Long Archived Poems

This page shows my writing process and is part of Poetrysoup's first workshop.  The workshop's intent is to reveal how revision strengthens a poem. Constructive feedback can be a gift.  Should any journal...

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When the mirror of 
               life is a gossamer film,       
 veiling v i n...

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Lava pours to staunch a ruptured womb, green mists warn from the pit of one to walk from it, slick and groomed.

It is hard to believe we have to put up with this shat.
Where are...

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(Holding fire and water together) 
I don't know why the rain keeps writing the 
name of Nigeria on the ground in every corner. 
I don't know why we are this broken and 
tortured like the...

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(an archived interview with Orlando City Beat Magazine)
{q & a with Matthew J. Palm}
Q.)  
" J.S., WHEN DID YOU KNOW YOU WERE A WRITER?"
A.)
"No one knows when they are a writer. Everyone thinks they...

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"SUPERSEDURE" 
(Part 2 - Our Sacred Lady of the Divine Perfect Imperfections")


In her heart there pounds a drum
it starts off faint, then buzzes to
crescendo, a ferocious hum, 
like an old Queen Honey Bee’s 
small remaining...

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Ridding small businesses
from the Theocracy resetting the diabolicalness through idiocracy
Update, obfuscate code test test test trust penetration the Oligarchy programming all the rest
Of us
Bleeping SOS MF in kind.
5G and Electric Eye reverse mask,
Rewind.
GPSNL-Media 4th Reich....

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The rising of the seventh moon in an ornamental lampshade is equivalent to a nice round smiley dinner plate that had been recently washed,
Recently washed is neither a rotating wimpy wishing walker and neither is...

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The summer winds caress my skin.
Teardrops like squeezed  lemon drops spill.
A joy ride down my cheeks.
Joy emancipated from sadness speaks
Splash, it splatters on the ground.
A crown like structure  in slow motion seen.

Life cannot...

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I remember just a few years ago
I remember me feeling so excited
I couldn't resist smiling
I couldn't resist thinking of my future
Today I'm going to be honest
Honest with you and
Honest with myself
I have never archived much...

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And this song fell out from my father's lips:
Of boys learning to drop the corpse of their
parents' bodies on the high mountain of Jos, 
Of  girls who came home learning to place fingers 
on...

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I'd have loved to see the bluebirds fly
above the white chalk-cliffs of Dover--
and as they were blithely soaring over,
immersed in thought I'd lie
in calm repose upon that beach,
admiring their swooping forms,
evanescent, in fleeting storms,
like ballet...

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The Golden Years  

We celebrated the years with so many memories, birthdays, funerals….
As we took a stroll through life and archived all the memories we had featured 

With these golden years 
We reflected on...

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fine isn't a road traffic fine....it is a fine of a finest fin favour flashing feverishly
FINE

Fine?

Fine is a shrine,
Not a mortified prawn,
Fine is a tail,
Of a cloud wisp at dawn,
But a fortified wine could build...

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Deep in his heart had urgent need to go just one last time,
To place where he grew up; would childhood memories rebound?
Went with fear and misgivings; was he wise or asinine?
Step after step, he strolled...

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“Shades of Blue, Daily Devotions” 

shades of blue
safe harbour 
waves lap across
our hearts 
we leave the safety 
of comfort 
out into the 
unexplored,
Life, how far 
can we go,
minds lift 
anchors 

shades of blue
deep waters 
wash...

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"You know, there is still such a thing as execution."
That's a direct quote from Donald Trump
our current puppet USA president,
responding to a question,
regarding whistleblower Edward Snowden,
wanted by our government for the crime of treason,
because former...

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Magnetic attraction, enchanting dream of a lifetime -
	majestic pyramid attracts my eye, 
	mystique draws me in
	
O, your architecture! Pavilions, colonnades; art enclosing art,
	every square inch deliberately designed,
	ceilings pour forth scintillating splendor
	
Antiquities from Rome, Egypt, the...

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Memories... Pictures of the past..
Childhood to adult ...time after time.. 
Pictures capturerd by the mind.. 
Every living one.. Ever lived one.
Have or had.. collection of some.. 
Beautiful once..Happiest once...
Remarkable once.. Victorious once..
Romantic once..Pondering once.. 
Friendship...

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I recall words, revisit them,
are surprised how many
have different meanings to me
now than before.

Memory keeps racing into the future,
while stacking up more interpretations -
more import from words.

Symbols and pictographs,
evolved into a written language -
words created...

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In the old green country
The artist painted beauty
The river in a flow of orange
A blue-grey backdrop
The rolling Drakensburg mountain range

A mosaic of nine shades
With eleven distinct tones
Under the cool shade of a willow
He painted a...

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'Breaking the Trauma Bond'
Do you still like me? 
Let me count the ways.  
The tired old familiar abuse,  
The ugly scowl,  
The “get outta here’s!” 
“Don’t give me that kind of sh..t!!”...

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Lanky’s Chronicles

We meet a long-limbed white boy that said his family was owners of slaves.
He was a leggy ole boy and bony angular in his physical ways.
Uncle Tom was from his past.
He described plantation life...

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“The place of cure of the soul.”

Millions, clasped beyond Minerva's hall,
While inquisitive and confident hard.
Headed down towards different thoughts;
To giant collections, questions, borders strange.

There stood content's house of three.
In front, moved in cylindrical copyrights,
In round...

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Due to his callous disregard, he divided her intent
       Wanting to be loved was rapidly replaced
       With needing to be nurtured

  ...

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