Long Busch Poems

“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.”



The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream : The Silent War in 3 Acts

(Part 3)

Avian Notes...

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“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.”



The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream : The Silent War in 3 Acts

(Part 1)

Starlings singing...

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“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.”



The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream : The Silent War in 3 Acts

(Part 2)

What beats...

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We are hunkered down again 
as we watch the land cry 
evacuation gathering medication 
pets helping others as neighbors 
become first responders helping 
others checking on elderly residents 
rather Charlie Lisa Francis Hugo 
dean Katrina...

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Liar, liar, pants on fire, 
hang yourself from a telephone wire. 
The grass is or is it not, 
always greener on the other side, 
if you cannot see eye to eye then disagree 
because all...

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“There is a new Norm!”
A Queen proclaimed in the desert after the political storm 
“What was that?” The peasants shouted back. 
“We have a new Norm he filled out a form to be the new...

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There is an adventure to be written 
From my perch where I be sitting 
Two characters my imagination see 
A relationship story to be told late in the day over tea 
There is an honest...

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Come join the three for another cheap, meaningless day in their lives
They consider themselves to be hip, part of the same sex marriage, Burly the 
husband, Flo and Mary the wives
Their day always starts at...

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An old picture shared on Facebook…stirred my heart, my soul…by brain
and immediately sent me on a trip…a trip down memory lane.

We were all so much younger…the six of us standing there.
Our children were still children…and...

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Just One More Day

To: My brother Calvin 1948-2003

If I had one more day with you in my life,
I would thank you for imparting so much insight.         ...

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I could not afford a Bow Flex, costs too much 
I get diagrams to build my own from a man named Henry Clutch 
The instructions say if I build it right 
It will make me...

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There once was a patsy who wanted to make a buck 
With a parrot on his shoulder for good luck 
Bill was the bird’s name 
And he knew how to strategize to win life’s game...

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There was a whiz kid 
Skilled at making a bid 
Getting all the right deals 
Being earnest never needing to steal 
Took a day off 
Claiming he had a cough 
Sneaked out to his favorite...

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I awaken to Alexa playing some AI version of an old Beatles song. Seems to me the new version is even better than the original. Instinctively, I grab my IPhone to check my messages, scan...

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under the bay bridge in astoria there is a 
brick building with a gnarled up old wooden door. 

something along the line of mary todds is written
 on it.

 In the doors Center is a...

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"19 Davenport"



Spitfires lined in regimental row
Amberley in Autumn
fuel burns on the runway
mirages burn slow

Wings counted

His Adjutant's pad 
counts dollars and time, 
cold and sharp, he salutes lesser ranks, 
all spit polished, all in neat lines,...

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Bushes and More Bushes

Moses was in the wilderness with a broom in  his hand. 
When asked what he was doing he said he was beating 
around bush trying to put out the flame in burning...

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I remember the Busch can tower in the corner of the room;

We made the trash in our lives a game.

I remember the wasp nest strangling the ceiling,

the rusting walls of the trailer house, the light

that...

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 FATHER 

Jim Beam, Johnny Walker, Jack Daniels
friends with them all.
Miller, Busch, Ballantine, Schimidt
you held them close.

So busy with your “friends” 
no time for baseball games,
fishing, hunting, talking. No
father-son adventures.

Only bond in smoke thickened
bars, playing...

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Last week marked the 3rd anniversary of the sale of the number one selling beer in 
America to a foreign corporation.  I thought it was a sad situation when it happened 
and put my...

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Got tickets to the game tonight.
In Cardinal Red, it's pure delight.

With seats along the first base line,
It's sending chills down my spine.

Here he comes, Albert the Great!
His bat in hand, I just can't wait.

The crowd's...

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