Long Both foot on the ground Poems

I don't know how it started

But it's an annual event

But I don't think that an egg hunt

Is the best way to present

The story of our saviour

Chocolate eggs you go and find

I don't think that's the...

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1  Where are we

The path appears as we walk upon it,
crystallising right before our soul’s eye,
enabled for those with resolve and grit,
who to attain God, are ready to die.

If the God-search task seems like...

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Chevrolet


Imagine life is a journey in a car, without a map or a satnav.
You can only go forward, there is no turning back.
You only know where you are going to.
Your destination is ‘love’ and it...

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Double, Double, Toil and Trouble
Or Dragon Hood and the Secret of the Burning Pants


Our traveling actor trolls, came home to help with ‘Shakespeare in the Park’.
We wanted ‘Romeo and Juliet’, our neighborhood witches wanted ‘Mac...

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The old fart (alter cocker) shuffle

as one fairly long run on sentence
unwittingly made locally famous 
courtesy residents here at 
Highland Manor Apartments
as first one foot and then the other
painstakingly, and agonizingly dragged 
across the cement...

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Legs shaking standing on the edge, 
as I feel the strap tighten around my neck,
I can hear myself struggle to breathe,
It brings me comfort to know soon I’ll be at ease,
From the darkness surrounding the...

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THREE year olds know about circles. They play
ring around the rosy and here we go round
the mulberry bush. And if one should say 
that in reality nowhere is found
a perfect circle, they either don’t hear
or...

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I dont really know where to post short writings or stories since I am new here, so I wrote it here at the poem section.. here it goes, feel free to tell me if something...

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So we took Bonnie the Border Collie to the vet yesterday for a wellness check and to update his shots. While there we discussed Bonnies dominance issues over Crusher the female Doberman, especially when he...

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Everyday, I wake up wondering if the moon will shine or the stars will find a clear path to explore the other side of the universe. Every day, I wake up wondering if the sun...

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Billy Carts and Marbles

Yes, we all played marbles when we were just kids,
Had a big ‘Tom Bowler’ and a bag full of migs.
Held onto your marble with fingers and thumb
No fudging allowed, and your eye...

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#With_my_mother_in_mind
My heart aches but some distance hunch, clears the odds, thus far I have traveled, the little spark in that very distant, blows soft breeze to my weakling faith, that; your body still shielding that...

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I stand, waiting, out of the dappled sun light.
Listening to the hollow timpani that is my 
stomach, the adrenalin coursing 
through my chest, telling me 'its time'

My neuronal switch 'clicks'. I am no longer
inert, I...

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As I walk along the beach at dawn
Just as the sun is coming up over the horizon
I stumble across an opened doorway  
It is floating about a foot above the ground
As I approach it, I...

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The Shadow and the Light 
Struggling to at last break free 
My shadow slipped from under me 
And stole away into the night 
Seeking shelter from the light. 

It tripped into a forest dark 
Then...

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it starts out full of determination, 
crusading with vision and vigor
a strong staff, new boots, and a good hat.
a map with direction and no mud stains

walking with purpose in mid-afternoon
the clouds in the distance poignantly
seem...

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FROM A HOSPITAL BED
Wordancer

Even if I’m dizzy with an aching head, 
I must not disturb the others in the beds
In this hospital ward where not much is said
For fear of making a fuss.

It’s not much...

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Busted

Me and Wife stealing Cousin Wayne
It’s then we drove due north …..
It there we met an Escort…………..Ford Escort panelvan head on destroyed
Near death was the report……….psychic said I died and got replaced by ?

The guy...

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Half an hour catching stone swans on a very thin window ledge thirty foot from the ground is not a pleasant way to spend the afternoon. And neither is running at great speed down a...

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1512 Armory Avenue, prettiest house in Chariton, Iowa
Verdant green ferns and red geraniums in blue pots gracing the porch.
Roof jumps would land her on dandelions, possibly violet rosette.
Front door opened onto spectacularly polished walnut staircase

Front...

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There you go again,
Mr. Ain’t My Uncle Sam,
stepping on my feet
Then telling me the pain I feel
is all in my head
Just us black folk giving life
to our colorful imagination
You say we be trying to avoid...

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My mind is spinning as I am reminded
by a buzz word of 2020 that is dropped every
minute by the news media of sorts, 
it is 'Coronavirus' embedded in my brain, 
at night I dream about...

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This writing is my interpretation of the Susan Boulet's painting "Bear Child"

*Bear Child*

Docile and tame as a young child
The bear hugged every opportunity to come close to man
To peer into the everyday lives of what...

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Thoughts drift into the deep
Penetrating fears, aspirations,
And suffocating emotions 
In my dreams

As light turns into darkness 
Loud morphs into silence 
My mind drifts 
I paint numerous faces 
That may exist in other places

The watery murkiness...

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What sounded like a woman's scream got me scrambling for the door,
I raced to save my cat at dawn so she could live some more.
The chilling woman's wails were really that of a hungry fox,
I...

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