Long Archways Poems

The first time I saw my father I was a year and 8 months old. He had returned home for a short respite  before shipping out to England to prepare for the invasion. It...

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Impeachment is neither a peach, a pullover nor is it a purple plum. And a sanctimonious swan is neither a swamp spinning yarn nor a spotty sporty spade. Ok then. Paste and post but not...

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Talk to me now...of day break
Of questing light
The sky
Salted with clouds
crimson with a spectrum of a rainbow at dawn
or
peppered with grey and raindrops

Sugared all
with the seeds of a new day

The question lies ahead
eventually we all...

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The Accoutrements of Knowledge



The accoutrements of knowledge
had crept into his life, overtaking it.
No more did he sit and think,
idly allowing nuance to shade gray
the black and white of learning’s
playful inconsistencies.  Old books,
manuals, manuscripts, texts,
subscribed...

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The sun withdraws gently, a charmingly shy figure,
Upon the eyelashes of the expanse, a longing rests.
The clouds, abandoned poets with dreams dry on their temples,
Fall, like leaves of the sky, on the cheeks of turned...

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Softly so softly you whisper....
as soothing ocean waves
drawing me to you.
ablaze with all who you are
loves pure light.....
loves pure essence
your never far away....underpining. 

Heartbeat of my heartbeat
it beats to you....my pure breath.
Holy, the ancient of...

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My Childhood Home


My lovely childhood home, I miss it so...
built Eighteen Eighty-Six, so long ago.

Three floors, all rooms with mantled fireplaces; 
carved woodwork, archways, spindled winding stair;
cathedral ceilings, sparkling chandelier
in dining room enjoyed on holidays.
Third...

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Boated through the tantalizing Kerala backwater
                      in a pleasant summer morning;
   ...

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On this day of all days
         Twilight whispers
                  Songs of...

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Naked Beneath the Robe


Would you have us all dress the same?
Coerce us into believing it is our favorite outfit,
influence the tide of fashion down a one way street.

Would you limit the words available to us?
Deny...

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Every morning... every evening,
he feels like an island in a lake,
a deep lake glistening in lithesome ripples.
His cranky old face sees an illuminated white lotus, 
withering in shades of shaggy eyebrows and wrinkled hands.
The sylvan...

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Elegant intoxicating ballroom, with polished marble floor, archways lining the walls rising to the ceiling in mahogany trim. Candle holders with lit candles between each arch to match the elegant enormous Swarovski crystal chandeliers glittered...

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Close my eyes to paint a picture
Takes me back to a time when I was just a kid
The world around me was ever growing
And there was a sweet innocence in everything I did

The morning sun...

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1st amendment atrocities
Secondary nature

Pound for pound
They scream above holy lungs
Of righteous contradictions

As humanity continues to dry-hump “social” media,
Their sedentary psychiatrist

Judgmental lip smacks
Chapped from the arrogant vowels
They spit
Another syllabic lyric
Within our home of the “free”

Our 50...

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The season of their loving

    hung in the warm glow

enjoined by streams

       under

canopies of green

 

he extended his hand

       ...

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Years ago, in a big transition in my life,

I witnessed three rainbow archways.

Framed by sun-kissed red apartments,

The setting sun kisses goodbye to the cloudless sky.


I took a picture then, between the runs from my old...

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The Rider

Slivers of skyline
tree arms of emerald
the waning sunset,time runs out
peach colored archways, lest we forget

Golden grass tall as fences
white birches swaying gently
the howls of a wolf
in the dark of night

Emptiness and fog
go hand in...

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Sticky sweet misty slippery slide
                           Coins overflow cauldron of...

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12/8/16


It's been a long time coming
It can be pretty amazing, when you actually put your mind to something

On this planet
Multiple meteors and comets landed
Causing lots of damage
Some irreparable, but the Earth was strong enough to...

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Once upon a time, I wanted some Archways,
Those yummy spicy Windmills, I say,
So good spread with soft cream cheese,
To keep myself if you please.

Got in my clunker to head down the road,
Hidden in that car...

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Strolling the city streets with your heart on my sleeve 
I'm demeaned by lies then left to cry

Staggered beauty through archways i watched her go away
without a word to say if we’ll try again

No i’ll...

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The death knell, ringing requiem bell,
a saddening sound,
archways they pass, tears flood the mass, 
deep and deathly profound.
Of what we know, strange seeds we sow,
returning to us with a taunt
a tree of poisonous root, bares...

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A tunnel entrance  into a building
Can be very pleasing to the eye
You never know what you will find.
It can be interesting to walk through
You never know what you will be seen

Some entrances are short...

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Trumpets resound through the archways
spilling out onto the ancient cobblestone streets
pulling me closer with every upbeat note
into the direction of the tropical seaside cabana

My old weathered tan top-siders tap 
these old arthritic knees start to...

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Inside walls of ruin
Where archways are bathed 
in colors of Goth 
A single chair sits…forgotten

Life torn asunder
Pieces of memory
Scattered through time
Meaningless without need

Long gone is the merriment
and clamor of laughter
Now, only an echo in halls
Where...

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