Long Bowman Poems

The night sky was dark but for the beam of light that glared through the trees before them as they walked into the woods.  Joulupukki and Lumi were careful not to get to close...

Read More

THE PARENTS IN RHYMES: THEIR LIFE, DEATH AND TIMES

BY JULIAN BOWMAN

 
THE PROLOGUE

1

Ten months apart, both parents dead
Their stories swirling in my head;
Memories I cannot neglect,
Compel me to write – and to reflect.
	
My father wrote...

Read More

The archers’ line was straddled,
By many a shapely calf.
The Marshall called the nocking,
And winked at the pretty lass.

The Maiden drew the bowstring back,
To her ruddy cheek,
As she fired her fledgling flights;
They heard the fair Maid...

Read More

This is your time, Do you see that this is your time? 
The rain has united with the sun and  when it falls it shall bring water to the Earth.  
The sun will...

Read More

Agincourt

Bowman, thou art fit and strong,
Armed with a bow, six foot long,
A weapon made, for war and death,
Defend the right, til your last breath.

Draw me an arrow, straight and long,
Aim it at that Motley throng,
There...

Read More

Our mouths don't tell boys Iike us
how to play hide-and-seek 
under the shades of valentino love 
when we're just toddlers of roses
mastering the wild game of love,
and song of songs from Solomon's verses
whose megaphone had...

Read More

The arrow struck with a sickening thud
Piercing the neck with a spurt of blood.
Searing pain with anguish shrill
The wound severe, but did not kill

The baby kangaroo reeled, and fell
Into an agonizing Hell.
An arrow, through the...

Read More

your labored breathing
called out to me
and in my soul I knew
what needed to be done

I reached for the drum
to summon the spirits
called out to ancestors
and anyone who’d listen

gently tapping to the rhythm
of our beating hearts
united...

Read More

GOD Grows The Poet
Who Plants Words Sweet
GOD Knows The Poet
of Beautiful Speech ...

Who, We Had For A Time
Held Like A Pink Ribboned Posy
But Is Now Lain Unto
A Bouquet Bed of Red Roses ...

As We Bewail...

Read More

The soundless voice, that is kept deep inside, 
that doesn’t dare speak. 
The sound that is hushed, and doesn’t seem to even peak. 
The emotions that are held in a bottomless cavern, hidden by pity
and...

Read More

I remember a young man of long ago,
I as fond of him as he the bow.
We thrived together, discovering astride,
grew into our own side by side.

I came for the archery, and stayed
for the friends -...

Read More

"Thus Spoke Zarathustra"
proclaims the Dawn of Man &
The Monolith

From the ancient past
to the (retro)futuristic present
as the flying bone
becomes a satellite in orbit

Blue Danube waltz
serenades space:
the Pan Am space plane 
gracefully docks with 
the space station

Ligeti’s...

Read More

Awaken by lights flashing and sirens loud
He looked out the window and all he saw was a crowd
He runs down the stairs hoping not to fall
Suffering from a headache…you know the type from alcohol 
He...

Read More

The bowmen stepped up to the line
with a twinkle in his eye;
he knocked a feathered arrow,
and set a single shaft to fly.

The paper gnomes in pendulous sleeves
about painted maidens lurked;
the bowman knocked his arrow and,
aimed...

Read More

Chorus:
When he  built a dream house and
"The dream" became a nightmare.
Then, he spoke to us about his frustration, 
how his aims had not been achieved.
He entrusted himself to us.

Man. Do not dream, instead Act!

The...

Read More

Crossing The Swamp

The enemy within, if unchallenged,
Will destroy the country to achieve power.
Singing and composing to deceive the innocent,
Spinning narratives to suit their agenda.

For them, the country is a tool to use,
To satisfy their selfish...

Read More

If you stop and listen
the thudding of my heart
can be heard.
You have awoken a newness is my soul.
opened up my eyes, to an unknown world.
Allow, me to become so close to you that I can...

Read More

I see the breaking of the day,
The sun rising to come and stay
A new day to breathe the air
a new day to show you care
For all that the Lord has blessed us with.
The bowing trees,...

Read More

'The Boston Massacre' killed British soldiers, three
      and destroyed quite a bit of tea
         O, those heartless American revolutionaries!

   Hamas...

Read More

Baseball cards
have been around for years.
There are Topps,
and there are Fleers,
along with Bowman
and Donruss,
there are many
available to us.
Whether the player
plays shortstop or third base,
any professional player
will have his face
displayed on the front
of a baseball card.
Some...

Read More