled into fleeting moments,
Soft edges of first love;
Brushing aside gauzy cobwebs on photo negatives
Blushing with pastel transparency in opaque...

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My prayer for Mykhalylo Tyaglyy* in his tasks as researcher, writer, and editor:


Desirous to serve God, work toward His kingdom advancement-height

Be useful for His glory, with cooperative, humble, joyful disposition-light

Contribute your necessary part, being a...

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That I came back to live 
in the region both 
my parents died into 
that I will die into 
if I have nothing else 
I have this and 
it's not morbid 
to think this way...

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Low void on the high end
Teared fists in midst of Tears of mist 
Tarried sand on the solo voyage twist 
Of the cause, and still the reason
Between the terrain and the everlasting rains
An unfolded mind...

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Emotionless, the doctor applied tools.
The foetus extracted,
they wheeled her away.
Although she could not move,
and could not relieve herself,
they did not check upon her
until the next day.

The Aerobus arrived
to take her to the
nursery planet,
where she would...

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Chronicler of History

History goes back as you might guess
Through vast tracks of time out there to be cataloged and measured
And a couple minutes more, before the universe was born
It discovered Hobo Jack at home within...

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NOT THE ARTIFACTS OF SERENDIPITY

The earth a blue planet isn’t alone in the vast cosmic space
A planetary maze the limitless depths of the universe encase.

Life’s evolution milieu isn’t perhaps a condition unique here
Why intelligent organic...

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Rain rushed in like a concert audience.
There’s nothing calm about Spring’s arrival.
The specter gusts regrets and survival,
Strip limbs for whips — a sore obedience.

A path cut through, a cold subservience.
The robin’s heavy breast with cheep...

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On synthetic derelict stage of deception domain,
I gyrate the split mind, ensnared by bipolarity chain.
Under illusive limelight of ostentatious time, 
I’m entangled in machinated invasive paradox prime.
In make-belief life’s drama I act with no compunction,...

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You call up and say:
“Hello, how are you today?”
I’m dead and rottin’ away,
But my droid is pretty bright,
It answers “I’m all right!”

You celebrate the bi-centennial,
And call up your oldest serving menial:
My spirit is hardly congenial,
But...

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As I was walkin’ down the street
I thought I saw him ahead,
I followed on trembling feet
wherever he led.

We threaded through the crowd
And entered a dark lane.
The sun blushed behind a cloud
As I leapt into his...

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When the war of worlds' was done
And the Colonists owned the sun,
The old miner from Sirius One
Gleaned the galaxy for his son.

He sought the brave boy he knew
He'd disowned in four thousand & two.
Though the...

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Raindrops keep falling on my head
Long after I think I am dead;
With a chest of iron and legs of steel,
I have a body I just can’t kill.
Rain drops cover the gut in the bin,
And I...

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I weep, I weep, I weep;
And volunteer for long term Cryo-sleep.
If in five hundred years’  time
I am full and in my prime,
He and she will be but a dream
Imprinted upon the wall by my...

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In the orchard
under the stars,
I have the kind of company
I never had before.
The creature I came here with
appeared to be human,
but my hands feel a scaly back,
and stiff fur pricks my chest.
A hooked beak tears...

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The power of time travel lies
In the laughter of your eyes.
It lifts me up and takes me away
Ten years ago today.

The demons in the past
Fade pale and fast,
As we re-enter childhood
To settle in the land...

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Church Had A Cross

Church had a cross with some spires:
Walls are covered with red, radiant fires
While in middle are three doors
You enter to walk on church’s floors.

Banners and pennants are in blue sky;
Out front is...

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