Long Civilities Poems

Life explores integrity,
hoping to fulfill
all exploding polypathic 
curiosities polyphonic.

How might history rewrite humanity
if those who adventured out
and eagerly invaded
felt more reluctant to dominate?
More sure that their long-term survival
in this, or any, non-native land
required them to...

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"What is Civility to you?"

Civility
[si-vil-i-tee]
–noun,plural-ties. 
1.courtesy; politeness. 
2.polite action or expression: an exchange of civilities. 
3.Archaic. civilization; culture; good breeding. 

So Civility is being polite;
like opening doors for others or saying God bless you when...

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Me... creature of comfort? Bah

Once again mine lock, stock
and barrel trade in balderdash
finds yours truly (i.e. me)
to type poem frisson a$$ off
as dentures chatter and gnash,
while still inside me gobstopper,
(the sole way to generate
plea for...

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Share with me,
if you could become so kind,
Which of all your lifetime actions
was not also a reaction?

Which thought
not also a polyphonic feeling
rethought
and stored in memory
across countless regenerations?

Share with me
if you would
and could
and should,
Which of your...

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"If there is a place where peace and stillness prevail, to it people like to retreat when beset with the perils of life. It can be our home. In every storm it is a refuge,...

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Would you please tell me where I wronged you
Said I to Love
As we sat close to each other
Yet,
Distanced!

Would you please tell me 
As I understand not,
After all,
I simply obeyed the skies,
The booms of my heart
And...

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Alas, you do not know me at all. You think you do, and shame on you for it. We've been by this time and again, you and I. Will you ever cease?

Of all those who...

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I don't read between the lines and I can't read minds
I was unsuccessful on my last three tries
you asked for my opinion but what you're seeking is agreement
so I toss what I was thinking in...

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North America, USA. 

Freedom, because of our understanding of the lack of democracy from other countries, fighting to maintain peace and be a civil nation, for humanity's hopes that we are all here for one...

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What sibilant consonants
conjure his image: angular, Germanic,
uttering phrases and grunts, monosyllables
forcefully spat into air alive,
filled with his vivid verbal assaults!
No saccharine sentiment for him.
He lets fly with steamy staccato
streams of purposely purple prose,
unblemished by boorishly...

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i hate a night as this
minutes turning as the fan
slow and back again
metronomic 
lives slipped past each other
spotlights on dark water
arc light dimming
tenebrous
murmured civilities
faucalized voices
whispers in a wine glass
monosyllabic
days years months
rusting like old coins 
forgotten...

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A beacon so true
Brigand beyond the blue
A harbinger, a clue
Voice with hope to imbue

A brighter, hopeful day
A light to make headway
A guide; a mainstay
To illuminate my pathway

A teacher to instruct in mundane activities
A politician to...

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