Long Bobbled Poems

This Medusa had no power to turn us into stone
but when she ran aground over Poseidon's throne
his anger stirred, and into the sea the crew was flung.
On a raft urgently built of salvaged timbers we...

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Twas the night before Christmas at the Alberson homestead.
And all was well now that everyone was warm and fed.
It warmed my heart, truly a sight to see.
The lights and decorations sparkling on the tree.
So there...

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Laying down, out in the open,
Here, in the stillness of the night,
Looking up to the stars shining bright,
The gentle breeze blowing at the fabric,
That covers the palest parts of my skin,
Taking in the sights of...

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On an early morning walk along the shore
I pondered thoughts about the ocean floor
What treasures are buried beneath its sands
Amid corals, anemones, orange sea fans
I wanted a key to unlock the seabed's door 

On the...

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Hark

The captain spoke to the sick and starving
As he bobbled on the bow
And began
We will go there
Pointing his crooked finger as his dark, salty body dropped 
But with each upsurge he made another point
You are...

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There was a dear November long ago
Tucked on the top shelf with my good stuff
Along with the other fond sentiments
Good books and pictures go hand in hand
But that first Fall in college was a keepsake...

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In Dylan Thomas's word play is read,
That hunched houses, blind as moles, are spread,
Like covers, feather-downed,
To hush and muffle any sound,
The moon dares make, sneaking overhead.

Town named 'Bugger All' backwards, parades
Its hang-over from late night...

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I followed the recipe on the first meal,
Cooked for my wonderful new expectant bride.
Focused on ingredients, prepared with zeal,
I baked it too long, it came out burnt and dried.

Our first crib in a box, directions...

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Dumbledee Dinosaur had birds on his knees
His long, Long, LONG neck would often spout green peas
His eyes would twirl and his ears would spin
He tried to smile all the time but his mouth was too...

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Watching snowflakes settle
into a large earthenware pot,
frozen fractals grow.

The snow is ridged into serpentine shapes
and the humped backs of deep sea monsters.
Bobbled ice forms dimple and peak.

Is this a strange art, a contouring
or a ...

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How heavy the lid from his plastic can
To be held by the fingers of a child
A foam-covered sword held by his hand
As he practiced his faces to look wild
Runs like a warrior with bobbled stride
To...

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