Long Calloused Poems

Brains and guts orbit the soul—
that polar star searing in the marrow of being.

I was born somewhere between Einstein’s neurons
Ginsburg beat poetry, the birth of rock and roll, revolution marches,
and the calloused hands of a...

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The Enchanted City of Dual Realms
In the sprawling labyrinth of concrete towers and spectral glass,
where skyscrapers, like ancient obelisks, pierce the celestial veil with unyielding ambition,
serpentine rivers of fortune murmur in arcane tongues, their secrets...

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Beneath a misty veil of ‘Euphoria’ by Calvin Klein, she dares to dream of acceptance in a world of wanna-be Literary Giants who are members of an elite writer’s group, as she drives along a...

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The Killing Field”

Ariana nodded, tremolo fingers,
and they ran across the killing field,
watching the steel-toed kite ascend—
a fleeting instant of triumph in the vacuum.
Josh scoffed as it dipped,
both caught in the pull of the abyss,
falling but...

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The Killing Field”

Ariana nodded, tremolo fingers,
and they ran across the killing field,
watching the steel-toed kite ascend—
a fleeting instant of triumph in the vacuum.
Josh scoffed as it dipped,
both caught in the pull of the abyss,
falling but...

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Upon a dark and stormy night...

as jagged bolts of lightning
tore thru the the midnight clear
and figuratively ripped the sky to shreds
(analogous to jumping Jack flash),
and ear splitting thunder crackled
testing the threshold of tolerance
zombies of Sugar...

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...and the Demon spoke,
its voice deep and mellow like smooth satiny chocolate,
"There is more, much more than good and evil,"
the words thunderously whispered.
The verdant emerald green of the forest quivering at the sound,
drawing in upon...

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Centurio Romanus sum,
et nolite flere non commovebitur.

I am a Roman Centurion.I do not weep or tremble.
But I have wept some bitter tears before this end of week.
Yes, I have wept some bitter tears hot rolling...

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So, sorry for you claiming this sad, sad world;
In your desperate means to cling to a disintegrating dream of mankind;
Your rose colored goggles fogging with deception and hate;
I apologize to every spirit and soul caught...

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VII.

An involuntary shudder as I watch her 
Spread                           ...

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*
The heart may fall in love unwillfully
so, in a script will lie my paramour.
Oh manic quest, I've sworn to set you free
to let the ink's imagination soar.
I’ve found a place to court a writer’s muse;
this...

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Many passions I have had
and many I have practiced long and hard.,
but it was not until mid-life, I opted for a hobby more artistic.
I got myself a new guitar with books to teach myself the...

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It was a party like most, I guess
And not a “fun” one, I must confess
But our hostess I adored
And I just couldn’t say: “I’m bored”,

So, I milled around, and said “Hello”
And tried to fake a...

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November second two thousand twenty two...
abuzz with Autumnal thrum

Approximately six weeks since August sum
er re: lazy dog days witnessed lolling about 
sipping cocktails, whose primary ingredient rum
pulled and sated esophageal tract nsync 
with thirstily quaffing...

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While on the topic 
of blood kith and kin,
I relate another 
fabricated poem about 
blimey bloke of a fisherman. 

Trawl tale of a fictitious seaman told to ye...

Courtesy webbed whirled wide net wit
cursing thwarted life,...

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After a short illness keeping me off Soup, and a 50-year refrain from Prose Poetry, I was inspired by a Thomas Merton talk about Rilke to find the courage for this form again.

Shoe Dreams

Is there...

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Life gets in the way and somedays I find it hard
To even laugh or play - after all is said and done
Have I even prayed? 
The gratitude that I should
Have shared with my God, the...

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October twenty third two thousand twenty one...02:44:06 PM
Eastern Standard Time abuzz auld Durin 
(ya know whit I'm Tolkien about 
Elder days long regarding) Autumnal thrum –

The perfect balm to avoid feeling glum
supine upon greensward 
I...

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It was the hour of their glory
harps tuned,they bravely stood strong
their path to salvation,cried for sacrifice
as a storm loomed,with their rhapsodic song.

Forced to live a life of misery
these calloused hands took many lives
but now the...

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Then I heard the voice of the LORD saying,"Whom shall I send? 
And who will go for us? And I said,"Here I am. Send me!" Isaiah 6:8 
He said,"Go and tell this people:

Be ever hearing,...

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The world today is split in two
… or three... or four... or maybe more,
but nonetheless, one must confess,
all wage their wars as heretofore.

While blunderbusses prey for us
within our world where gods deceive,
atomic war, white phosphorus
and...

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……

     Searing pain shot through 
my body like a wave of heat. I 
raised my arm to feel my 
cheek, but he grabbed my 
wrist, forcing it back to my 
side....

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Oh, let us feast,
not just on food,
but on moments,
on the essence of togetherness,
the essence of now,
the sharing of burdens,
the lightening of hearts.
In every bite, a memory,
in every sip, a promise,
that we will gather again,
as the...

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(This is about the same lovely young lady and best friend that I wrote about in "A Pink Rose." I always think about her when I think about roses. Especially pink and lavender ones.)

The very...

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With feet rooted into the bones of the Earth,
the old man squatted on his heels and began his work.
He lifted his saw and placed it on top of a block of hardwood.
And then he began...

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