Long Balking Poems

I I’m constantly rehearsing 
On my versing 
Never sliding or swerving
My Rhymes play
Like a wordsmith
I’m Cleverly disguised as a responsible adult
Remembering to stay humble
And claim my guilt and my fault
The Wisest Man once said what’s...

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 Part 2
4th Delirium: Lost Souls
Sunken cities , pilgrims peering.. gawking,
squinting eyeballs, blazing sun
Janus facing, shepherds chasing.. stalking,
friends embrace before they shun
Tearooms steaming, tumult teeming.. talking,
lovers listen, poets pun
Broken stones unanchored, quaking.. rocking,
slipping, falling, one...

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There is a stranger at my gate.

He stands there watching me with his glowing golden eyes, unthreatening but ever present.  I've gone to my gate to ask questions of the silent unmoving visitor, his...

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She was her own person
Until she met him.
Him had another idea for her.
He wanted to mold her
Into a new person, 
Someone she tried hard 
To be
For him.

She tried for years
And years, hiding her
Lights under the...

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I would speak to you of the seasons set upon this earth.
  Each would make its mark ingrained when it is birthed.
Surely there is but one place to start the heart to sing
 when...

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Power v Light
Earth v Heaven
in a LeftBrain open NonZeroZone

CoArises a hybrid North/South dipolarizing flow
structure

Intuitive dynamic flow 
RightBrain felt
as actively hoped for
oncoming climax summer
Great GreenTransition ReTurn

We long to Here/Now excel
at spring thaw startups
on-line mashups
standouts
and sit-ins
polyculturally combined
initiating...

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l.
Opening the closet of narra doors, I sweep through
organza skirts and  gemmed ringlets; my hair
ruffling aimlessly upon scalloped kerchiefs
smelling decade - old hyacinth, Mom’s favorite
ambrosia: she would  lift her anklets
in tiptoed hums, ”night...

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The Balking Mire of Fanghandrath



‘Twas late when the misted veils
Suck and drew
‘pon the reeking fetters of claxon screams
Wailing echoed dismal to

Too late for lantern to pick a path
In the trickster passages
Of the boggish marsh
The Balking...

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In the Shadow of Sunlight

It is one of those glaringly bright days that
make your eyes water painfully.
You can't see everything at once but in short glimpses and peeks. Between blinks, half an image forms, blurry...

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Former CIA Director
John Brennan scathing headlines
Washington Post op-ed sharply
published critical accusations

muted excoriation slams
Commander in Chief
volcanic blatant pathological lying
spews like lava his American

foreign policy boilerplate brazenly
bastardizes by banditry blueprint,
balefully balkanizing beautiful bracketed
booming brady bunch brand,

bests best-buy...

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Once upon a time, this obstinate beastie boy
(i.e. yours truly, or none other than me)
fought tooth and nail,
(hence the reason I wear dentures)
against maturation, and sought
self starvation as modus operandi.

Adept at balking,
plus delaying, stunting and...

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Chinese Things
When the T v aerial gets a little wind blown the parents of the children like to 
send them to the roof and they tell them to hold the aerial down and stand on...

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Help me to see 
what I could truly be
If I took the leap of faith 
And did not hesitate

If I stopped putting myself first
And of others, no longer thought the worst
How do I shift the...

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Is anybody truly happy?
Or, do they merely settle for content?
How is happiness even measured?
What does it's presence represent?
I spent the day silently walking
looking at displays of happiness.
I couldn't tell who was balking,
or who had the...

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DURHAM BULLS

A triple-A minor league team,
most remember Bull Durham the movie.
I, the most spectacular firework set,
in the stormy sky. The kind of lightening show,
I think I shall never see again. The stands erupted
with screams and...

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We are here
and sometimes there
for each other.
How else could we support
this glad global network
of becoming?

Health is here
when abundant life is not over there,
just past some eastern sunrise horizon,
while I sulk and stain my past
missed opportunities
stalking...

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Corrugated box with floppy wings 
howling from a gape--that
mournful dog.

My duty
manifests threads
unraveled by revelation

in Svetlana's isolated face laminated
on cardboard, pleading with me to
share a phantom dance as

her tension wanders in tepid
waters; distance compels skating
ambition until...

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nothing is beautiful more than smile
                             ...

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Blood Curdled at The Chilling Quill  2


And when the darkness falls
What sleep will there be

Save in dire dreams
The nightmare murder moves closer

On prickling skin
Balking and gagging

Left to the suffocation of sheets
And dripping sweat

When the...

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Technophobe
Written: by Miracle Man
8-3-2019

To any “techie” its a must,
To own the latest hand held device.
But when others are speaking,
Paying attention would be nice.

If we’re in conversation,
And you start texting, I view as rude.
I’m being blown...

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What activates my reflex arc
And causes me to shiver?
Which stimuli come into play
To set my nerves aquiver?

At home alone at dead of night
A creak will make me skittish.
My lower lip begins to drop
In fashion quite...

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She’s a succulent succubus  
witch whom I can’t resist Her fervent pheromones. 
Her tenacious trance encapsulates me 
into Her wonderous whirlwind of pleasures. 
I’m hopelessly enraptured by Her. 
And with a whimsical wave of...

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as we move on through our day to day
heading who knows where
the hustle and bustle of the there about
seemingly without a care

the ups and down in this show of life
the taking of the offering 
if...

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I know a man



          I know a man with a busy mouth
          No idea goes in that...

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It was easier when I didn’t know you-
When the assumed outlined
Made my assumptions more agreeable
Having a good time balking
At the inane disgrace unfolded
But like peering through a telescope
Time was all dust and gravity

There was no...

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