Long Camus Poems

1.    John Desmond Patrick Keegan
2.    Alfred, Lord Tennyson 
3.    Sally Aline Mae Beller
4.    Charles Edward A. Berry
5.    Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce...

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“Possessed”



The scarlet of her heart opens
where she blooms deepest
from the cuts 
of Past’s insanity
her windows 
full green undressed
him, in his mind;
he confessed,
in quiet reflection, 
he had lost his head
irrevocably -
and taking his brush
dipped it in...

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“50 Words for Poe: Numbers”



He was given a number
He counted the days
just number after number
Finally arrives the day he is free
The Nightmare never ends
He is not free to be He

His heart sits in a cell...

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Jesus searched for disciples in the Middle East

came up with Thomas Mark Mathew and John

quite a leap of faith from the dessert to London

with bridges burning and not a bush in sight

oh ye of little...

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Coconut tropical oil 
Glistening on my skin
The scent intoxicates me
As I bask in the sun
And drink in the beauty
Of the sparkling Mediterranean Sea

It’s only for a short while
That I will lie here
And only because
I want...

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SAMADHI

I am the Void
                   and THE ALL
I am the pen
       ...

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How precious life is…

When the old rocker rocks in his wheelchair…

          ACDC heavy precious metal ‘like a wheel spinning’
       ...

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"WINTER"


the beautiful season 
of suspension
where we find 
our true selves

hibernating

under sacred blankets
of wisdom won 
dreaming of all 
the days past, gone 

in the never complete

and we dream 
in songs
of the other life
approaching

beautiful, 
inviolate,
lilting pure,
lighter, pristine,...

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The Dilettante Diaries: "All Roads Lead Home"



All Roads Lead Home
Poems
Stories
Detours
Stepping Stones

All Roads Lead Home

(Lovejoy-Burton/October 2018)



"Where we LOVE is home -     
home that our feet may leave, 
but not our hearts".













About Inner...

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A mere civil clerk, in his fifties; tall and bent,
Leading a calm life, with none any argument; 
Albert Camus, in his well-known novel, the Plague, 
Makes Joseph Grand, hero; though, visibly, seems vague...!

He could not...

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As Sol arises, greets the morn
the soon test taker wails,
"I'm doomed! If I had only read
The Canterbury Tales!

Or more of Samuel Collerige,
or Wordsworth, Yeats or Shelley,
More Medieval or Old English,
some Eliot or Browning!

Or how to...

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can we know the truth
was the question before Ludwig Wittgenstein
the thought pondered by all the great minds
philosophy, theology, and science could produce
and i have pondered all of this
then you enter the room
the smile you wear...

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Inspired by and based on L’Étranger by Albert Camus


I'm a stranger to you, even stranger to me
I'll pass you by like a memory
Of innocence and ignorant bliss.
I feel nothing every time we kiss

I feel nothing...

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you are in				                                ...

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Calamities…
assaulted by the Memorial Day tsunami
drowned victims & floating cars--
appendix detonates during the Season of Hell
haplessly hospitalized in the UT-Austin medical zoo

Delusion of progress…
recovering in the mobile home 
plodding through texts of 
postmodern pointlessness--
overcome with...

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I love so much the book company, 
More than anything in the world,
More than cats or butterflies,  
Looking at the books in my room, soothe me,
Henry James amazes me, what intelligence,
Yachar Kemal makes me...

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I lay spread-eagle in a field orchard; 
Surrounded on four sides by long-grown, green grass
On a dry, October's noon. Nonchalant.
I watched a small squirrel climb a tree, close; 
The branches shaking violently still.
With a soft...

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Villanelle: How many the men gone had something yet to say

How many the men gone had something yet to say
Had they not thought found they the answer to Riddle
Who had not wished how often to...

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To me, you are purely ephemeral;
We are irrelevantly real.
And I am left with no one but myself,
With this hollowness I feel.

And still, I am hardly here,
Just a mass of scattered free radicals.
A steady-state cascade;
A time-killing...

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A lot I could say about my bookshelf:
In a way like my half-understood self.
A first-time user should seek my half help
Against a blind book search and its yelp!

Supports the cruel weight of three thousand books:
Fat...

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She ventured limitless miles, creating for herself, beaucoup lifestyles.
She cannot be locked in a sumptuous home, nor in your selfish heart.
It's simply not her way! 

But you can find her dancing with daisies with no...

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Grand Citations of The Still Sober
In Neared Radios of Fresh October
And one had in mind a Graham Greene
But - Lo! - Some Newly Discovered Being:
“Greene had a bit got sensational,
 His rejection not intentional. 
Next,...

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If life goes too fast for us, where are we? Where are you going?
I have no fun then, I like to enjoy the summer holidays,
A few weeks, a few days, even a few evenings, ...

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Hafez and I grew up together
in Shiraz, centuries apart with
similar poetic ether.
Wandering the world together
as if from the same mother.
We were never actually together
the word reincarnated is better.
He lives in me and we suffer together
humanity's...

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Don’t be like that elephant that caused the infants
to slaughter one another indifferent to its posterity
he lifted the corrupt dropped the ripe and bullied 
the resolute warrior 

don’t be like the idiot hunter who kept...

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