Long Bee sting Poems

Within the frame a sepia scene
a dusty porch   a rickety chair   
the fabric of your dusky face creased
with ceaseless sunbaked woes
your old pair of getaway feet gives 
a different walk of...

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Lucky and Blue, were my babies. Lucky was a big black mountain dog.
Blue was a husky, with a curly tail and one light blue eye, the other brown.
They were with me for ten and twelve...

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The Big Ben chimes thrice
The chime letS go of its wings
and swallows a bee-sting--
it sprays its spine with spice. 

The printer reboots in haste
The fruits play hide-and-seek
and collide with a geek--
it munches them into paste.

The...

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As I stand at a distance and watch them dance in the street
the music consumes me 
I become lost in the beat

Though the bass now moves me like an animated thing
making me glide slide dip...

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The old lady planted roses near the corner by the driveway
She never planted roses by the door
I remember once she told me, "Bees come out to get the nectar"
And a bee sting can be deadly...

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No longer your puppet of regret
Claustrophobic in this crowd

All over town, it’s getting loud
You want to bet? I’m not really upset

No, 

Not just yet…yeah, not yet
Snip off the ropes that tie me up so good…you...

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I knowest there'd be rime aplenty,
forthwith I see frozed sea of many
unlearned sorts who'd unread apiece
of Dante's acclaimed centerpiece
for had they'd all, with certainty ... read,
be fire and brimstone, nay hoarfrost instead.

I cometh ere thee,...

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Up before dawn, a feeling has drawn 
You into the mountain and trees.
Till the silence within, upon the whispering wind
A chime of bugles tease the breeze.
That majestic call, that is heard each fall
Since before our...

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MATTERS OF LIFE AND DEATH
Isn’t life short, today here tomorrow gone.
Switching the world off, turning eternity on.
How many before us, in the world have lived?
Just in a short while, to embrace their grief.
Many sort and...

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DEEPER  THAN  TEARS.
Mummy  is  blessed,
Binta Sadiq  isn’t  dead,
As  I  progress  to  search
Beside  her  bed.
What  letters  do  I  forfeit?
For ...

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DEEPER  THAN  TEARS.
Mummy  is  blessed,
Binta Sadiq  isn’t  dead,
As  I  progress  to  search
Beside  her  bed.
What  letters  do  I  forfeit?
For ...

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DEEPER  THAN  TEARS.
Mummy  is  blessed,
Binta Sadiq  isn’t  dead,
As  I  progress  to  search
Beside  her  bed.
What  letters  do  I  forfeit?
For ...

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And we are left here
Like maggots—dirty, parentless…devastated
Always feeding on the gruel…the cruel
Fattening our lives in the moneyless bilk
Shocking like a bee sting, yet soft as silk
We are the forgotten
I am watching the others grow rotten
But...

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I wish that people could find true love. 
But they must look past appearance and have guidance from up above. 
I wish that people didn't just come and go. 
But we all have our time...

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Pepper wasn’t
a Me Too kind of girl
She was an I One type
Her spirit blood wasn’t universal,
it didn’t transfuse well 
with chauvinistic males
Pepper would spray the verbal hell bells,
if a fella’s testosterone pride
started to swell
Being kicked...

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Our stupid silence
Sends screams and screams
And unheeded sounds called cries
Who will ever listen to our silence?

The bombs they send build balls of bad behavior
Which build mischief, barring us from prosperity
But because they are our bosses
They...

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Annoying sensation felt internally
Bees buzz buzzing and stinging
Cumulated over a heptagonal hive
Disturbing me and buzzing away I the keeper
Every sting clots the capillaries 
Fierce is the swam despite the effort to keep them out
Gone are...

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Way back, we had a bicycle club
We put cards in the spokes for noise
In a town named Independence
But started by "Wichita" boys

Pat and Mike, the Adams brothers
Named after Irish born humor
Were thought to be influenced...

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Through graveyard
meandering, just
me and Dad
stories sad
abbreviated down to
mostly names and dates

So we tell
their stories by turns
like poor Duane
Dinwiddie
died at age thirty-three of
bee sting allergy

So tragic
how she caught a chill
Angeline
age nineteen
who died before her wedding
day, her...

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Oh, yesterday's shadows,
            in dim corridors of my mind; 
   let me go-   I wish for flower meadows,
I want to...

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YOU KNOW YOU ALWAYS KNOW THE RIGHT NOTES WHEN PLAYING YOUR MUSICAL LOVE. 
WITH YOUR MUSICAL LOVE, LET YOUR FINGERS CARESS THE SMOOTH KEYS. THE EMOTION 
YOU SHOW IN YOUR WORK ALWAYS HAS ME SAYING...

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Frozen and still..
Artic cold winds blow rapidly..
Strong winds whistling..
Loudly..
The wind cries..
As it strength roars in fury..

Blown away from the intense force..
To run for cover..
Escape the wrath of the winds


Frozen and wind blown from the forces...

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“Quiver”--how soft it glides ‘tween lips and teeth,
It almost feels like breathing in a wreath;
I can’t find words that can sound as tender 
Except, possibly, “flower” and “whisper.”

“Quiver”--how opposite the image it brings:
Both unpleasant and...

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Love is flying 
after you,
no I was not 
trying to run from you.
If I was 
you caught me by my heart,
I knew it was right from the start.

Why would I run 
from love
that was sent...

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What can one do when they just don’t belong?

What unique tune might a singer prolong
when an opposing choir insists on their song?
Who follows one voice that opposes the throng?
Can it ever be right, what the...

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