Long Blowout Poems

Early afternoon. The Solomon 
Were in their, (according to Damali)
Club house. But the reality of the
Circumstance is this. The Club 
House was the Damian Domaine.
Damian's Billards. Damian didn't 
Know it was their chosen hangout.
As the...

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Note to Readers of Previous Versions:
There are so many new vignettes scattered throughout the poem that I hope you will reread the whole thing! There are many new GEMS, improvements to previous verses and improved...

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1 Corinthians 13:13 KJV - And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.

Promises were made by hearts never stolen,
Promises of love, joy and devotion.
Time felt like it stood...

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I once was an open book, long ago, when naive.
Before I learned to really look and motives perceive.
But after years of hurting and living life bereaved,
I chose to find my private space…happiness achieve.

Now, as in...

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Warm your heart with what’s left of summer, warm your heart and put on a thick skin for winter, open all the resorts and hotel all over the town and fill them with tourist where...

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when I gaze upon you,
I see not the skin,
I see not the shape,
I see not the size.
I see your light.

Radient from your chest,
the warm tint fits you best.
Placing a smile on my face
as trust begins...

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Author's note: This is an epic length poem that will have to be split into parts and will be serialized in successive posts.

Part 3


Dr. D. confers in panic 
with Rex and boys at the Limbo...

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ONE:
At three in the morning the Internet calls out.
Come to the computer; visit friends round about.
All of a sudden, soon pulling hair out,
The lights go off, a total blackout…shutout!

TWO:
Dressed for the country, a total knockout,
In...

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The store sign read “The Christmas House”
so we walked right in, greeted by giant Mouse!
Upon his head was a fluffy Santa Cap;
truly he was quite a friendly chap.

In the warm Foyer he took my coat;
a...

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Pathological Ego projectors
onto stereophonic EcoOthers,
voiced and unlanguaged,
rejoicing and lamenting,
healthing and reverse wealthing,
investing and divesting,
breathing in and bleeding out,
do not make viable healthy candidates
for democratic WinWin public office.

Co-empathic DNA work through history
invites dipolar co-arising role-play
outside-nature Left
cast...

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His old hands were calloused from all the many years of work and toil.
   His life seemed to be his work and the never ending search for oil.
Seven days a week with no...

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It was the best of tines; it was the worst of tines.
    It lay, distraught, in silence on the road.
He came around the curve, saw it too late to swerve;
  ...

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Stark realization, I harbor sacrilegious objection...

Against merry christmas premature blowout,
(or otherwise) ejaculation galore burnout,
hence I feel like the odd man out
neither yours truly, nor the missus
spends money and/or
time at checkout

avoid madding crowds like the plague
elbowing,...

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The milky fog of an afternoon glass
Seeps through deep trenches 
Amongst the rubble lies a reflection
Mystified and vaporised with poppies all around

Golden ichor is not for the faint of heart
A bomb fired years ago
Finds itself...

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Sands of time runneth out
stout whistleblowers must apply clout
to affect the commander in chief forced...
send him back his favorite mantra,
that churlish, childish and cheapish tricky lout
arrogant, defiant, haughty... without doubt

exceeded probation apprenticed, I shout
out, his...

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A SUPER BOWL WIN 
I WILL FOREVER REMEMBER 
CAPPED OF A SEASON 
THAT STARTED SEPTEMBER 
FEBRUARY FIVE 
TWENTY SEVENTEEN 
FOR SOME IT WAS HELL 
AND OTHERS A DREAM 
7 - NOTHING 
THE GAME JUST BEGUN...

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Persian Haiku 4.

Persian Haiku 4.

I cried with the night. 
When the nightingale stopped singing,
My poor umbrella!  

The moon's reflection,
 Loneliness is elegant.
On a lonesome pond.

Life makes me too old.
Death humiliates my life.
I'm glad there...

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Marriage in 4 Acts

I've auditioned for parts for years.
Some call them first dates, but make
no mistake, each is acting for the other
hoping for a part in their life play.

I'm a perfect gentleman, holding doors,
helping you...

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Last Chance, 

I passed through you many times and remember you.

You sit on the Colorado Prairie east of Denver at the intersection of two, two lane highways.

In the 1880's you were a stop along the...

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Tears on the Wind

Meek and mild was our early childhood life
 free from troubles , almost free from strife,
that Sunday morn, father blowing the old truck's horn
  all racing quickly to avoid Dad's scathing...

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Listening to incoherent jabber from Charles Manson
Or a continuos loop of music by Hanson
A summer cold with a nose that's runny
Or Bob Saget trying to be funny
A hairball that makes you cough
Or a concert performance...

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Holidays
Written: by Miracle Man
11-28-2019

I awoke before dawn to the sound of cold rain,
Which means most living here will be house bound.
I’m sure that on travelers this may cause strain,
But much to be thankful for can...

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They tied that losing record and then went out and won, in a blowout 
Can you believe it, they can't even get a record for losing
And then they go on and now have lost three...

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Yaw ad! Yaw ad! Yaw ad! - Yaw Ad
— the felt shot of your toxic mind
as blowout around by finished wine —
in evolution lift lipping been voicing
overly anew tweed is addiction		
At phases are of Valentine’s...

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He was rage, ignoring light
His anger survived the darkest night
Stilling her dreams, her hopes, her belief
He abused her love – gave her tarnished grief

He was the shadow of doubt
That always spoke during a blowout
When his...

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