Long Blaze a trail Poems

By George (burn hing* hard), I Shaw tried to be a stinking playwright

offers his unsolicited tidbits 
as scene courtesy 
the following virtually 
staged philosophical insight.

Arch back like 
a professional ballet dancer 
to stand out from...

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By George (burning hard), I Shaw tried to playwright

offers his unsolicited tidbits 
as scene courtesy 
the following virtually 
staged philosophical insight.

Arch back like 
a professional ballet dancer 
to stand out from other pedestrian applicants 
seeking...

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Looking At These Lovely Mountains God Made

This sight is free                         ...

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I saw one flag raised and another fall
I saw the great lie of justice and equity for all

I saw a crisis that stopped the world
I saw a wall to keep out the cold

I saw a...

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Once upon a time I used to be your addiction 
Now you're living in a world where you can't tell the difference between fact and fiction 
Your habits are slowly killing you and they're killing...

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Maria wanted to no longer think,
and stared broodingly upon her mixed drink,
she’d already had one, still felt depressed,
hoped it would mellow once she drank the next.

But then a young man sat down by her side,
said,”Hey...

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To his Hungarian Jewish village, Moses returned
Atrocities were dismissed, his warnings spurned
He described Jews buried in ditches, gave details to persuade:
Agonized children, naked corpses, but the villagers were not swayed

Moses was diagnosed by his listeners...

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I stroll through life, a passenger in my own body, without aim or purpose
My feet touch the ground but there’s no feeling, I’m numb to my senses only my consciousness remains
I’m lost on my journey,...

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society has fallen prey to the status quo
unwilling to stand up for the God we all love and know
more concerned with being acceptable in the eyes of man
afraid to step out, to blaze a trail...

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Jamaica is our island’s name,
A land blessed with so much fame.
And for the part that our heroes  did play,
We pause to reflect and salute them today.
Nanny  of the Maroons was a heroine ,true...

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Old friend you came where grass is dewed, 
Dear friend, you came to start anew
A rooster crows announcing you
I stretch and yawn, and wash my face
and shuffle down to start the race

Dear friend, beyond the...

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Ode to the odd duck, a motto to keep
Who always opts for the path least travelled
Never minding being the one black sheep
Feeling things are becoming unraveled
Wanting much more than to follow the pack
In a time...

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When morning comes and with the dawn
a rooster crows announcing you.
I stretch and yawn, and wash my face,
Then shuffle down to start the race.
The bacon fries, the paper comes
I let the dog out in the...

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I catch a glimpse of you in summer deep		
Your auburn tresses floating through the trees	
Where at the sight of you a willow weeps		
And throws her golden leaves upon the breeze	
As you almost bring me to...

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Some hide their heads 
below the parapet
Not challenging the times
When faced with social uplift
They fail to  rise
When we are fighting
Taking a  stand
They disappear in  the shadows
Never  to  lend a ...

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When morning comes and grass is dewed, 
one looks beyond the window's view
The crimson sky, announces you
You spread a warmth, with revelry, 
You take our breaths, you awe the eyes
Old friend, possessor of the sky,...

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Rugged, uncompromising and independent!
Unfettered by rejection and scorching sentiment!
Autodidact, Philomath and valiant quotidian debutant!
Confident enough to blaze a trail, ever unrepentant!
Ever untarnished, dauntlessly volitant!
Infectant, epatant, a true combatant!
A Benevolent dawn, nonfraying ever extant!
Be a lone...

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On Winged Feet


                  I want to fly on winged feet,
        ...

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Oh’ heart you are such a fragile thing, from you dancers dance and singers sing.
The painter paints their next masterpiece, with you in every stroke of the paintbrush or step, sudden movement in the dance...

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Quell not the hearts of man,
But open your heart, let the sunshine in.
A drunkard with sunlight he was,
Right to the end.
Stealing your affections,
But not meaning to offend.
Grand vexations he was,
Luminously portraying a cloudy existence.
Soaring into...

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I like to dream, yes, that is me
of places new and fine to see.
To stream through night skies with a star,
or float on cotton clouds afar.
What new adventure could life hold
for someone creaking and so...

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I've scrolled the pictures on my phone
Through racing days since curfew came,
Through restaurants, seascapes, flowering parks,
Like Eden lost beyond reclaim.

A memory came on my feed:
Three years ago, a pub with cats;
Your furry friend; a pint...

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Now...
Metaphors dance in my mind
and there's a word I'm hoping 
to find, a line familiar as
"I want you to be mine."
Relying on the fact that
poetry hasn't failed me yet
I hope you approve the way
God chose Moses's...

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(Dedication: For Ann, the love of my life, who walks with me smiling. Thank you.)


Opt for a path that observes life's pulse and play,
Deeper and clearer as experience vivid,
Etch a present moment fragment in plain...

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Mother, I feel the weight the spinning world.
I feel each parental nudge, as a rock, in the cairn of my life,
the weight coats my fragile fleeing thoughts, dulling.
The spinning child teeters to adult whirlwind, still,...

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